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Song Wanyue pretended to be calm and left without looking back.

Although she felt that there was nothing to hide about this matter, for now, she didn't want people in the company to know about it.

She originally came to work here because of her mother's instructions.

It just so happened that she also needed a place to do an internship. It doesn't matter where you go, this is her cheap husband's company after all.

It is definitely more convenient and hassle-free than other places.

Over this period of time, I have gradually become familiar and close to my colleagues in the department.

I can also listen to gossip for free. Although the workload is sometimes heavy, it is generally relaxing and comfortable.

Song Wanyue doesn't want the current peace to be broken.

Moreover, if rumors spread that she got in through the back door by relying on this relationship, it would be so frustrating.

She came in based on her academic qualifications, and stayed here based on her diligence and strength.

It has nothing to do with Duan Baiting.

After returning to the department, Song Wanyue was always worried, fearing that the matter would be exposed.

I couldn't sit still any longer, so I sent a message to Duan Baiting.

——He wouldn't have misunderstood, would he?

When Duan Baiting is in the company, he is usually slow in replying to messages.

This time is no exception.

She waited anxiously for half an hour before her cell phone vibrated slightly.

——What misunderstanding?

Song Wanyue came back quickly.

——You misunderstood the relationship between you and me.

She looked at the display above and saw that the other party was typing, and about a few minutes passed.

Song Wanyue typed a question mark and was about to click send when Duan Baiting replied to her message.

——There is nothing to misunderstand about the relationship between you and me.

It's just a plain line of text, and I can't tell the tone of it. But somehow, Song Wanyue actually thought of the expression on his face when he typed these words.

His brows were plain, but his eyes were dark.

Perhaps, when he saw the message she sent, his brows frowned uncontrollably.

So Song Wanyue sent him a voice message and asked him to meet her at the coffee shop downstairs.

I ordered an American coffee and a tiramisu for him in advance.

He arrived as expected and came to the table with the waiter.

A pleasing appearance always makes people subconsciously take a second look, which is a kind of appreciation.

The waiter put down the Americano and desserts one by one, and before leaving, his eyes moved back and forth between the two of them.

Duan Baiting dragged out a chair and sat down with an indifferent expression: "What do you want me to do?"

Song Wanyue went straight to the point: "I felt like you seemed angry, so I coaxed you."

He raised his eyebrows slightly at first because of the first half of her sentence. Then he smiled faintly: "Coax me? How."

Song Wanyue thought about it, picked up the silver spoon, scooped a small piece of tiramisu in front of her, stretched out her arm, and fed it to Duan Baiting's mouth.

With a sweet smile: "Eating something sweet will make you feel better."

He was calm: "I don't like sweet things."

"I know." Song Wanyue fed her manually, imitating the action of pinching her cheeks to force her to open her mouth when he kissed her.

She pressed her fingers to both of his cheeks, squeezing them gently.

He obediently opened his eyes slightly without any resistance, and Song Wanyue fed the tiramisu into his mouth as she wished.

It has a soft texture that melts in your mouth, with a hint of bittersweetness.

It's not the taste he likes. But because it was Song Wanyue who fed him, he did not resist.

When she fed him the second bite in the same way, he still didn't resist.

The waiter at the counter witnessed this pink scene with his own eyes.

I finished a whole piece of tiramisu. The little girl put down the silver spoon and even touched his head with a smile: "So good."

The waiter was stunned. No matter how you looked at these two, the girl seemed to be younger. Judging from her dressing style and appearance, she was definitely a sweet girl.

The man was wearing a high-end formal suit with high quality, and he had a noble temperament and was serious.

A domineering boss with the scent of ebony.

This...the contrast between the characters is quite big.

Duan Baiting took a tissue and wiped his mouth: "Why don't you want others to know about our relationship?"

Song Wanyue guessed that he would ask: "I think it's very troublesome, and I will have to explain it then. What if they think I got in through connections, that would be an insult to my ability."

