Chapter 15 Chapter 15 I don’t care whose girlfriend she is…
"Mr. Shen, are you trying to make me happy?" This was the only explanation, otherwise Guan Mi couldn't understand Shen Yanfeng.
She was just his secretary in the past, and even if she wasn't in the future, she and he were just people walking in opposite directions with their backs to each other.
Her summer with Shen Yanfeng was destined to be different.
"Do you think I'd be so bored as to make fun of you?" Chen Yanfeng glanced at Claire who was standing beside him. The latter immediately understood and retreated into the lounge with all the SAs.
Guan Mi looked at him and wanted to open his mouth to say, "Do you know what you were saying just now?" But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.
She remembered the man who harassed women and hit Shen Yanfeng on the head next to Lu Kai's bar last time. Not only did he lose a few fingers, but he was also told in the detention center that he must be "given special attention."
There was also a young man in their circle who fell in love with a popular young actress in the entertainment industry last year.
The young actress was very ambitious and wanted to keep him hanging, but the man had several of her resources withdrawn on the same day. Less than half a year later, the young actress was almost nowhere to be found in the circle.
After all, some people can decide the fate of others with just one word.
How could a person without any background possibly fight against these powerful people with connections?
Seeing her hesitant and silent look, Chen Yanfeng leaned against the display stand and waited patiently for a long time before speaking: "What do you want to say?"
Guan Mi pursed his lips and said in his usual work reporting tone, "I'm afraid I've misunderstood your meaning, so I don't dare say anything."
She looked up and said earnestly, “Boss Shen, you know, I have always cherished this job.”
The subtext is obvious: she will not cross the line, and there is no way she will cross the line.
"How could you misunderstand me?" Chen Yanfeng suddenly raised his foot, took a step forward, stopped beside her, lowered his head slightly, and his breath brushed her ear: "Guan Mi, you obviously understand me the best."
The breath was filled with a strong masculine scent, which was not as peaceful and reassuring as Wen Li's. It was aggressive and even had a possessiveness that could imprison others.
Guan Mi's fear suddenly rose in his heart, and he stepped back abruptly, his brows slightly furrowed: "Boss Shen."
"Are you in a good relationship with your boyfriend?" He suddenly changed the subject.
She was slightly stunned, "Our relationship is very stable."
"Really?" Shen Yanfeng smiled, "How stable is it?"
Guan Mi said without hesitation: "We are getting married soon."
She has always rejected suitors in recent years by saying, "I have a boyfriend," and they usually stop pursuing her. She believes that at this point, "getting married" is more appropriate and more effective.
"That's great." After saying these thought-provoking words, Shen Yanfeng walked out of the store.
Guan Mi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and followed.
When he walked to the car, the driver was about to close the door, and Shen Yanfeng was sitting inside, with his long legs stretched out casually, almost half lying down, as if everything just now was an illusion.
Seeing this, she could only pretend that nothing had happened.
After I sat in the passenger seat, the car was silent.
After the driver got in, a man's deep voice came from the back seat: "Lise, play some music."
"OK."
Guan Mi sat upright with his hands lightly placed on his knees.
Lise played a rock-style English song, and the singer's hoarse voice filled the car.
Guan Mi looked ahead, the melody of music lingering in his ears.
"He doesn't care who she belongs to
He just wanted to hold her in his arms
This desire is like a flame
Burning and refusing to go out..."
She had no intention of listening carefully to the lyrics, her mind was a little confused, and she wondered if it was a sequelae of the fever.
After returning to the hotel, Lise left.
As the elevator went up, only Guan Mi and Shen Yanfeng were in the car. Her cell phone suddenly vibrated at this moment.
It’s Wen Li calling.
She hung up the phone.
Regardless of whether what happened just now happened or not, she would not answer a personal call in front of her boss. She could only wait until she returned to the room to call Wen Li back.
She looked at the numbers jumping on the elevator screen, hoping that the elevator would go up faster and faster.
However, Wen Li called again immediately, and the elevator had already reached the fifth floor.
Guan Mi didn't plan to hang up again. He just pressed the volume button lightly to silence the ringing. He was about to reach the seventh floor anyway. But at the moment he pressed the button, the man in front of him suddenly spoke. His voice was gentle and light, with a hint of nonchalant tone: "Don't make people wait anxiously."
