Xie Rongzhuo's arms were like iron clamps, and he carried her into the car effortlessly.
He bent down, put his big hand behind her head, turned his head and glanced casually across the street. The moment he turned his head, Shen Mi saw the indifference and arrogance in his eyes. His eyes accidentally met hers in the air, and the emotion in Xie Rongzhuo's eyes was fleeting.
He lowered his eyes and looked at her deeply, then took his hand behind her head away, stood up, closed the door, walked around to the other side and sat in. The car was instantly filled with the breath of Xie Rongzhuo, and Shen Mi's mind went blank for a moment, not even bothering to talk about the most basic etiquette, fastened his seat belt and quickly turned his head to look out the window.
I just happened to see Ke Zhan across the street.
Xie Rongzhuo: "Drive."
"Okay, Mr. Xie, do you want to send Secretary Shen off first?" Lao Zhou asked.
"Um."
Xie Rongzhuo didn't seem very happy.
Shen Mi retracted her gaze and turned her head to peek at his suit jacket, and immediately saw that the shoulder was rubbed by her lipstick. Although the suit was dark, the "flaw" was particularly obvious on Xie Rongzhuo.
She licked her lips and said, "Boss, how about we go directly to your house? I'll send your coat downstairs for dry cleaning."
Xie Rongzhuo drooped his eyelashes slightly, glanced at the lipstick marks on the coat, and said nothing.
"I'll pay for it." Shen Mi said, "I'm sorry for what happened just now. I didn't mean it."
Automatically ignore the fact that he was being used and try to get away with it.
"Return to Shangboyue Mansion."
Unexpectedly, Xie Rongzhuo really didn't pursue the matter any further.
Lao Zhou: “Okay.”
It was a heinous crime to dirty the clothes of a person with mysophobia. Shen Mi planned to atone for his sins by working: "Boss, can I make you some breakfast tomorrow morning?"
Xie Rongzhuo leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.
"Um."
He was a little too gullible today.
Shen Mi couldn't believe that he could easily escape after taking advantage of Xie Rongzhuo.
I was anxious all night, waiting for trouble to come.
However, when she woke up the next morning, Xie Rongzhuo did not bother her.
Just turn the page like this
Xie Rongzhuo is such a little angel!
*
Shen Mi made him a whole box of cherry-flavored Snow Meringue and also took an extra box of cherries to bring to him.
She entered the password and entered Xie Rongzhuo's house, put down the food bag, peeked into the master bedroom, then went to wash her hands and prepared to help him put on his tie.
Ten minutes later, the door of the master bedroom opened on time. Xie Rongzhuo came out to get some water and drank half a cup, then looked at the breakfast on the dining table.
Except for the first time he came to his house, Shen Mi never saw Xie Rongzhuo in dishevel again. Every morning he would wash up and change his clothes before coming out. His idol baggage was heavier than that of an idol.
He has the habit of getting up early and drinking water, no wonder his skin is so good.
Shen Mi raised her hand and touched her face, which was a little dry. Although her skin was white, it was very thin. When the wind blew in winter, it became red and painful. In front of nature, all natural beauty was fake.
Her movements happened to be caught by Xie Rongzhuo's sight. He put down the cup of water, turned around and walked into the public washroom.
When he came out, he had a box of skin care set in his hand.
"It's a gift from a partner. I don't need it. You take it."
Shen Mi knew that this brand was very expensive: "...Give it all to me?"
Xie Rongzhuo: “Yeah.”
Shen Mi took it: "Thank you, boss."
Xie Rongzhuo sat at the dining table, rolled up his shirt sleeves and ate breakfast slowly. Seeing his cherished eyes, not wasting a single piece, Shen Mi suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment.
Xie Rongzhuo didn’t have the habit of eating breakfast before, so his preference was not recorded in the book, and Shen Mi had to discover it on his own.
"Do you eat fried dough sticks?" Shen Mi asked.
Xie Rongzhuo: "Can you do it?"
Shen Mi nodded: "When I was a kid, my parents were not around, so I cooked for myself. I learned the basic skills. As long as the dish is not particularly complicated, I can cook it after reading the recipe."