Duan Baiting looked at her without saying a word.

His eyes dimmed, and a look of condescending scrutiny emerged.

After a moment, he nodded: "Okay, I got it."

Song Wanyue asked him: "Are you angry?"

"Not really." He picked up the coffee cup and took a sip. She answered truthfully, "I'm just a little unhappy."

Song Wanyue simply dragged a chair to sit next to him, took his arm, and rested her head on his shoulder: "I can't wait to show off to the whole world that you are my husband. But I don't want to be the topic of gossip among others after dinner."

Duan Baiting rubbed her head gently: "That person won't say anything nonsense, don't worry."

She smiled and kissed him hard on the face: "My husband is the best~"

It was getting late, and as an ordinary employee, Song Wanyue was naturally no match for the big boss Duan Baiting, and she couldn't be absent from work for too long.

After coaxing the man, she left with the coffee.

Duan Baiting was still sitting there, maintaining the same posture as before.

Until another guest pushed the door open and the cold wind outside made him regain consciousness, he reached out and touched the place where he had been kissed.

There were even faint water stains. He lowered his head, and his long eyelashes could not hide the heavy smile in his eyes.

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In short, it was just as Duan Baiting said, that person did not talk nonsense everywhere.

However, another rumor suddenly appeared and spread rapidly in the company.

I heard that Mr. Duan is already taken, and the girl even came to the company to look for him.

Hearing this, Song Wanyue's heart skipped a beat.

The ears also involuntarily move closer to the source of the sound.

"Come to see President Duan? Who is she? What does she look like? Is she pretty?"

Another person shook his head: "I don't know. No one has seen her in person. I heard that President Duan went out for a while, and when she returned to the company, she had a lipstick mark on her face."

Song Wanyue was stunned.

It seemed like she kissed Duan Baiting a little too hard just now, why didn't he wipe it off?

She complained in her heart, feeling a pair of eyes fixed on her.

When I raised my eyes, my gaze met Xiao He's.

He was so sleepy that his eyes were fighting each other. He was about to go to the tea room to make a cup of coffee when he heard this gossip.

He joined the group chat with a meaningful tone: "Our President Duan's taste must be not bad. She must be a great beauty."

Hearing the word "great beauty", Song Wanyue straightened her back in agreement.

At least he has some vision.

After a pause, he added slowly, "She has a good figure, good looks, and she is gentle and pretty."

This was clearly a mockery of her for not being gentle enough.

Princess Song glared at him fiercely.

The rumor spread more and more widely, and in just one afternoon it almost spread throughout the entire company.

Those female employees who secretly had a crush on Duan Baiting were secretly sad.

However, Xiao He did not forget to tease Song Wanyue in private: "Are you really not going to make your relationship with Mr. Duan public?"

She lifted her long hair proudly: "If I make it public, won't those male colleagues in the company who have a crush on me be heartbroken to death?"

Xiao He secretly sneered in his heart, this guy is really narcissistic.

But she has the capital to be narcissistic, as many people in the company do have a crush on her.

There are quite a few people who are openly in love, including the bouquet of flowers sent to the department now.

Juliet roses, surrounded by green eucalyptus leaves, wrapped in off-white kraft paper.

There was a card on top.

——I wish you a pleasant afternoon.

Since Song Wanyue was born, she has received countless flowers, so she can remain calm and even feel a little disgusted.

He threw the flowers into the trash can without even looking up.

Finally, Xiao He picked it up and cut a few branches and put them in the vase in the office.

They say it's just for decoration, to make use of waste.

Song Wanyue followed his lead and continued with the work at hand.

It's such a large group, but I didn't realize it when I was interning there. All I did all day was some odd jobs.

After becoming a full-time employee, I had more things to do and then I understood why the salaries in the legal department are so high.

She had a splitting headache from staring at the documents and drank three cups of coffee a day.

The consequence is that I feel extremely excited at night and not sleepy at all.

