12. Do me a favor
Even after she had pressed Chen Yisheng into the swivel chair at her workstation, Chi Jin didn't realize there was anything wrong with her tight grip on his wrist. It was as if the warmth of her palm was a natural part of her body.
"Sit still and don't move."
Her commanding tone startled Chen Yisheng slightly, but he actually obeyed and remained in the position she had instructed him to. Even when she hurried back with two bottles of Yunnan Baiyao, he maintained his posture, his upper body slightly tilted and his chin slightly raised. Seeing her hesitantly holding the red and white bottles of medicine mist, he silently extended his index finger and tapped the red bottle.
"Hey, I told you not to move." Chi Jin reached out and held the back of his head. "Fortunately, it was only his cheek that was injured. If his eyes had been injured, it would have been bad."
Chen Yisheng obediently closed his eyes, his thick lashes casting a small shadow beneath his lids. But the next second, he suddenly opened them again, his eyes clear as a warning, "It seems... I haven't applied the ice yet."
Chi Jin, flustered, let out a frustrated "Ah!" and hurried to the bathroom. Taking advantage of this moment, Chen Yisheng relaxed slightly, his eyes casually glancing over Chi Jin's desk, which was cluttered with documents. A row of colorful sticky notes clung to the edge of the monitor, with a single, bright yellow note prominently placed in the center. It contained only four words: Editor Zhou Cheng.
Footsteps approached from afar. He calmly resumed the position Dr. Chi had instructed him to maintain.
"Not bad, you still know how to follow the doctor's orders." Chi Jin held up an ice cube wrapped in a face towel, "Bear with it, it will hurt."
The cold stimulation made Chen Yisheng take a barely perceptible breath, but his expression remained calm, and he even blinked in cooperation to show that he was ready.
"The pain threshold is really high..." Chi Jin muttered softly, and then instructed, "Close your eyes and hold your breath."
Chen Yisheng obediently closed his eyes. This was the first time Chi Jin had seen his face so closely. His eyelashes weren't too long, but the curl was beautiful. Besides a few small moles on his temples, there was even a tiny teardrop mole under his eye. According to numerology, people with this face shape will have a life of wandering and drifting for half their lives.
After a while of thinking about this and that, the "patient" who had been waiting with his eyes closed probably grew impatient and suddenly opened his eyes without warning.
Their eyes met in the air, and the sticky, inappropriate ambiguity made Chi Jin blush.
Chi Jin's cheeks suddenly felt hot: "Close your eyes... why open your eyes when applying medicine?"
"Does it hurt?"
Chi Jin was slightly startled, and subconsciously asked back: "You are injured...why should I be hurt?"
"Wrist." He raised his chin slightly, pointing to the wrist that Luo Cheng had just grabbed. "Does it still hurt?"
The movement of her lips made Chi Jin's mind wander. It was not until this moment that she realized how inappropriate it was for her, as a subordinate, to maintain such a distance and attitude with her superior.
Seeing that she didn't answer, Chen Yisheng looked at her wrist which was red from being squeezed and asked again: "Chi Jin?"
The ending tone rose slightly, carrying a strange magnetism that made Chi Jin's cheeks heat up for the first time in her life at the mere mention of her own name. She took two steps back and awkwardly shoved two spray bottles into Chen Yisheng's arms. "That bottle... the white one, just spray it yourself when you get back to the office."
Chi Jin raised his other hand to block the two of them, determined to cut off the strange eye contact: "No need to say thank you! I also have to thank you for saving me just now!"
A faint smile flashed across his eyes, but his face remained serious: "Didn't the teacher teach you? When talking to people, it's polite to look them in the eye."
Chi Jin had no choice but to put his hands behind his back and said, "Thank you for helping me regardless of past grudges."
"You really want to thank me?" Chen Yisheng said, his tone natural, "Then do me a favor."
Chi Jin was about to ask what was going on when Jiang Xuhuan walked in, wearing high heels. Her eyes darted back and forth between the two people who were in a slightly "intimate" posture at the workstation, and finally stopped at Chen Yisheng's red and swollen right cheek, her face full of disbelief.