Xie Rongzhuo glanced at her hands and said, "No."
Shen Mi asked again: "Then do you want to eat steamed osmanthus cake?"
"Um."
Xie Rongzhuo didn't mention what happened yesterday, as if he had completely forgotten that he had been used by her.
Are you so easy to please
Just one breakfast to coax him? ?
It turns out that Xie Rongzhuo is a sucker for flattery!
*
Lao Zhou was waiting downstairs. When he saw Shen Mi, his eyes became ambiguous: "Secretary Shen, good morning."
"morning."
Shen Mi wanted to explain why Xie Rongzhuo hugged her yesterday, but she turned her head to glance at the man behind her and didn't dare to say a word.
Let it be a misunderstanding. She wasn’t the one who started it first, and she isn’t the one who suffers the loss.
Shen Mi didn't have to attend today's morning meeting, so he was just reading some documents at his workstation.
Shen Mi's workstation was not in the office area, but in a separate open area, similar to the left and right bodyguards who sat on both sides of the podium when he was in school. When he looked up, he saw the president's office. Under Xie Rongzhuo's nose, he could not do anything.
The advantages are good lighting, a spotless glass curtain wall next to it, a view of the city, many precious green plants next to it, and good air. The working environment can be said to be what workers dream of, and being a guardian is not unbearable.
Shen Mi bought coffee for Xie Rongzhuo in advance, put the urgent documents that needed his signature today on his desk, and distributed various documents required by colleagues. After finishing his own work, he started to look at the project plan.
At noon, a shared address sent by Zhang Zhiqing popped up on WeChat.
Zhang Zhiqing: Mi Mi, come to my house tomorrow to attend my birthday party!
Shen Mi closed the folder, opened the calendar and took a look. He then went to the tea room with a cup of water and called Zhang Zhiqing: "Isn't your birthday next September? How come it's the end of November now?"
"Isn't this just to redress your grievances in advance?" Zhang Zhiqing said, "My uncle doesn't have Zhao Baili's contact information saved, and I'm embarrassed to mobilize a large group of people to ask other people, as that would make us look guilty. So I might as well hold a birthday party in advance and invite her over!"
Shen Mi: "Qingqing, you don't have to—"
"Don't be moved yet. This is not only for you but also for myself." Zhang Zhiqing said, "My uncle asked me to go back to work next week. It's almost the New Year and it's so cold outside. I will be trapped in bed and have no way to go to work. So I decided to celebrate my birthday in advance, give myself two months of birthday leave, and go back to work next year! How about this idea?"
Shen Mi: “Excellent.”
*
Zhang Zhiqing's family lived in the same neighborhood as Xie Rongzhuo's. This neighborhood had only one household per floor, and it was a famous luxury home in the downtown area of Guangzhou. However, Xie Rongzhuo lived in a duplex on the top floor, which was the only one in the developer's hands. It was not something that anyone with money could buy. Zhang Zhiqing lived more than a dozen floors away from him.
As soon as the elevator door opened, Shen Mi heard laughter from inside.
"Mi Mi is here!" Zhang Zhiqing was wearing a light-colored slim-fitting dress, with her long hair lazily scattered on her fair shoulders. She was as beautiful as a little princess. She took Shen Mi's hand and led her into the living room: "Let me introduce to you all, this is my best friend from college, Shen Mi!"
Zhang Zhiqing only made friends with daughters of wealthy families. A room full of pretty young ladies surrounded her, and the dazzling jewels made Shen Mi dizzy.
"Hello Shen Mi, nice to meet you."
The young ladies were surprisingly kind.
Shen Mi: "Hello everyone, nice to meet you."
"Don't be so polite, they are all my childhood friends."
The girls joked, "Is your childhood friend still abroad?"
Zhang Zhiqing smiled evilly: "Okay, then you all don't want to be friends with me anymore, leave the gifts behind and go away."
"Humph, I'm not leaving! I want to stay and see the beauty. Miss Shen, what are you holding?"
