Chapter 111 His skill level is still higher.
Su Ruan changed the subject and picked up a document from the table.
"Forget about him, look at this, it's a new batch of samples from the factory."
Song Shengsheng took the document, but her mind wasn't entirely on it. She leaned closer and asked in a low voice.
"Seriously, have you and President Yan settled things now?"
Su Ruan hummed in agreement.
"We have to keep it hidden for now."
"Understand!"
Song Shengsheng snapped her fingers, giving him an "I understand" look.
"A secret romance in a wealthy family, a thrilling underground affair!"
"Don't worry, I'm very tight-lipped!"
She paused, then grinned mischievously.
"Ruanruan, you're doomed. You're stuck with him for life."
Song Shengsheng picked up the document and finally regained her composure.
"Alright, let's get to work!"
"Only by earning enough dowry can I argue with President Yan on equal footing!"
The office was bustling again, and sunlight streamed through the blinds, illuminating the smiling profiles of the two people.
Outside the window, the sky over Beijing was a clear, bright blue, as if it had been washed.
Su Ruan threw herself into her work.
New product orders are overflowing, the supply chain is pushing for delivery, and media interviews are scheduled...
There were so many things going on, it was like a tangled mess.
She was so busy she barely had time to breathe; she drank three cups of coffee and only ate a couple of bites of lunch before tossing it aside.
Only when the sun was setting outside the window could I finally catch my breath from the sea of documents.
Her neck was sore, so she tilted her head back to stretch her muscles and caught a glimpse of the calendar on the corner of the table.
Suddenly I remembered something.
Huo Siyue.
That girl bet on shipping a couple, betting that she and Yan Tingnan would end up in bed together within three months.
Now that Huo Siyue has won the bet, she's eagerly awaiting the sweet treats.
Although the person in question can't personally reveal spoilers, I can't break my promise to share content with her.
Public disclosure is out of the question; we need to stockpile the grain first.
She clicked on the dusty QQ account.
I had to try the password twice before I could log in to [Gummy Candy Isn't Soft], the account where I serialized doodle comics back in high school.
The video is still stuck six years ago, showing a hastily drawn picture of a graduating girl's back.
There were only a few comments below.
[Will you continue updating?]
[Did this game backfire??]
Su Ruan touched her nose.
She opened the new canvas and began to draw lines.
The style is no longer as naive as it used to be; a few strokes are enough to depict the man's cold and aloof profile.
He wore gold-rimmed glasses, a suit and tie, and had an ascetic air about him.
He happened to be holding a girl with a pure and alluring charm in his arms. Her skirt was lifted up, revealing a section of her fair calf, which was hooked around his waist.
The man had a string of Buddhist prayer beads wrapped around his fingers, but he lowered his head and kissed the girl's collarbone.
His desire was overwhelming.
Su Ruan drew very quickly, with smooth lines and full of tension.
After finishing the drawing, I examined it closely and was very satisfied.
He casually transferred it to that abandoned account, and the whole process was smooth and seamless.
When the day comes that it can see the light of day, then I'll throw the link in Huo Siyue's face.
For now, I'll just play it safe.
I just uploaded the artwork, and it's time to leave work.
My phone vibrated right on time.
Yan Tingnan's text message was as concise as ever.
Basement B2.
Su Ruan smiled and quickly packed her things.
She picked up her bag and got up, just as Song Shengsheng came in carrying a stack of documents.
"Are you going to slip away?"
Song Shengsheng raised an eyebrow and smiled ambiguously.
"Does your partner arrive on time to pick you up?"
Su Ruan's ears felt slightly warm, and she hummed in agreement.
Song Shengsheng put down the documents, then suddenly leaned closer and lowered her voice.
"By the way, I'll come to your house tomorrow to pack up my stuff."
Su Ruan was taken aback.
"What's the rush? I'm not kicking you out."
Song Shengsheng waved her hand.
"Come on, given your current situation, it's not appropriate for me to keep hanging around your house every few days."
She nudged Su Ruan's shoulder and winked.
"Shouldn't we give newlyweds some private space?"
"If there's anything, we can talk at the company, or we can meet outside."
She winked at Su Ruan.
"Don't worry, my sister is sensible and won't be a third wheel for you two."
Su Ruan couldn't help but smile.
Thanks.
Song Shengsheng smiled and gave her a push.
"Get out of here, don't keep your CEO Yan waiting."
Su Ruan smiled and nodded, then turned and quickly left.
In the underground parking garage, the black Phantom waited quietly.
She opened the car door and got in, looking slightly tired from her busy work.
Yan Tingnan was resting with his eyes closed when he heard the sound. He opened his eyes and his gaze lingered on her face for a moment.
