The man stood expressionless at the entrance of the cafeteria, with exquisitely handsome features and a tall, perfectly proportioned figure. His wrist was loosely rolled up, revealing a watch worth millions.
His appearance caused the women to scream uncontrollably; they couldn't believe there was such a god-like figure in the company.
Most people were curious about his identity; his noble demeanor made it clear that he was no ordinary person.
"Who is that person? He's so handsome! My idol is going to be replaced."
"It's aloof and cold, without the air of an ordinary person, but I like it too."
"Just look at him, don't daydream. That's our Ji Group president, someone who stands at the pinnacle of power."
"What? He's the CEO? He's perfect in every way – looks, physique, family background. What kind of woman could possibly be worthy of him?"
Someone gestured towards Ji Fuying's position and whispered, "Look, that general manager, I heard she has a special relationship with the president."
Ji Yan's sharp eyes swept across the room, and soon he saw the little woman who had captivated him.
That's great, leaving him alone to eat with others. Look at that big shrimp in his mouth, he's really enjoying it.
Then he did something that surprised everyone: he took the plate and went to get more food.
The president dining in the cafeteria is a first!
Han Xiao was a little confused, but he still took a plate and followed behind him. After getting their food, the two sat down together behind Ji Fuying.
"Yingying, why is your brother... eating here too?"
Before Li Xiaole could finish his question, a foot stomped hard on her instep, making her wince in pain and swallow the rest of her words.
Ji Fuying withdrew her foot, picked up a large shrimp, and stuffed it into her mouth. "Eat more vegetables and talk less."
If you ask her, will she know?
Who knows what this weirdo is up to?
Perhaps they're tired of the delicacies and want to experience the life of an ordinary person; ultimately, it's just because they're too idle.
Ji Fuying ate very quickly during the meal. After finishing, she said goodbye and ran away.
Back in her office, she was still shaken. She patted her chest, relieved that he hadn't come over to talk to her.
No, I have to make a deal with him when I get home tonight, otherwise I'll be scared to death if he comes a few more times.
8 PM.
Ji Fuying sat on the sofa with potato chips in her arms, glancing at the closed door for the eighth time.
Why aren't they back yet?
She finally wanted to talk to him about something, but then thought, "Forget it, I'll wait a bit longer." She didn't know how much time had passed before Ji Fuying fell asleep on the sofa.
The sound of a fingerprint unlocking door rang out, and a man carrying a coat quietly walked in. Only when he got closer did he realize that someone was lying on the sofa.
The woman was fast asleep, her face sweet and peaceful, her curled eyelashes like a small fan casting a soft shadow.
Ji Yan casually tossed his coat aside, knelt down in front of her, and gently rubbed her fair and delicate face with his fingers.
His gaze gradually shifted to those crimson lips, and he lowered his head to kiss them.
"Um."
In her sleep, Ji Fuying felt someone making wanton advances on her lips, and at the same time, a strong smell of alcohol entered her nose.
She groggily opened her eyes, and a handsome face loomed large before her eyes—it was none other than Ji Yan.
She rubbed her eyes, propped herself up, hooked her hand under his chin, and sniffed him. She frowned. "Have you been drinking?"
I glanced at the time; it was almost midnight. Had I been out socializing until this late?
He sat down in the empty seat next to her, pressing his whole body against her, "to entertain some foreign clients and have a few drinks with them."
Ji Fuying rolled her eyes at him. Who was he trying to fool? How could a few drinks produce such a strong smell of alcohol? Did he think she had never drunk alcohol before?
She helped him up and led him to the bedroom, saying, "Go wash up, or you'll be sleeping on the sofa tonight."
Ji Yan looked at her with a smile in his eyes, "Okay, let's try the sofa together." She had never slept on a sofa before, so trying it out wouldn't be a bad idea.
Ji Fuying blushed instantly and let go of his hand. "You scoundrel, walk by yourself. I'm not helping you anymore."
He pulled the angry woman back, pinning her between himself and the wall, and said in a teasing tone, "I meant sleeping on the sofa. What's going on in your head?"
"I..." She did misunderstand, but she was certain that was what he meant; he was playing word games with her, wasn't he?
Her slender fingers unbuttoned the first button of his shirt, her voice soft and seductive, "Mr. Ji, would you like to try a special way of sleeping?"
Tell me about it.
Unbuttoning the second button, he said, "I've heard there's a way to sleep that can increase affection, let's try it."
"Extremely happy to."
Ten minutes later.
Ji Yan, his face dark, raised an eyebrow at Ji Fuying on the sofa. "Is this the special sleeping method you mentioned, the kind that can enhance feelings?"
He was so looking forward to it, but in the end he ended up sleeping on the floor.
The woman turned to the side with interest, reaching out to touch his slightly messy hair. "Isn't it special enough?"
The man's eyes were deep and unfathomable. "Then let me show you something even more special."
Oh no! Ji Fuying had just gotten up when she was pounced back onto the sofa, her tall body pressing down on her.
"Ji Yan, you scoundrel."
The man sealed his red lips with a kiss; teasing him would come at a price.
It wasn't until late at night, when Ji Fuying was so exhausted, that Ji Yan finally let her go.
It's already November, and the weather is getting cooler.
The underground parking garage of the Ji Group.
Ji Yan watched the woman enter the elevator, and got out of the car about a minute later, with a dangerous glint in his eyes.
Why is she so resistant to appearing with him at the same time? When will they finally get together? Does she intend to hide it for the rest of her life?
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