Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Lu put on her bag, her eyes briefly scanned the suit on her desk.
âGreat taste. The president will like it. Okay, got to go.â
âAlright, see you tomorrow.â
Lin Yazhi observed the cold beauty leaving the office a bit gracelessly. Something on Lu that teased her fashion sense. The wrinkles on her clothes â a fashion alert, especially the skirt, it was as if ... it had been violently torn?
Throughout Luâs way back home, she pondered, trying to piece out the best sentence for her inquiry. She opened her mouth, yet words were called on halt by her throat, as she realized Huo Li was there too, âWe need to talk when we get home.â
âPlease do it now. I wouldnât mind,â laughed Huo.
â...â
PLEASE, I do mind.
Lu was utterly silent for the next 30 minutes heading home. She neither initiated any conversation nor responded to Huoâs silly jokes and naughty gestures.
When they got back to their bungalow, after Huo sending his fanboy cruelly away with a simple wave, Lu dragged him all the way upstairs to his room before taking off his shoes completely.
She shut the door tight and leaned against the door, where Huo stood before him with his usual laid-back expression.
Staring at the brief smile on his face, her heart ached as the little request escaped accidentally from her mouth, âCould you not... do that again at the office?â
âThat? What?â Replied Huo innocently, as if an accused suspect at a cross-examination.
â!â She ground her teeth.
You knew what I meant, stop acting as if I was born yesterday.
Both of them took their time so much that every single senior worker at the Secretaryâs Office knew what âbusinessâ the two of them were doing.
Before they revealed their brother-sister relationship to the public, everything felt formal, proper and deem as a business conversation. Now... well...
âYou know what I meant, Huo Yunting.â
âWell, Lu Zhaoyang, we had done quite a lot of stuff at the office, so Iâm not sure which you want me to not do... like...â His hand caught her cheeks and his fingers slipped through her skin, with a curve at her neck that hooked her chin.
Lu shuddered, she froze till his hands grabbed her collar, âSTOP!â She cried.
To be frank, Huo Yunting did not do anything outrageous to her body. He just rubbed her collar gently, with fingers accidentally stroking her neck.
âDonât you think that would hinder our work progress a lot? A workplace is a place for work!â She emphasized, with a strong will to stop this from happening again.
âItâll be easier if we open up ourselves to the public.â His fingers carried on rubbing her collar suggestively.
âNEVERMIND!â She slammed his hands down and opened the door behind.
What am I even thinking? When the hell did that devil listen to my request before?
But before Lu left the room like the typical romance genre protagonist, the man grabbed her into his embrace again. Her hand remained at the door knob, immobilized.
âIs that a âyesâ?â
âWhat âyesâ? You said nothing about your request, what do I say âyesâ to?â Said Huo with his nose on her neck, sniffing the pheromone effemated from her body â it was comforting.
âOkay, I need my dinner now. Bye.â
Okay, I surrender. You can let go now, pig. Whatever you want to do. Not gonna care anymore!
Huo Yunting did not let her go, instead, he bit her earlobe, âYou are my head secretary, you reserve all the rights to make sound suggestions for me. But you decided to be hesitant of your words all the time, donât blame me if your suggestions get mistaken...â
SERIOUSLY, you know what I wanted!
âMy request is, you need to stop doing those things which must not be spoken to the world, can you?â
Is that clear enough?
Huo Yunting tilted his head, in a confused failure of computing the request.
âWhat unspeakable things to the world? What nonsense are you thinking the whole day at the office, Lu Zhaoyang?â