Are you tired?
"Yeah, looking at the samples makes my eyes dizzy."
Su Ruan leaned back in her seat and rubbed the back of her neck.
He didn't say much, but reached out and pressed his slightly warm fingertips against her temples, kneading them with just the right amount of force.
"Close your eyes."
Su Ruan obediently closed her eyes.
The car smoothly merged into the evening rush hour traffic.
No one spoke again; there was a quiet, unspoken understanding between them.
...
The basement of the Tan Palace building has an elevator that leads directly to each apartment.
The entryway is warmly lit, and the interior is spacious and quiet, with only the faint hum of the smart home system running.
There was a faint scent of cedarwood in the air.
"Where's the housekeeper? He's never here when I come in the evenings."
Su Ruan bent down to change her shoes and casually asked him.
"I left after finishing my business during the day."
Yan Tingnan took off his suit jacket, casually hung it up, and loosened his tie.
"I don't like having strangers around at night."
He turned and walked toward the open kitchen, where various ingredients were neatly prepared on the counter.
"I'm used to peace and quiet."
He added that he opened the refrigerator, took out two bottles of ice water, unscrewed one, and handed it to Su Ruan.
Then he unscrewed another bottle, tilted his head back, and took a sip, his Adam's apple bobbing.
Su Ruan took the ice water and raised an eyebrow.
"Am I being a bother now?"
He then turned his head to look at her.
"You're an exception."
"The only one".
Those three words sent a shiver down Su Ruan's spine.
Su Ruan leaned against the kitchen island and watched him.
The warm light outlined his tall and straight back, and the sleeves of his white shirt were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his smooth forearms.
"apron."
Yan Tingnan put down the water bottle and gestured with her chin.
Su Ruan picked up the dark apron hanging to the side and handed it to him.
He turned away from her.
"help."
Su Ruan raised an eyebrow, stepped forward, wrapped her arm around his waist, and tied the belt.
My fingers inadvertently traced his firm abs; through the thin fabric of his shirt, I could feel the warmth and strength.
After fastening the belt, she deliberately poked him lightly in the lower back.
"Teacher Yan, you have a very slim waist."
Yan Tingnan turned around, grabbed her misbehaving wrist, and pulled her closer.
The cold, hard edge of the island counter pressed against her lower back, while his approaching heat pressed against her.
"If you flirt again, you're skipping dinner."
His voice was low and hoarse, carrying a warning.
Su Ruan looked up at him.
"OK."
Yan Tingnan's eyes darkened, and he lowered his head to give her a hard peck on the lips.
"Wait."
He released her, turned around, and began preparing the ingredients with swift and efficient movements.
The knife skills were swift and precise when chopping vegetables, while the stew pot on the stove bubbled and steamed.
The ingredients sizzle as they hit the hot oil, releasing an instant burst of aroma.
The way he controlled the situation was just as effortless as when he was navigating the cutthroat world of business.
She's inexplicably sexy.
The four dishes and one soup were served, and the presentation was surprisingly good.
Steamed grouper, stir-fried shrimp balls with black truffle, stir-fried asparagus and scallops, blanched bok choy, and a bowl of bamboo fungus and chicken soup.
"Try it."
Yan Tingnan served her a bowl of soup.
Su Ruan took a sip; it was so delicious it made her eyebrows almost fall off.
"It tastes good."
Yan Tingnan opened a bottle of red wine and poured it into a decanter.
"Want some drinks?"
Su Ruan nodded: "Okay."
The lights were dim, and the wine swayed in the breeze.
The two sat facing each other, eating quietly.
Slightly tipsy, the atmosphere was just right, subtly ambiguous.
Su Ruan's cheeks flushed slightly as she rested her chin on her hand, her eyes sparkling.
"Yan Tingnan, you look like that fairy godmother now."
He raised an eyebrow: "Hmm?"
"He's a big shot outside during the day, and he comes home at night to cook and clean for me."
Yan Tingnan chuckled softly, stood up, walked around the table, pulled her up from the chair, and encircled her in his arms.
"The fairy godmother wouldn't act like me."
He lowered his head and kissed her earlobe, his breath hot.
"All she does is work."
He lifted her up and placed her on the edge of the island platform.
The height is just right.
"And all I want is...you."
The rich aroma of red wine lingers on the palate.
My breathing became rapid.
The cool marble surface of the island counter contrasted sharply with his burning hot palms.
Su Ruan wrapped her arms around his neck and asked softly, "Aren't we going back to the room?"
Yan Tingnan bit open the button on her shirt.
"No, thank you."
"Right here."
When it comes to being flamboyant, he's on a whole different level.
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