After saying that, he tilted his head and glanced at the screen of his mobile phone. The two words "Wen Li" were clearly visible on it.
Guan Mi said, "It's okay, he won't mind."
After he finished speaking, the elevator door finally opened.
Shen Yanfeng walked out with a faint smile on his face and one hand in his pocket.
Guan Mi stood at the entrance of the suite, put the bag box on the cabinet, then went back to the elevator to pick up the person who came to deliver clothes to Chen Yanfeng. This person was a very famous haute couture suit designer in Paris. She left only after bringing him to the suite.
She was going to the party that evening, and just thinking about it gave her a headache. She really had never felt so bad about work before.
She walked out of the elevator, pounding her shoulder with one hand and sending a WeChat message to Wen Li with the other to explain why she didn't answer the call.
She almost never hung up on Wen Li like this, so he was afraid that something had happened to her, so he continued to call her.
Wen Li: [I fell asleep after reading for a few hours, had a nightmare, woke up with a start, and the moment I opened my eyes I wanted to call you.]
Guan Mi: [(pats his head) What nightmare? Very interested.]
"Good afternoon, Miss Guan." A gentle French female voice sounded in the corridor.
Guan Mi raised her eyes and saw a woman standing at the door of her room. She looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with light brown curly hair, smiling blue eyes, tall and thin, with delicate makeup on her face, and holding a large box in her hand.
"Hello," she responded in French, a little confused.
The woman began to introduce herself. She was the private makeup artist for the dinner party and said that Miss Dai had asked her to come.
Miss Dai?
"Is it Seren?" Guan Mi asked.
This is the English name of Shen Yanfeng's childhood sweetheart Dai Rou, the woman in the photo in the room of the Shen family's old house. She has lived in the south of France for many years.
The woman nodded. "She picked out your evening gown and shoes for you."
Guan Mi didn't ask any more questions and opened the door halfway to let her in.
It seems that all of this was arranged by Shen Yanfeng.
The dress is a black strapless slim-fitting slit long skirt. The waist-length hair is curled into fluffy and natural big waves, and a few strands hang in front of the forehead, adding a casual and lazy atmosphere, showing a gentle yet relaxed charm.
The overall look fits the theme of the dinner very well.
Guan Mi stood in front of the mirror, quietly looking at her new hairstyle that she had never had before. After raising her lips and practicing a smile several times, she picked up her handbag and went out.
The car was already downstairs, and there were still ten minutes before departure. She first sent a WeChat message to Shen Yanfeng, saying that she was waiting for him in the car.
She walked to the elevator door, pressed the down button, and the door opened soon.
When I raised my eyes, I was caught off guard by a deep gaze.
Shen Yanfeng was standing in the elevator, his figure was tall and straight, his dark suit made his shoulders look broad and his waist narrow.
When he saw her, his eyes paused. His gaze, which usually seemed a little casual, now shone differently, and was fixed on her.
Guan Mi's heart tightened, and he subconsciously straightened his back, without deliberately avoiding his gaze, "Boss Shen."
He hummed and looked away.
As the elevator went down, a subtle silence filled the small space.
The car was parked at the door, and Guan Mi walked beside Shen Yanfeng. He seemed to walk much slower than before, but it was a pace that she could keep up with without any effort.
After leaving the lobby, Guan Mi habitually went to the passenger seat. Just as she was about to open the door, Lise, who was standing by the back door, suddenly moved aside, half-blocking her, and stretched out an arm, smiling and motioning her to get in the back seat.
She paused, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Shen Yanfeng getting into the car, and he seemed to glance over here inadvertently.
She didn't react much.
It doesn't matter where you sit, it's all work.
Halfway through the journey, Guan Mi, holding the work tablet, turned sideways and mentioned the additional budget request sent by Director Huang of Gangcheng to Shen Yanfeng, who was resting with his eyes closed.
She has been working for three years and remains cautious at work. Even though she knows that she has certain authority, she is accustomed to asking for instructions first.
Shen Yanfeng listened, opened his eyes and glanced at her tablet, where the budget added by Director Huang was highlighted.
