No sooner had the words left his mouth than a blizzard swept across the man's handsomely icy face, and the whole office seemed to turn into the Arctic tundra.
Liang Qian's legs trembled as he submitted a stack of photos amid the howling cold wind, "BOSS, I personally shadowed this one!"
Leng Sichen glanced casually at the photos, then suddenly flung them into the air.
"Whoosh—" The photos fluttered like snowflakes.
Liang Qian huddled his shoulders like a quail, not daring to utter a sound.
He knew the background of the little bodyguard beside the boss, the childhood friend who lived next door to the boss, who had chased him for many years, but hadn't the boss always disliked her?
Why would he suddenly care about her out of the blue, even having his special assistant called up from bed late at night to personally shadow her, and then fly into such a rage because she went into a hotel with another man?
However, he unexpectedly discovered something quite surprising today; that tomboyish, violent little bodyguard actually looked pretty good with a bit of dressing up.
He nearly didn't recognize her until he saw her throw a drunkard who had come up to hit on her several meters away with a judo throw, confirming it was indeed her.
"Er, BOSS, is there... is there anything else you need me to do? Do you want me to bring her back?" Seeing Leng Sichen's face darkened and him not speaking for a long time, Liang Qian swallowed and, plucking up his courage, asked.
"Scram." The man in front of the office desk spat out the word through his thin lips.
"Phew!" Liang Qian, as if hearing sweet music, dashed out, grateful for his narrow escape.
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The next morning.
Xia Yuxun turned comfortably several times, then sleepily rubbed her eyes.
"Awake?" Ou Mingxuan leaned against the headboard, lit a cigarette, and watched her with a half-smile.
"Hmm..." Xia Yuxun grunted, stretched out her hand to snatch his cigarette, crushed it into the ashtray beside her to extinguish it, then continued to snuggle into his embrace, found a comfortable position, and closed her eyes again.
Ou Mingxuan looked at her in astonishment, not expecting her to be so calm; he thought when she awoke from the alcohol and found herself in the same bed with him, and her clothes changed into pajamas, she would hysterical.
He couldn't help but wonder if the girl was still not fully awake, or... maybe she was somewhat sober last night, or perhaps, she did not reject him?
"Xia Yuxun, you..."
"Shut up!" Xia Yuxun irritably buried her head under the blanket.
Ou Mingxuan: "..."
Women always went out of their way to strike up a conversation with him and begged him to speak; she actually found him annoying!
Do you have any idea how wasteful that is, you wretched girl?
The room was dead silent; who knows how long passed when Xia Yuxun suddenly jolted, shook a bit, and with a panic and confusion she whispered timidly, "Sen... Senior?"
Seeing her startled reaction, Ou Mingxuan twitched the corner of his mouth somewhat speechlessly. It turned out her previous calmness wasn't due to composure, but sheer obliviousness and drowsiness!
Suddenly feeling the urge to tease, Ou Mingxuan's seductive peach blossom eyes lifted slightly, and his lips curved into a smile, "Senior? Darling, last night... that's not what you were calling me!"