Shen Mi, who had seen a lot of hypocrisy in the workplace, suddenly envied Zhang Zhiqing for having a group of real sisters. She didn't have to speak in a pretentious manner or be so cautious about other people's faces. She relaxed instantly.
"The gift for Qingqing is a round fan that I embroidered myself."
Zhang Zhiqing exclaimed: "Oh my god, it's so beautiful!" She gave Shen Mi a big hug: "Thank you Mi Mi, I like it very much."
"Ah, now I remember, Shen Mi, you are the pretty girl who helped Qingqing organize her birthday party a few years ago, right?"
"It's me." Shen Mi said modestly, "You are more beautiful."
"We are not as pretty as you. I have a nose augmentation." The girl pulled the pretty girl with big curly hair next to her and said, "Her breasts are fake. And the others have spent millions on medical beauty. Here, only you and Qingqing are original, okay?"
Shen Mi's beauty is glamorous yet elegant. Her beauty is pleasing to the eye and appeals to both men and women. It makes people jealous of her beauty but at the same time they can't help but be attracted to her. She is a successful example of a girl changing a lot when she grows up.
When Shen Mi was in junior high school, her eyes were covered by thick bangs, her skin was tanned, and she couldn't adapt to the two lumps of flesh that grew out of her growth, so she always hunched over. Especially during her menstrual period, when she had no money to buy sanitary napkins, she would always get her school uniform dirty. She was so ashamed and inferior that she wished she could be invisible.
Later, she went to college and worked part-time in a store. She was not exposed to the sun and wind, and she learned how to take care of her skin. After taking care of it for half a year, she discovered her true skin color. It turned out that her skin was not dark, but even whiter than all the girls in the dormitory.
Then, several seniors asked for her contact information and praised her beauty. Only then did she pick up the mirror and look blankly and seriously at her 18-year-old self.
It turns out she isn't that ugly.
In Zhang Zhiqing's eyes, Shen Mi is not good-looking, but stunning. She was attracted by this tall and thin beauty the first time she moved into the dormitory. She wanted to throw herself on her and bury her chest in hers. She didn't expect that she would become more and more beautiful.
The key point is that Shen Mi herself never thinks she is beautiful. This kind of restrained charm makes her look softer and more seductive.
"Hey, don't keep staring at her, Mi Mi is very shy." Zhang Zhiqing had the impression that Shen Mi was an introverted girl.
Shen Mi: "No, I also like looking at pretty ladies."
The girls laughed: "Did you hear that, Zhang Zhiqing? Shen Mi doesn't mind being watched by us. Do you want to keep her for yourself?"
Zhang Zhiqing looked at the calm Shen Mi and scratched his head: "There have been a lot of changes in the past few years."
The elevator door opened and another person came in. It was Zhao Baili.
Seeing Shen Mi, Zhao Baili was stunned, then rolled his eyes, turned to look at Zhang Zhiqing, and changed his expression very quickly, smiling flatteringly: "Qingqing, happy birthday, this is the gift my mother asked me to bring you, this is from my father, and this is from me."
The eldest daughter of Mena Capital is actually trying to please Zhang Zhiqing? Shen Mi suddenly became a little curious about the status of Zhang Zhiqing's uncle in the business world.
"By the way, Qingqing, did you change your phone number? Or was it Zhong Xu who told me that today was your birthday? Don't forget to add each other on WeChat later."
"Okay." Zhang Zhiqing handed the gift to her aunt, pulled Shen Mi over, and said, "Let me introduce you. This is Zhao Baili, my cousin. Cousin, this is Shen Mi, my best friend."
Zhao Baili smiled reluctantly: "Do you know each other?"
Zhang Zhiqing pulled Zhao Baili aside to talk.
After a while, the two of them returned to the living room hand in hand happily. When they met Shen Mi's gaze, Zhao Baili's hostility towards her suddenly disappeared: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you last time."
Shen Mi stood up: "Thank you Miss Zhao for your trust."
"I don't trust you, I trust Qingqing. She said you have a positive outlook and would never do such a thing. I believe in her judgment." Zhao Baili stretched out his hand: "You must have something extraordinary to be appreciated by Grandpa Zhong and to have Qingqing make such a big show to plead for you. Let's be friends."