"For additional orders of this magnitude, you have the right to approve them first. You don't have to wait for my approval every time." He said slowly, "Next time you encounter a similar situation, try to make your own judgment on which ones to block and which ones to release. You should have a clear idea in mind."
After saying that, he closed his eyes again and added, "Make your own decision. I'll be there to help you."
Guan Mi didn't respond immediately. He watched the screen light dim automatically before saying calmly, "Okay, I'll make a note of that."
The thank-you dinner was held at a manor in the suburbs.
People from the brand and Fengbo's brand spokesperson Kang Lijun were already waiting at the door. As soon as the car stopped, several people walked forward with smiles.
After getting out of the car, Shen Yanfeng shook hands and hugged Eli, the president of the brand. Guan Mi stood beside him, and after some greetings, she smiled at Kang Lijun, who had been looking at her.
The dinner also invited a famous European and American female singer and a slow rock band.
When it was completely dark, the lights in the manor lit up one by one.
The evening breeze blew by with the fragrance of grass and trees, gently bringing the melody of the distant band, interweaving with the guests' laughter and conversation.
Guan Mi has been following Shen Yanfeng. At this time, he is chatting with the president of the brand and two Chinese spokespersons while holding champagne.
The female spokesperson - Che Nian, is now a popular star in the entertainment industry. She became famous with a drama not long ago. She has not signed with any company yet. It is said that she looks down on those agencies that want to sign her.
From the moment he entered, Guan Mi noticed that Che Nian always glanced at Chen Yanfeng intentionally or unintentionally. There seemed to be hooks in his eyes, and his cheeks were very red when he toasted.
Chen Yanfeng has always been considerate. Whenever Che Nian raised a toast with him, he would always drink with her, so as not to let her lose face.
Guan Mi went to the bathroom, sat on the toilet, took off her 10-centimeter high heels, and let out a long sigh.
This height is simply fatal.
She paused for a moment, took out her cell phone, and replied to Wen Lifa's WeChat message. He should be getting up and reading by now.
After posting the message, she put her high heels back on and returned to the dinner party despite the swelling and pain.
Kang Lijun saw Guan Mi appear and walked up to her with a glass of wine in hand. "Sister Guan Mi, I want to toast you too. I never had the chance to thank you for what you did back then."
Guan Mi clinked glasses with him, "You're welcome."
About two and a half years ago, I met Kang Lijun, a supporting actor, when I visited the set.
He was only 19 years old at the time, tall and fair-skinned, with solid acting skills. She hadn't expected the company to agree to sign him, but fortunately he worked hard and rose from obscurity to the top of the industry.
After drinking, the two chatted in low voices for a few words, with Shen Yanfeng and others next to them.
Kang Lijun's face flushed from drinking, and his eyes were clouded with drunkenness. He placed his hands on the small round table next to him, leaning forward slightly, and said in a gentle tone, "Sister Guan Mi, am I drunk?"
If his fans saw him like this, I wonder how many of them would be fascinated.
Guan Mi's heart was calm as he glanced around, trying to find Kang Lijun's assistant. "Hurry up and take him back to the hotel, so as not to make a fool of himself and also embarrass Shen Yanfeng."
"What are you looking for?" A familiar voice suddenly sounded above my head.
She looked up at Shen Yanfeng who had come over at some point. The two of them were not very close, but she inexplicably felt that her breathing was not smooth.
Then, she moved silently.
Chen Yanfeng lowered his eyes slightly, taking in her little movements. His brows wrinkled slightly, and he handed over the exquisite box in his hand, "Go and change it."
Guan Mi was silent for a moment, his eyes fell on the box with the logo printed on it, and he quickly glanced at Chen Yanfeng. His expression was indifferent, as if he was just giving instructions for an ordinary task.
She took it with both hands, her eyes full of gratitude: "Thank you, Mr. Shen."
There should be a pair of flat shoes inside.
Sure enough, it was the ballet shoes of this brand, size 38, which was exactly Guan Mi's size. They were very light and comfortable to walk in.
After staring at the shoes for a while, Guan Mi put the high heels into the shoe box, rested on the stool for a few minutes, and then returned to Shen Yanfeng.
She had to work harder to respond to Chen Yanfeng. Only in this way could she keep this care within the scope of the workplace.
