"Boss, don't move, immediately...
She froze.
"You, you like men?"
"Yes, so I will not be engaged to a woman. I am not your fiancé."
Observing her expression, I knew that today's stimulation would be enough, and any more would be counterproductive.
After asking the nanny to keep an eye on her mental state, I left the villa.
As soon as I got in the car, I felt a gaze on me. I looked over and found it was the assistant.
The assistant was rarely organizing the documents. Instead, he looked at me thoughtfully.
Strange looks.
After a pause, I suddenly remembered what I had just said to dissuade Miss Ruan from her idea.
I don’t know why, it seemed like nothing just now, but now I feel like I need to explain it.
Just think of it as maintaining a harmonious relationship between superiors and subordinates.
I thought about it and explained, "Just now I said I like men so that she would not think too much."
The assistant nodded and smiled, "Okay, President."
After a pause, he asked again, "Do you like women?"
"If I need to prepare a gift, I need to know the gender of your loved one."
"You are a work assistant. I will leave this kind of affairs to my personal secretary and will not assign it to you."
I'm not the type of boss who enjoys taking over employees' personal time.
"Also, I currently don't have a…" I frowned, "…a lover."
I turned my head and closed my eyes. "I'll take a break. Call me when you get to the office."
"Okay, President."
In autumn, the temperature is suitable.
The car has excellent sound insulation and is extremely quiet, with only the slightest sound of breathing being heard.
One belongs to me and one belongs to my assistant.
…
When I went to visit Miss Ruan again, I thought that this time Miss Ruan would probably not confuse me with her fiancé.
Unexpectedly, I was sitting on the sofa and she sat in front of me. We looked at each other and the first thing she said was, "So, you are using me as a cover for your sweetheart, right?"
I frowned deeply.
This is simply an insult to my character.
But she just smiled sadly, "Okay, I get it, I do."
……What?
She managed to pull the corner of her mouth, "If you need a cover, I'm willing to do it. There's no one more obedient than me."
ha?
Ms. Han next door was furious because she was used as a shield to cover up her husband and her lover, so she made her husband her ex-husband and swallowed up the families of her ex-husband and his lover. Now the "lovers" are still picking up garbage under the bridge.
But when it comes to her, not only is she willing to be a shield, but she is also willing to be a gay wife?
What is she crazy about?
I was really curious, “Why would you want to do this?”
She clutched her white dress tightly around her knees.
A ridiculous thought came to my mind, "You don't think you're in love with me?"
She pursed her lips tightly, revealing her embarrassment.
I pinched my brows and emphasized again, "You and I have never been engaged. Your memory is confused. Before this, I didn't know you. You don't have to give up your self-esteem for unfounded love!"
My words were a bit harsh, and all the color drained from her face.
"No……"
She whispered.
"No."
She raised her head, her eyes like a morning shrouded in morning mist.
"I like you, not because of those non-existent memories."
I reminded him expressionlessly, "I like men, not you."
"……I know."
I thought the matter ended there, but unexpectedly, as Miss Ruan gradually recovered, she began to appear in my life.
At first she called me and asked for a little help, and I asked her to contact her personal secretary.
Then they gave me some small thank-you gifts, which were prepared with great care and were almost all handmade.
Then she invited me to dinner and said she wanted to thank me for my help during this period. She cooked the meal herself, and I didn’t expect that she was such a delicious cook.
Probably he learned it when he was working for Mr. Fu.
Later, she started to bring me meals at my company.
The nanny was a little embarrassed, so she called the secretary and informed her of what happened.
"Miss Ruan went out and said she was going to look for Mr.
This cannot be blamed on the nanny, because the plan from the beginning was to let Miss Ruan stay temporarily to recuperate, not to imprison her.
But I can’t understand why so many men and women who have intentions towards me like to bring me food.
"Let her come up."
"Miss Ruan left, leaving behind only a box lunch."
This is rare, and I can't even refuse him in person.
When I opened the lunch box, I found that they were all the dishes I took a few extra bites of when she treated me to a meal last time.
The dishes are large in number and small in portion, very delicate, and all made by her herself.
It's quite attentive.
But this kindness was given to the wrong person.