Aunt Qin specially cooked a soup for her, adding Poria cocos and lotus seeds to it, which has the effect of helping her sleep and calming the mind.

Song Wanyue drank two large bowls in one breath.

After taking a shower and lying in bed, it was still early.

Duan Baiting no longer works in the study, but takes his computer to the bedroom.

He sat on the bed, looking at the data scrolling on the screen with a focused look.

Song Wanyue was wearing a facial mask while chatting with him about the gossip she had heard recently in the company.

So-and-so is getting married, and so-and-so broke up.

It was meaningless, but she spoke with relish.

Like a little beggar who picks up trash and then hands it to him as if it were a treasure.

I don't know what tickled his funny bone, but the man who had been concentrating on his work just now lowered his head and chuckled.

Song Wanyue was confused: "What's so funny about other people breaking up?"

He shook his head and closed the computer: "Time to go to bed." He

took the pillow that she had thrown away and put it behind her head. He glanced at the mask on her face: "Isn't it time yet?"

Song Wanyue glanced at her phone, exclaimed, and rushed to the bathroom.

She forgot to set the alarm, no wonder she always felt a stinging sensation on her face.

The mask has dried up, how can it not hurt?

The two bowls of calming soup she drank in the evening did not have much effect. The refreshing effect of coffee made her extremely excited.

The man lying next to her had even calmed down, but she was unusually awake.

Repeatedly adjust sleeping position and toss and turn.

Finally, Duan Baiting held her in his arms and stopped her from being restless.

"Can't sleep?"

The voice was hoarse and low, like someone who had just woken up.

Song Wanyue felt aggrieved, her face rubbed in his arms, sobbing in her throat: "I drank too much coffee during the day."

He chuckled helplessly: "I told you to drink less, but you didn't listen."

She felt even more aggrieved: "But I'm sleepy. I'll be very sleepy if I don't drink."

Duan Baiting turned on the bedside lamp: "Tell you a bedtime story?"

Song Wanyue didn't want to: "That's for coaxing children. I'm an adult already."

"Really?" He touched her face, with a smile, imitating her tone, "You are so disobedient, it turns out you are already an adult."

Song Wanyue heard that he was deliberately teasing her, snorted, and leaned on his shoulder in dissatisfaction and took a bite.

The bite was not severe through the nightgown.

He hugged her tightly, and his body reacted, which Song Wanyue noticed.

After all, the staggering size is too hard to ignore.

She heard Duan Baiting's voice falling into her ears, deeper than before, asking for her opinion: "Telling stories doesn't work, then how do you want me to coax you to sleep?"

She blushed and hooked her fingers on his pajamas: "Stories are for children, and for adults I must use... adult methods."

Duan Baiting told her: "Then you will be even more unable to sleep."

"I don't care, I can't be the only one who can't sleep."

He took her out of his arms, pinched her face, and smiled casually: "So domineering?"

She said stubbornly and arrogantly: "That's right."

Duan Baiting finally gave in to her.

I opened the drawer and took out a brand new box from the full box and opened it.

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The whole night was full of ups and downs. As expected, Song Wanyue did not sleep well.

I was still yawning while eating breakfast. But what made her dissatisfied was why Duan Baiting seemed to be normal.

Aunt Qin served her porridge, her face showing some worry: "It seems that the calming soup last night didn't work. I'll make some more for you tonight."

Song Wanyue hurriedly said, "It's okay, Aunt Qin, the calming soup is very useful. I just drank too much coffee during the day."

After listening to her, Aunt Qin did not forget to remind her: "Then you have to drink less today. Look at your heavy dark circles."

She was startled and took out a mirror to look at herself: "Are they very heavy?"

It seemed a little.

She then took out a powder puff and pressed it under her eyes. After making sure it was not noticeable, she packed her things away.

In the morning, Duan Baiting was going to attend a roundtable meeting and did not go with Song Wanyue. Ask the driver to take her to the company.

When Xiao He saw her coming in the morning, he hurried to share his joy with her. He followed the methods she taught him and successfully made an appointment with the girl for dinner.