After the banquet, Eli invited Shen Yanfeng and the others to go to his wine cellar to taste his private Lafite which he had treasured for many years.
The wine cellar is in the basement of the manor. It is very large and the dark wooden shelves are filled with wines with handwritten labels. You can smell the mellow aroma of wine as soon as you enter.
The housekeeper had already sobered up the wine in advance and poured the first glass for Shen Yanfeng.
Shen Yanfeng glanced at the glass of wine in front of him, but didn't drink it. He raised his arm slightly and gently pushed the glass towards Guan Mi.
Guan Mi was watching to see if Kang Lijun was about to pass out from drunkenness. Feeling movement nearby, he turned around and saw only the profile of Shen Yanfeng, holding a glass of red wine and lazily dealing with Che Nian.
After leaving the manor, the two spokespeople were half drunk, and Guan Mi was also a little dizzy, but she was still conscious when she handed water to Shen Yanfeng in the car.
She felt that she might be a chosen worker, and even when she was drunk she always remembered to face and take care of her boss soberly.
It was almost dawn when we got back to the hotel.
There was a small accident after getting off the bus.
Guan Mi had just stepped onto the steps in front of the hotel when her ankle suddenly twisted and her body leaned forward. Before she could hold on to the white column on the right, a hand grabbed her wrist tightly.
It’s Shen Yanfeng.
His hand was a little warm and his strength was firm, pulling her swaying body back.
She raised her head hurriedly, subconsciously trying to break free from his shackles, "Thank you, Mr. Shen."
Shen Yanfeng glanced at her ankle, "Can you walk?"
Guan Mi was sure that Shen Yanfeng had clearly noticed her movements, but he did not loosen the grip on her wrist at all.
"...Yes." She lowered her head and moved her feet. She could walk and there was no pain, so she probably didn't sprain it.
She pursed her lips and was about to say "No need to hold me" the next second, but he let go first.
"Be careful," he said.
Guan Mi lowered his hand, which had turned red from being clamped.
"Mr. Shen."
At this moment, a soft voice sounded from behind.
Guan Mi turned around and saw Che Nian and his agent walking in from the main gate. She had a smile on her face, and her eyes were particularly bold after being drunk.
It turns out that Che Nian also stayed in this hotel.
The three of them took the elevator up together. Che Nian's agent had something urgent to do, so he dropped her off here and then left.
"Miss Che, which floor is your room on?" After pressing "7", Guan Mi turned his head and asked.
Che Nian's eyes flickered as he glanced at the tall man beside him. "Seventh floor."
There was silence as the elevator went up.
Shen Yanfeng put one hand in his pocket and stood behind Guan Mi.
He usually put his right hand in his pocket, but this time he did it with his left hand.
When Guan Mi went to the wine cellar, she tied her hair loosely behind her head, and a few slightly curly strands of hair hung on her smooth shoulders.
Shen Yanfeng inadvertently lowered his eyes, and his gaze happened to fall on her slender neck like porcelain. There was a small mole hidden slightly lower on the side of her neck, which was inexplicably eye-catching.
He calmly shifted his gaze to look at the numbers jumping on the screen.
After arriving at the 7th floor, Guan Mi stood at the elevator door and watched Shen Yanfeng return to his room. She looked at Che Nian following him and felt a little strange.
Feng Bo was currently casting for a youth-themed drama. He had chosen Che Nian the day he arrived in Paris; her somewhat arrogant face was a perfect match for the role of the outspoken school beauty in the script.
When she heard the invitation tonight, the joy on Che Nian's face could not be faked, but her attitude was ambiguous. She neither refused explicitly nor agreed readily. It was obvious that she wanted to get involved with Shen Yanfeng.
Just as I was wondering, my phone vibrated several times. It was a message from Guan Tang, saying that she was reporting to school today.
[Sister, I arrived at school early this morning. Two super nice senior students helped me carry my luggage to the dorm. I only have one roommate!!! She's a bit aloof, though, and ignores me (feeling aggrieved). Oh, and by the way, there's a big, green, lush tree outside the balcony. Thanks to it for blocking the sun for me, hehe! The school is so beautiful, with lots of green space and red brick buildings. Just now, my aloof roommate actually brought me lunch!]