That afternoon, I went to find her, and facing her slightly nervous and expectant gaze, I said, "You don't have to bring me food, and don't spend your time on me."
She pursed her lips slightly and forced a smile, "Is the taste not suitable? I'll try it next time..."
"No need." I interrupted her, leaving her no time to think, "My company has a chef who serves me exclusively, and we also have a cafeteria, so you don't need to deliver it to me."
"But I..."
I took a deep breath and interrupted her again, "Since you are out this time, you should know the social environment and my status. Whether I like men or women, with my status, there is no need to hide it, and I don't bother to hide it."
"I don't need you to be a shield, nor do I need your self-motivated dedication."
She took a step back, swaying slightly.
I clearly told her from the beginning that I "like men", but why does she still look so shocked?
This doubt continued until the next morning. After Miss Ruan disappeared, I checked the surveillance footage outside the villa.
She stood in the garden, smiled sadly, and murmured in a low voice, "I thought that as long as I persisted, one day he would be moved by me and fall in love with me."
I looked at the surveillance video for a long time, speechless.
…
Three hours after Ms. Ruan disappeared, the secretary received a call about a kidnapping.
On the phone, she was asked to pay a ransom of five million.
To this, I can only say that you have walked into a trap.
There are always some people who think they are high-end technological criminals and try to challenge the world's most advanced technology.
He thought he could use a homemade signal jammer to blur the satellite positioning of the intelligent computer, and end up sending his coordinates directly to the nearby police station.
I went to the police station to pick someone up.
Given my special identity, people who suddenly appear around me are also given special attention, so the case information has been sent to me in advance on the way.
The kidnappers confessed that they were a group of middlemen selling location jammers. They had just picked up a batch of new goods and planned to sell them quietly. Unexpectedly, they saw the distraught Miss Ruan on the road and recognized her.
Seeing her walking alone on a secluded path, they had evil thoughts. Since they had the latest location blocker on them, they tied her up without much effort, intending to get some money.
They were well-informed and knew that she was the heroine in the photo, so they originally wanted to make the extortion call to President Fu. However, when they opened her smart brain, they found that the number pinned to the top was my secretary's, so they simply called both sides to demand money.
By the way, they did not find Mr. Fu’s contact information in her smart brain, because Mr. Fu never planned for her to leave from the beginning. If the smart brain was not an identity card that the state required, Miss Ruan would have bound it in prison, and Mr. Fu would not even bind it to her smart brain, leaving her an illegal resident who could not go anywhere.
However, there are always more solutions than problems. The kidnappers found the phone number of the group's human resources department on the Internet and called them to extort money.
After all, Miss Ruan is Mr. Fu’s fiancée. No matter what, this matter has to be reported.
So they successfully contacted Mr. Fu.
Mr. Fu said, "What tricks are you playing? You are really going to any lengths to attract my attention, even pretending to be kidnapped!"
"I'm warning you, my patience is limited, you'd better come back to me quickly!"
"Alright! Tell your people to stop acting! You'd better die outside!"
Mr. Fu hung up the phone.
The kidnappers looked at each other.
If you call again, the number has been blocked.
Fortunately, my secretary's call went through right away.
Then they were taken to the police station in an orderly manner.
I shook my head and put the information away.
The edge of the paper was sharp and I cut my finger accidentally.
"Boss, Band-Aid."
I reached out to take it, but the assistant had already torn open the outer packaging, and the blue and white Band-Aid was flattened.
So I just stretched out my finger and let the assistant bandage the small cut.
His fingertips were warm, and he pressed my fingers through a layer of Band-Aid. I felt a slight itch, and I subconsciously curled my fingers.
"Boss, don't move, it will be over soon."
He smoothed down the other half of the raised gauze.
Very flat.
One can't help but wonder if this skill was developed on himself.
I narrowed my eyes, and thinking of the criss-crossing self-inflicted wounds on his body, I felt a little worse.
The Band-Aid on the finger is not a basic one. It has a white base with a cat head drawn in blue lines on it.
"I didn't expect the assistant to like this type of little thing."
The assistant smiled and said, "No, this is specially prepared for the president."
……?
He added, "Your ring is also blue, and the color matches you better."
Looking at his mask-like smile, I always feel that he doesn't think so.
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