After being recommended by Zhang Youye, he became the acting director.
Busy in the office every day, Shu Chuanran rarely has the opportunity to see Shu Yi.
Standing in front of the office door, Shu Chuanran took a deep breath to calm the emotion called "excitement" in his heart. He lowered his dark eyelashes and straightened his clothes.
Then, he slowly raised his hand.
He gently pushed open the office door, and the thoughts that haunted his dreams every night finally entered his trembling pupils.
Gazing at that slender, graceful figure ahead, Shu Chuanran unconsciously swallowed hard, then closed the door behind her. Feigning composure, she asked, "Second Sister, why are you alone? Where's Brother You?"
The sound that reached her ears made Shu Yi look away from her phone screen and catch a rare ripple in his eyes. A smile appeared on her lips, and then she raised her chin towards the coffee table in front of her.
"I went to see Grandpa at the hospital this morning, and Uncle Wei told me that you were going to see Uncle this morning, so I thought I'd come and ask how it went. Haven't eaten yet? I brought some food with me, so come and eat first."
It's hard to tell whether it's Shu Yi's smile that's magical or her gentle voice that's so alluring.
Or perhaps she harbors a poison that can instantly addictive anyone who sees her.
Not only was the young master completely infatuated with her, but he was also willing to submit to her.
When Shu Chuanran came to his senses, he was already sitting opposite Shu Yi, watching her move the food on the coffee table and hand the bowls and chopsticks to him.
Finally, he looked at his hand, which seemed not entirely his own.
Obediently, she lifted it up, her hands trembling slightly as she took the chopsticks that were in mid-air.
“When we had dinner with Grandpa before, we could tell that you liked to eat light food. We also asked Uncle Wei and found out that you don’t like strong flavors, so I specially asked the hospital cafeteria to make it.”
Her voice rang in my ears once again.
Shu Chuanran was overjoyed by the concern in her words and was about to nod when she heard her ask another question.
"So? Did your uncle say anything to you?"
The joy in her eyes vanished in an instant. She put down the bowl and chopsticks in her hand and handed the papers from her bag to Shuyi.
His lips were unconsciously pressed into a straight line, but Shu Chuanran was completely unaware of it. His deep pupils were filled with calm and stillness. His expression was calm, and even his tone was so calm that there was not a trace of emotion.
“Dad didn’t say anything. After writing this agreement, he even emphasized that we shouldn’t hire a lawyer.”
Unaware of Shu Chuanran's unusual behavior, Shu Yi finished reading the agreement in her hand, took a picture, and sent it to Zhang Youye. While waiting for his reply, Shu Yi, being the older sister, poured Shu Chuanran a bowl of soup.
Thirty seconds later, I received a reply from Zhang Youye.
Shu Yi picked up her phone from the sofa, told Shu Chuanran to continue eating, and then fell silent.
Looking at her perpetually furrowed brow and worried expression, Shu Chuanran slowly finished the soup his sister had poured for him, then pulled out a tissue to wipe his mouth clean.
As if he hadn't had enough, he lowered his eyes and moved to Shu Yi's side, waving the soup bowl in front of her.
"Second sister, could you pour me another bowl?"
While busy discussing with Zhang Youye how to deal with the Qin family, Shu Yi was suddenly interrupted by a clear and solemn voice with a hint of coquetry. She looked up.
It just so happened that it met the steady gaze of the person to the side.
The moment their eyes met, she noticed that the two of them were too close and wondered when he had moved to her side.
Acting on instinct, Shu Yi shifted her hips back slightly from an angle he couldn't see.
Just as the two fell into an awkward silence, Shu Yi caught sight of a khaki coat in the corner of the sofa.
She recalled that when she got up this morning, she put on the coat that Zhang Youye had specially picked out for her, but because the office was quite warm, she casually took it off and put it aside.
To look good, she wore a fitted inner layer, a custom-made fitted style.
In other words, in Shu Chuanran's view, her graceful figure was clear enough for him to see completely.
He wondered if this kid was lusting after a woman.
She coughed to ease the awkwardness between them, and to prevent her thoughts from coming true, Shuyi swept her curly hair from behind her back to the front to cover herself.
He then pretended to get up, wanting to pick up the coat from the corner of the sofa and put it back on.
Sensing her intention to get up, Shu Chuanran's eyes narrowed, and he steeled himself, moving closer to her again.
"Second sister, help me." Her voice was filled with suppressed emotion.
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