There is also an emoticon of a person lying by the window. The words show the yearning for the outside world, but the person stays obediently in the house.
Guan Tang's disease can now be controlled by medication. He also applies sunscreen every day and covers himself tightly when going out to reduce direct exposure to ultraviolet rays. In other aspects, he is basically the same as a normal person.
Guan Mi asked her to ask for her roommate's phone number.
Che Nian followed Shen Yanfeng all the time, his voice sticky: "Boss Shen, I guess the terrace of your room should be the best place to view the Eiffel Tower. I wonder if I can have a chance to go in and take a look?"
Chen Yanfeng glanced at her blushing face and smiled, "Now?"
She nodded and smiled charmingly.
"That won't work." He said casually, "If you insist, it's not impossible."
"real?"
Chen Yanfeng stopped outside the door, facing her, and raised his chin towards the elevator. "My secretary is still there. Go talk to her and ask her to make the arrangements."
Che Nian was stunned for a moment, then he understood and snorted softly with a pout.
How could she just want him to give up the room? She had plenty of money, and it would be easy for her to get the penthouse suite.
Seeing her like this, Shen Yanfeng's smile deepened, "Why, Miss Che is not satisfied?"
She blinked, “Boss Shen, I don’t want a room.”
Shen Yanfeng stared at her, his dark eyes seemed to be able to see through the woman in front of him, but he deliberately pretended not to understand, "What does Miss Che want?"
Che Nian's heart skipped a beat, and he raised his chin in a calm manner: "What do you think, Mr. Shen?"
"This is the only room I can give Miss Che." As he spoke, Shen Yanfeng kept looking at Guan Mi who was looking down at her phone, until she looked up and walked towards him quickly.
He lowered his eyes and smiled.
What should I do, Guan Mi? How come you always know I need you just by looking at me?
Guan Mi walked straight to Che Nian and said politely and gently: “I’m sorry, Miss Che, Mr. Shen drank a lot of wine tonight, and he needs to rest as soon as possible.”
She looked at her watch and said, "It's getting late. How about I take you back to your room?"
Chen Yanfeng gave the room card to Guan Mi, "Go and get me another room, this one will be left for Miss Che."
After saying that, he walked towards the elevator.
Che Nian looked at Shen Yanfeng's back unwillingly.
Guan Mi asked, "Miss Che is staying here tonight, right?"
"Yes." Che Nian was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said, "Hurry up and open the door, Secretary Guan."
After opening the door, Guan Mi asked the room service to come up and change the sheets. She packed Shen Yanfeng's luggage, and when she finally went to get Gao Qi's bag, she found an orange box of the same style on top. Judging from the size, it was not difficult to see that there was also a bag inside.
"Wait a minute, Secretary Guan." Che Nian came over and pointed at the box sharply. "Who is it for?"
"Mr. Shen's fiancée." Guan Mi said.
Che Nian's face suddenly became embarrassed.
Shen Yanfeng actually has a fiancée?
"Who is his fiancée?"
Guan Mi didn't say much to her, just took his things and left.
I went to the lobby to rebook a room, and Chen Yanfeng sent me a message saying that he wanted to stay on the fifth floor. I should find him after booking. He was in the Le Bar next door.
Guan Mi could only ask the staff to cancel the top-floor suite he had just chosen and replace it with the best room on the fifth floor.
When he found Shen Yanfeng, he was drinking a cocktail.
"Boss Shen, the room is ready." She placed the room card on the table. "The luggage staff has already let it go."
Shen Yanfeng put down his wine glass and raised his hand towards a place. Immediately, someone came over with a box and handed it to Guan Mi with both hands.
"To make up for staying up late today." He stood up, said to her, and then stood up and walked out.
Guan Mi looked down at the box. It was a box of macarons.
She grabbed the room card and followed Shen Yanfeng.
The room was just opposite hers. After opening the door, Guan Mi put the room card on the cabinet, reminded Shen Yanfeng of tomorrow's schedule, and then turned and left.
"Guan Mi."
She turned her head.
He said, "You've worked hard today, take a good rest."
She nodded, with a formal smile on her face: "Good night, Mr. Shen."
She closed the door and let out a breath.
