Chapter 115 Birthday Gift
Chen Jinyuan's face turned deathly pale instantly, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
He had thought today's meeting was a sure thing.
But in the blink of an eye, all hope shattered like a bubble.
He panicked and hurriedly got up to chase after him.
"President Sheng, I'm so sorry, it was my presumption. I... I know I shouldn't have interrupted you, but I really didn't mean any harm. I just wanted to express my sincerity."
"But our technology project has a really big market potential."
Sheng Tingzhou raised his hand and made a "shut up" gesture.
"Good projects are everywhere, and there are tons of people coming to our door every day asking for investment. You? You're not qualified."
Before he could finish speaking, he grabbed Song Zhiwei's wrist and turned to walk out.
Song Zhiwei stumbled, her foot slipped, and she almost lost her footing.
I could only stumble and fall to keep up with him.
She didn't even have time to react before she was dragged out of the clubhouse.
Outside, the snow was still falling heavily.
Song Zhiwei stepped through the thick snowdrifts, her feet sinking deep into the snow.
The night wind rushed into her collar, making her shiver.
Finally on the bus, she breathed a sigh of relief and stole a glance at the man beside her.
He sat in the driver's seat, his brow furrowed and his jawline taut.
This was the first time Song Zhiwei had ever seen Sheng Tingzhou so angry.
She clenched her fists, mustered her courage, and whispered.
"sorry."
Which sentence?
He didn't even lift his eyelids, his gaze fixed on the snow curtain in front of him.
Song Zhiwei tried hard to recall the conversation she had just had.
“Just now… I shouldn’t have said I had to leave early. I realize that it was unprofessional and disrespectful of me to suggest leaving in such a formal setting.”
Is he angry about this?
She felt uneasy, yet unsure of what to expect.
"Anything else?"
His tone became even colder.
"ah?"
She was stunned, her eyes widening.
"I didn't say anything else... I just wanted to remind you that it's getting late, and I was afraid of delaying your plans..."
"Then shouldn't you have interrupted in that kind of situation?"
He finally turned his head, his gaze piercing her like a knife.
"The boss hasn't even spoken yet, what right do you, an assistant, have to speak up? Who do you think you are?"
Song Zhiwei subconsciously touched her nose, her eyes slightly reddening.
She just didn't want to delay her own affairs.
Is that wrong?
Seeing his pitiful look, Sheng Tingzhou's heart suddenly softened.
Do you think of me as the kind of scumbag who falls in love with every girl he meets?
"No!"
She immediately shook her head vigorously.
"I've never thought of you that way! I really haven't!"
"What were you doing just now?"
He gave a cold laugh.
"Seeing that scene, your first reaction wasn't to stand on my side, but to step back? And you even made room for me? You're being too considerate."
“If this were ancient times, based on your ‘virtuous and gentle’ behavior, I should really erect a memorial arch for your chastity and properly commend your ‘unwavering loyalty’.”
Song Zhiwei's lips moved slightly, but no sound came out.
So what really angered him was her subconscious avoidance?
Did he feel that she didn't trust him and didn't believe he could keep his boundaries?
"I just..."
Her voice grew softer and softer.
"I don't want to bother you... nor do I want to seem too abrupt. I think that's the most appropriate distance."
What man could resist such a beautiful woman taking the initiative to come to him?
"Oh."
He abruptly turned his face away, not wanting to say another word.
She secretly glanced at him, her gaze lingering on his tightly pursed lips for a moment before quickly looking away.
After hesitating for a long time, she finally mustered up her courage and gently tugged at his sleeve with her fingertips.
"I'm sorry, I was wrong. I shouldn't have thought of you that way, and I shouldn't have doubted you."
He snorted coldly and remained silent.
She bit her lower lip, her voice trembling slightly.
"I really won't do it again next time... I know I was wrong, I've learned my lesson, and I won't let you feel like I don't trust you anymore..."
"Oh."
He let out another cold laugh.
She was completely at a loss and cautiously raised her head.
"Then... what exactly do you want me to do to stop being angry? Tell me, and I'll do it."
He slowly turned his head and said, word by word.
Give me a kiss.
Song Zhiwei's breath hitched, and her heart skipped a beat.
The car was dimly lit, with only a sliver of light from the streetlights outside shining in at an angle.
The small mole on his nose was clearly visible in the dim light.
She stared at that spot, unconsciously swallowing hard.
After a long silence, he finally managed to utter a single sentence.
"Is this... the only way? Can't we find another way to reconcile?"
He turned his head to look at her, his gaze lingering on her face.
"So what do you want? How do you want to apologize?"
That glance struck her heart like a thunderbolt, making her whole being go numb.
"Could you... come a little closer?"
Sheng Tingzhou shifted slightly, leaning forward a little.
Song Zhiwei slowly raised her eyes and met the face so close to hers.
"Can you close your eyes?"
She asked in a low voice.
He glanced at her, then obediently closed his eyes.
She stared at those two thin lips, and little by little, she moved closer.
My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of my chest, pounding violently against my ribs.
Even his breathing became disordered.
The moment their lips touched, it felt like an electric current exploded.
That tingling, numb sensation spread from my lips to behind my ears, and then straight to my heart.
Sheng Tingzhou suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze incredibly deep.
In that instant, their eyes met.
Song Zhiwei's mind went blank with a "buzz".
She instinctively tried to dodge, but he firmly held her wrist down.
Their breaths were hot, their breaths intertwined, and it took them a long time to separate.
Song Zhiwei was panting heavily, her cheeks flushed red.
Sheng Tingzhou raised his hand and gently rubbed the top of her head.
"Good girl."
Song Zhiwei couldn't help but roll her eyes.
Who would be happy about something like this?
It was all because they were forced into it, they had no choice but to do it.
She would never admit that for a fleeting moment, her heartbeat had gone awry.
Sheng Tingzhou's Adam's apple bobbed, and his gaze lingered on her lips for a moment.
Suddenly she lowered her head and gently covered it.
She instinctively raised her hand to push him, but the force was pitifully weak.
He leaned close to her ear, speaking casually.
"I'll wait for your reply."
The car stopped right in front of the company as soon as he finished speaking.
Sheng Tingzhou got out of the car without hesitation.
Song Zhiwei's chest suddenly trembled.
She unconsciously raised her hand and pressed it to her chest, her fingertips trembling slightly.
As soon as they got out of the car, the driver, Jiang Yan, also got out of the driver's seat.
He was clutching a stack of documents in his hand, looking slightly nervous.
As I closed the door, my hand slipped, and the documents scattered all over the floor with a "whoosh".
Upon seeing this, she immediately squatted down to help him pick it up.
Her fingertips accidentally touched a piece of paper, and when she glanced at it, she froze.
That was a design sketch for a bracelet.
The lines are not complicated, yet they are extremely unique.
Every curve has been carefully considered, and every turn is filled with tenderness.
Seeing her staring blankly at the paper, Jiang Yan quickly reached out to take it.
"Attorney Song, this drawing was done by our CEO, Mr. Sheng. I heard it was intended as a birthday gift."
After saying that, he secretly winked at her.
Song Zhiwei's mind went blank, and her heartbeat went out of control.
She suddenly remembered that her birthday was the day after tomorrow.
Coming to her senses, she quickly returned the document to Jiang Yan.
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