And she seemed quite interested in herself.

Song Wanyue turned on the computer: "Good news."

Xiao He scratched his head shyly: "But I don't know what to wear. You know my aesthetic taste. What if her impression of me is greatly reduced after we meet? Then all the points of good impression I have gained in front of her in the past few days will be reset to zero."

Song Wanyue looked up and down at his aesthetic taste. It was actually not bad, quite refreshing, but the style did not match his.

Plus, his height and looks are also handsome, which adds to his overall appearance.

Song Wanyue opened Taobao and selected a few sets of clothes for him: "If you wear them like this in the future, it will definitely raise your level by several levels."

Xiao He was so grateful to her that he almost became her believer.

After yesterday's lesson, Song Wanyue didn't dare touch coffee for the whole day.

She also declined Su Ge's invitation to afternoon tea.

The bouquet of roses arrived on time again today. Song Wanyue frowned and looked at the card again and again, but did not see the signature or phone number.

Who is this blind and annoying person who sends her flowers every day?

She threw it into the trash can and warned Xiao He not to pick it up again.

Xiao He nodded: "Why are you so angry? If someone likes you, it means he has good taste."

Song Wanyue didn't care: "If someone likes me, it means I'm excellent. What does it have to do with his taste? Sending flowers to my workplace every few days, what if the news gets to the ears of someone with ulterior motives and he gets jealous?"

Xiao He was silent for a while. Could it be that the person with ulterior motives she was referring to was Mr. Duan?

But that serious, calm and reserved man obviously doesn't seem like the type who would get jealous.

Thinking of his indifferent and disdainful look, Xiao He shuddered.

I couldn't even imagine what he would feel like if he was jealous.

After the roundtable meeting ended and they left the hotel, Secretary Qin glanced at Duan Baiting's upcoming schedule.

Mr. Liu from Shengyuan Group started making reservations for this meal half a month ago, but Duan Baiting only agreed yesterday.

The dinner was at noon. Secretary Qin walked up with an iPad and said, "Mr. Duan, do you want to go directly there or go back to the company first?"

The man looked at his watch and said, "Let's go directly there."

The man next to him was the manager of the Quality Inspection Department, who came with Duan Baiting this time.

After answering a phone call, he walked forward and said, "Then I'll go back to the company first, Mr. Duan."

Duan Baiting nodded and said nothing.

This is a no-parking section, so the car is parked on the roadside ahead. Duan Baiting stands here waiting for the driver to drive over.

Secretary Qin smiled and talked to the other party: "I just heard Manager Sun ask on the phone whether the flowers have been delivered. Are you in love?"

The man smiled calmly: "Not yet, we're just in the pursuit stage."

Secretary Qin's gossiping spirit was just right: "From our company?"

He nodded and smiled mysteriously: "Yes, Secretary Qin may have seen her."

"Oh?" Secretary Qin raised his eyes, "Can you tell me which department she is from? Let me guess."

The man did not hide it at all: "From the Legal Department."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a sharp and cold gaze falling on him.

It was like a sharp blade, splitting him in half.

Duan Baiting lit a cigarette gloomily: "When did the R&D department become related to the Legal Department?"

The R&D department and the Legal Department are on different floors and rarely have the opportunity to meet.

Obviously, he didn't expect Duan Baiting to speak at this time. What's more, I didn't expect that he would actually care about the love life of his subordinates.

Manager Sun was stunned and did not notice Secretary Qin's meaningful and hesitant expression.

Afterwards, he smiled and talked about this heart-warming first encounter: "Once I went downstairs to buy coffee and forgot to bring my wallet, and my phone happened to be turned off, so she paid for me. I asked her for her contact information and said I would pass it to her later, but she didn't give it to me. It was only a few days ago that I saw her in the elevator by chance, and I specifically asked about her and found out that she was a newcomer in the legal department."

When he mentioned this person, the smile in his eyes was full of unconcealable love.