This stressful day is finally over.
After taking a shower, Guan Mi asked Guan Tang to send her her roommate's cell phone number so that she could contact him immediately if anything happened.
After saving the phone number, she swiped the screen and stopped at Wen Li. His profile picture was the first photo of her and him, taken in college.
The camera was a little blurry at that time. She was standing beside him, holding a book in her hands, her cheeks flushed with shyness.
She lay down with her arms around her, closed her eyes, and unconsciously recalled the beauty of that time.
The next day, after having lunch with the production team of this project, the group held a meeting from 1:00 p.m. to 8:00 p.m.
As soon as the contract was signed, Guan Mi's nerves, which had been highly tense all day, finally relaxed.
She couldn't help rubbing her sore eyes as she sorted out documents on the conference table.
"Kirk, you missed the wine tasting before. Are you really not going to the party with us tonight?" The speaker was the head of the project team.
Shen Yanfeng shook his head and chuckled, "Tomorrow's schedule is very tight, you should also rest early."
Not long after, the group walked outside.
The car stopped by the roadside. Shen Yanfeng got in first. Just as Guan Mi was about to get in, he heard footsteps behind him.
She turned around and saw the tall Chris running towards her with a smile.
Chris is of French and Croatian descent, with healthy wheat-colored skin, fluffy and casual brown curly hair, three-dimensional facial features, and a pair of wet puppy eyes. He always likes to stare at you intently when talking, making it impossible to refuse any of his requests.
Guan Mi's personal preference is men with fair skin, like Wen Li, who is very fair, so she thinks Chris is ugly-handsome.
Chris first greeted Shen Yanfeng, who was staring at him in the car, and said, "Can I borrow your secretary for a few minutes?" Then he pulled Guan Mi to the rear of the car.
He extended his arm over Guan Mi's ear and leaned on the car body, "Would you like to have dinner with me tonight?"
Guan Mi raised his phone and said, "I still have to go back and talk to my boyfriend on the phone."
She had to get back to the hotel early. It was almost 1 a.m. in China, and Wen Li was waiting for her call.
Chris frowned and smiled: "Guan Mi, you were so clingy when you were in love. Didn't you say you've been together for many years and you're not tired of me yet?"
"Of course not."
"That's so nice of you. The longest I usually stay in a relationship is three months..."
The car window was half open, and besides the cool breeze that poured in, there was also the conversation outside.
Chen Yanfeng half-closed his eyes, tapping the armrest with his fingers, "Lise, go get her in the car."
"OK."
"You can talk to your boyfriend while you're having dinner with me," Chris said, leaning closer. "I don't mind."
Guan Mi immediately avoided him, "But my boyfriend will mind."
After she finished speaking, she saw the driver get out of the car and patted Cnris on the shoulder. "Bye, see you tomorrow."
Chris placed his hand on the shoulder she had touched and smiled silently.
After getting in the car, Guan Mi took out his cell phone, contacted the restaurant staff, and reserved a seat. Shen Yanfeng would go there for dinner with his friends later.
She opened the tablet, marked a few dishes to order, and then handed it to Shen Yanfeng for review.
Because she didn't know Dai Rou's taste, she specially selected some Beijing dishes.
Shen Yanfeng took a quick look and handed the tablet back to her, "Add one more seat."
"Are there three people? Is Mr. Liao coming too?" she asked subconsciously.
He looked at her and suddenly smiled, "You."
Guan Mi paused.
Why did she want to go to this kind of dinner party with friends? She wanted to get off work early today.
She lowered her eyes and said calmly, "You and Miss Dai are reminiscing about the past. My presence might disturb you, but if there's anything you need me to handle, I can always come downstairs."
"I just met her not long ago, so there's nothing to talk about." Chen Yanfeng looked out the window. "Or do you have something else to do?"
"Well..." Guan Ya answered frankly, "I have some personal matters I want to take care of later."
After saying this, the man in the back seat remained silent. His profile was hidden in the dim light, and his expression was unclear.
Guan Mi thought he had tacitly agreed, so he relaxed a little and turned around.
"It's still working hours, Secretary Guan." Chen Yanfeng spoke calmly, but gave people a feeling that there was no room for negotiation. "Don't you have to be on standby by my side at all times as long as I don't rest?"