"You beat up Editor-in-Chief Chen?"
"How dare I, Sister Huanhuan!" Chi Jin quickly waved his hands to clarify, and his movements were so big that he almost knocked the pen holder off the table.
"Then what is this..." Jiang Xuhuan's gaze wandered between the two of them inquiringly.
"I got a minor injury. Chi Jin, help me find some medicine."
Jiang Xuhuan was a very perceptive person. She had long since realized that her boss, Chen Yisheng, was interested in promoting this junior. As for whether the two of them were involved in any other conspiracy, she wasn't interested for the time being and was happy to see it happen.
At this time, Du Yanni and Deputy Editor Fang also walked into the office one after another.
Deputy Editor Fang noticed the injury on Chen Yisheng's face and stopped in surprise: "Is this... a collision?"
Du Yanni's eyes held understanding and a hint of anticipation. She walked forward with a smile, her voice neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for everyone nearby to hear: "I just heard the security guard downstairs vividly describe how our editor-in-chief staged a heroic rescue. I didn't believe it, but it turns out to be true!"
She deliberately dragged out her tone and glanced at Chi Jin: "Oh, if my sister-in-law knew about this, wouldn't she be jealous because our brother Yisheng had his face disfigured for another girl?"
Chi Jin is now highly sensitive to these words: "I'm going to the bathroom first, you guys talk."
Washing hands, clearly washing hands. Chi Jin's palms still tingled with the slight tingle of hair brushing against the back of his neck when he'd held it. Just now, in that moment of desperation, she'd so naturally... grabbed him? And even held his wrist all the way up from downstairs?
She spread out her palms, and her five fingers unconsciously curled up slightly, as if trying to grasp the warm touch that had dissipated.
The cold tap water flowed. Chi Jin scooped up a handful of water and splashed it hard on his face. The cold water droplets slid down his cheeks, and the mirror reflected a face with a flushed face and a slightly confused look in his eyes.
She looked at herself in the mirror and took a deep breath.
I couldn't think about it anymore. That lingering, inappropriate touch had to be completely erased like this drop of water.
But my mind couldn't help but imagine ten thousand possibilities.
…
The lunchtime cafeteria was bustling as usual. The conversation inevitably revolved around the ever-changing and glamorous Sports Faces column, and naturally, the "visionary" editor-in-chief, Chen, and the scars on his face that were both shocking and thought-provoking.
Before the gossip spread beyond recognition, Chi Jin took the initiative to confess: "Luo Cheng was provoking trouble, and King Chen was punched by Luo Cheng in order to protect me."
"Oh my god, is that true? He's so handsome." Even Ouyang Yuan was surprised. "Oh my god, he stood up for you when you were injured and supported you. If he hadn't gotten married, I would have been a bit obsessed with you two."
Chi Jin's face flushed red, and he knocked her cup: "Don't drink nonsense."
"You support them?" Qin Xiancheng laughed as if he had heard a huge joke. "You might as well support Lin Daiyu and Voldemort, or Pleasant Goat and Snake! If that doesn't work, you can support me and Jin Yaojia!"
Chi Jin thought he was embarrassing: "Keep your voice down."
"It's this kind of sinister feeling that makes it so appealing to fans." Ouyang Yuan pushed up her glasses, the eyes behind the lenses gleaming with the gleam of a professional fan. "My greatest achievement since joining the company was finding a compelling couple relationship between her and her personal bodyguard from an interview with a popular celebrity! The sales and click-through rates for that episode were off the charts, right? Their couple chat is still at the top of the charts!"
"Just forget it. Chen Yisheng abused her the most. He has no compassion for women. And you're still supporting them."
Seeing that the situation was gradually developing into an immoral level, Chi Jin immediately stopped it: "Stop, don't say anymore."
"No wonder I felt that he became gentler when scolding people today. It turns out it's all thanks to you." Qin Xiancheng teased.
"Gentle? That's definitely not the case," Ouyang Yuan replied calmly. As a seasoned Buddhist who had also been scolded to tears by Editor-in-Chief Chen, she shared her experience, "Next time you get scolded, focus on his face and tune out the noise. That face is still worth looking at."