Shen Mi held her hand generously: "Okay."
"bite"-
The elevator door opened again and everyone turned to look at the door.
Seeing Xie Rongzhuo coming in, Shen Mi was stunned.
"Uncle!"
Zhang Zhiqing shouted.
Uncle
—Xie Rongzhuo is Zhang Zhiqing’s uncle
"Uncle Xie, long time no see, you look so cool today too!" The group of people who are obsessed with looks shifted their attention to Xie Rongzhuo and stared at him without blinking.
However, everyone knew Xie Rongzhuo's cold temper. No matter how arrogant he was, he would not dare to act unruly in front of this giant Buddha. The infatuated girl slipped away from the room in a few seconds to talk in private.
Soon, only Xie Rongzhuo, Zhang Zhiqing, and the dazed Shen Mi were left in the living room.
Shen Mi was stunned for a long time before she digested this information. The big boss that she was so scared of turned out to be her best friend's uncle. She was very calm not to be rude on the spot.
Xie Rongzhuo glanced at Shen Mi, handed the gift to Zhang Zhiqing, and said, "You guys have fun, I have something else to do."
Zhang Zhiqing looked nervous: "Thank you, uncle."
The elevator door closed.
Zhang Zhiqing breathed a sigh of relief: "Luckily I didn't get scolded. I was scared to death."
She turned around and saw Shen Mi, who was dumbfounded. He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes: "Mi Mi? What are you doing?"
Shen Mi opened his eyes blankly: "You... don't have dad's last name?"
Zhang Zhiqing: "Take your mother's last name, what's wrong?"
"No, nothing."
All the coincidences were instantly explained reasonably.
"Strange," Zhang Zhiqing said with a confused expression, "Haven't you met before? You were in Shencheng on my birthday during my freshman year. Didn't you see my uncle that day?"
"without."
Shen Mi never thought that Xie Rongzhuo would have such a big niece. Moreover, one of them was surnamed Xie and the other was surnamed Zhang, so even if there were many coincidences, she didn't dare to identify them.
Shen Mi: "Actually, I have been working in your uncle's company."
Zhang Zhiqing:
*
On the way home, Shen Mi clicked on his master's WeChat profile picture.
Shen Mi: Master, can you imagine
Shen Mi: My boss
Shen Mi: He is actually my college roommate’s uncle!
dsm: You didn’t know before
Shen Mi: I don’t know! I haven’t seen him.
Shen Mi: But now I suspect he has seen me!
Four years ago, Shen Mi and Zhang Zhiqing were not particularly familiar with each other. He helped her arrange the birthday party purely to make money. Shen Mi learned calligraphy from his grandfather since he was a child. Perhaps it was a talent, as his calligraphy was very beautiful.
That day she was sitting at the table writing in her homemade Hanfu. Maybe because she was dressed differently, the rich young men found it interesting and kept coming up to her to chat with her. Fortunately, Ke Zhan was there and blocked the enemies for her.
She didn't know what Ke Zhan had said to them, and she didn't care as long as no one came to disturb them.
As for Xie Rongzhuo, Shen Mi didn't notice him at all. And with Xie Rongzhuo's arrogant and cold personality, he would definitely not come over to chat with her.
Shen Mi: I actually! I have been saying bad things about my sister and uncle behind their backs!
Shen Mi: I am guilty
DSM: How much did you say
Shen Mi inexplicably felt that this sentence carried a familiar sense of indifference.
But I didn’t care too much: But I don’t plead guilty!
Shen Mi: Because he really is a scumbag
So tempting.
Especially when he hugged her, Shen Mi dared to say that no one could resist such a boyfriend's power. Although she didn't want to admit it, she did fall in Xie Rongzhuo's arms for a few seconds.
After a carefree venting.
Shen Mi couldn't help but sigh: The world is so small
dsm: can be even smaller
The author has something to say:
Shen Xiaomi: I feel that Master’s handwriting looks even colder.
Uncle Xie: Your feeling is very accurate.
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I will enter V in the next chapter, and there will be some good chapters dropped~ Thank you for the support of the fairies!