Guan Mi stared at the empty road ahead for a second, then turned around and replied, “Yes, Mr. Shen.”
She opened her phone and sent a WeChat message to Wen Li: [Go to bed soon. I have something urgent to do here and won’t be finished until very late.]
She forgot to turn down the volume, and the car was very quiet, so when the notification sound of Wen Li's reply rang, it seemed very abrupt.
Shen Yanfeng opened his eyes and looked calmly at the woman in the passenger seat holding her phone, her two thumbs clicking the screen frantically.
She continued to do this from time to time throughout the rest of the journey, but there was no harsh reminder tone.
But it still makes people feel extremely uncomfortable.
Dai Rou is even more beautiful than in the photos. She has a typical forest-style appearance, with long straight black hair, soft facial features that look non-aggressive, clear and lively eyes, and a natural sense of oxygen.
This seemingly gentle and fragile girl became the first female driver in China to enter the F1 race two years ago. Later, due to a hand injury, she seemed to have stopped racing.
When Dai Rou entered the restaurant, she saw the woman next to Chen Yanfeng and was not surprised. She smiled and sat down, took the water handed to her by Chen Yanfeng, and took a sip. "Secretary Guan, nice to meet you. Do you like the dress and shoes you wore last night?"
Guan Mi nodded, "I like it very much, thank you Miss Dai."
Dai Rou said in a casual tone: "Don't be so polite, just call me Seren."
"Is there anything you want to eat?" Shen Yanfeng handed her the menu.
"It's all right, you know. I've never been picky about food."
"Guan Ya ordered some hometown food for you."
"Really?" Dai Rou looked at Guan Mi, "I was thinking about that too."
Guan Mi smiled back.
She hardly spoke during the whole meal, just quietly listening to their chat, hoping it would end soon.
Wen Li became stubborn for some reason and insisted that she must call him after she was done.
When she was almost done eating, she once again looked up at the wall clock in front of her, but her gaze met Shen Yanfeng's exactly.
He didn't know how long he had been looking at her. His gaze was calm, but like silent deep water, it rose up quietly.
Although he didn't say anything, Guan Mi felt inexplicably chilled by the cold and stubborn gaze.
Dai Rou gave Guan Mi a gentle hug as she left. Guan Mi thought it was just a simple goodbye, but then he heard her whisper in his ear, "Are those shoes too high? They must hurt your feet. I'm so sorry, I chose them for you based on my own habits."
Guan Mi felt warm in his heart, not knowing how she knew. "It's okay, the shoes are beautiful, it's worth the pain."
Watching the car go away, Guan Mi glanced at the man beside him, then turned around and asked, "Boss Shen, can I go back and rest?"
Chen Yanfeng's eyebrows were stained with smiles. He took out a cigarette box from his coat pocket, took out a cigarette and put it between his lips, and said in a vague voice: "It's up to you."
They were two completely different people from when we were staring at each other at the dinner table just now, Guan Mi thought.
But since she was let go, she would hurry up.
But just as he took the first step, a crisp metallic collision sound came from behind him.
Guan Mi paused and turned his head to look reflexively.
A lighter fell at her feet.
The night wind blew in from the street, ruffling her hair.
Shen Yanfeng stood still, the cigarette still in his mouth.
Silently waiting.
Guan Mi understood what he meant, turned around, and bent down to pick it up. However, the tip of Shen Yanfeng's shoe had already touched the lighter. He bent his knees very slightly and picked it up with an easy hook.
Before she could stand up, the warmth of his palm had already wrapped around the lighter and stuffed it into her palm. The movement was very quick, and it was removed as soon as it touched her.
Looking at the lighter, Guan Mi frowned.
When she stood up, she smelled a faint scent of alcohol on the person in front of her, mixed with the coolness of the autumn night, lingering faintly at the tip of her nose.
She reached out her hand to him, holding the lighter firmly between two fingers, just wanting to end this unexpected episode quickly.
The next second, my wrist was suddenly grabbed.
She was startled and subconsciously tried to pull her hand back, but it was like being clamped by an iron clamp and could not move at all.
She suddenly looked up and glared at Shen Yanfeng, her eyes full of sudden panic.
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