"That's for you little girls. If a grown man like me stared at his face, he would definitely curse even more harshly."
Ouyang Yuan was determined to shock people with her words. She slowly took a sip of the pigmented juice and asked, "How do you know he won't be even more excited?"
Qin Xiancheng was so frightened that he dropped his chopsticks. "Sister Yuan, stop making fun of me. Sister Huanhuan has met her wife. They were elementary school classmates and broke up and got back together seven or eight times."
Chi Jin had never taken these things seriously before, and now he treated them as a joke. He said, "This is even more outrageous than the version told by the cavemen."
But she suddenly thought that if Jiang Xuhuan announced to the public that she had met Chen Yisheng's wife, it would mean that she also knew that Chen Yisheng was not married at all.
As they were talking, Ouyang Yuan suddenly made a gesture towards the two of them. Chen Yisheng, the man at the center of the discussion, was sitting at the table behind them. However, the three of them were so busy gossiping and eating that no one noticed.
The only thing he was thankful for was that his back was to the three people. Qin Xiancheng was the smartest. He immediately sat up straight, cleared his throat, and suddenly raised his voice, trying to use the volume to cover up the previous "crime record" -
"Ahem. Editor-in-Chief Chen is not only handsome, but his professional skills are also extraordinary. I'm impressed by Brother Sheng's ability."
"Catch the leader first, and work with the right leader. A top editor, every article has over 100,000 words. I'm so lucky to have such a leader."
"Sister Yuan, Xiaochi, why are we doing so well? Whether the train runs fast or not depends entirely on the leadership!"
Chi Jin was trying hard to hold back her laughter, but suddenly she heard her phone vibrate. She looked down and couldn't help laughing. Chen Yisheng behind her sent her a WeChat message:
【Tell Qin Xiancheng to shut up and eat.】
Chi Jin couldn't help but burst out laughing, quickly covering his mouth. Qin Xiancheng came over curiously to see: "What are you laughing at? Whose news is it?"
Chi Jin quickly hid the phone behind his back and deliberately encouraged him: "It's nothing, talk more, I love to hear it."
Qin Xiancheng was "encouraged" and sang even harder, but Chen Yisheng behind him couldn't stand it anymore. He stood up with his plate in his hand and stopped in front of their table.
Chi Jin, Ouyang Yuan, and Qin Xiancheng were instantly silent, as if the pause button had been pressed.
"Chi Jin. After dinner, come to my office."
It's like when we were in school and were chasing and playing in the corridor and got caught by the head teacher accidentally.
Chi Jin hurriedly finished her lunch. Chen Yisheng probably wasn't looking for her for work, so there was only one possibility - contacting her through a secondary account.
She knocked on the editor-in-chief's office door. Chen Yisheng was standing by the window, his back to her, and he turned when he heard her voice. The afternoon sun gilded his tall features, and the bruises on his face were even more distinct in the light.
"Editor-in-Chief, do you want to go to the hospital?"
"If things don't get better by the weekend, I'll go." Chen Yisheng also walked over to the single sofa opposite her and sat down, "Sit down."
Chi Jin had never sat on the sofa in his office before, so he didn't dare to overstep his bounds: "I'd better stand."
Chen Yisheng didn't force it, but stood up on his own.
"I'm still looking for you about that orange cat. Last time you said you knew about some adoption platforms. Could you help me contact them and see if there's a suitable adoptive family?"
Chi Jin couldn't help but ask mischievously, "Have you finally discussed it with your wife?"
Far from being embarrassed, Chen Yisheng agreed with her words and said "hmm" seriously, "Yes, my wife fully supports it. The main reason is that I'm allergic to cat hair."
She put aside her joking thoughts and nodded seriously, "No problem. Then please send me the cat's general information, such as age, gender, personality, health status, whether it's neutered, etc. I'll organize it, post an adoption notice on the platform, and then screen interested parties."
"Okay." Chen Yisheng responded, his eyes lingering on her face for a moment, as if to confirm her mood, "Thank you for the trouble."
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