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Thus, captivated by the beauty of Supervisor, Luo Fini completely fell into the role of Zhu Xue's "maid."
From that moment on, the office frequently witnessed a series of amusing antics that were both laughable and exasperating.
First:
"Guai Guai Fu, bring me tea!" Zhu Xue lounged in his chair with his legs crossed, exuding an air of a wealthy master.
"Yes, sir!" Luo Fini mimicked the voice of a eunuch, bowing her head obediently while secretly thinking, Hmph, I'll make you choke on it!
Second:
"Guai Guai Fu, let's go!" Whenever this command was issued, it meant that the master Zhu Xue was going on an "inspection."
At this point, the little follower Luo Fini had to closely trail behind him. The two would leave the art department, take a stroll around the company, then go downstairs and back up again, finally taking a short break on the rooftop.
Of course, this scenario usually occurred when Zhu Xue was struggling with his ideas or having trouble painting. Although it happened only once every half month, it was enough to make Luo Fini feel utterly humiliated.
Who in the company didn’t know that they were like conjoined twins, inseparable? Even the old stickler Technical Director, who had a close relationship with the big boss, couldn't help but cast ambiguous glances at her. At that moment, she wished she could immediately don a Supervisor mask to hide from this embarrassing situation.
Third:
"Guai Guai Fu, 2B!" Zhu Xue buried himself in a pile of manuscript paper, one hand outstretched, waiting for her to hand him a pencil.
"Coming right up—" This time, Luo Fini switched to the tone of a waiter, plastering a fake smile on her face while her inner thoughts screamed: You’re the 2B! Your whole family is 2B!
Of course, this situation could also extend to 4B; during those times, her inner turmoil could rival the floodgates of the Three Gorges.
Over the course of half a month, Luo Fini found herself "bloodied" countless times, and scenes of her "spitting blood" were not uncommon. To prevent herself from exploding with anger, she found an excellent outlet for her frustrations—her big brother.
Whenever she felt overwhelmed with anger, she would storm into the general manager's office and unleash her "wrath" on him. If it was close to lunchtime or quitting time, even better; she would directly disturb his sweet dreams.
She would bounce on his bed pretending to test its elasticity; roll up blankets into a ball and practice boxing on imaginary opponents; throw pillows around like cannonballs; and even mimic hair salon assistants by giving him an impromptu shampoo.
The effects of these antics were quite evident as her big brother's cries grew more frequent. There was even one time he looked in the mirror to find himself sporting dark circles under his eyes and was so startled he looked as if he had seen a ghost.
Heh heh, this is what he gets for designing my fate!
With her older brother as an outlet for her frustrations, Luo Fini felt a significant improvement in her mental state. As the end of her confinement period approached, her mood brightened even more.
On one hand, it might be that after being enslaved for so long, she had gradually gotten used to it. The once fierce and aggressive feelings she harbored had weakened over time as she became more accustomed to the toil.
On the other hand, Zhu Xue had generously gifted her a dozen large illustrations. The lines of these sketches flowed beautifully, and the expressions of the characters were vividly captured. Once colored, they became even more striking. She plastered these artworks on the walls of her room and would often lie on her bed, drooling over them and letting her imagination run wild.
There was no denying that Zhu Xue was indeed talented.
She had heard that his paintings were extremely popular in Japan and fetched a high price. Sometimes, she couldn't help but wonder why someone so exceptional would return to their home country. Why would he join this company? Was it really true, as he claimed during the interview, that the developing China was more appealing?
No, she thought he was just putting on a facade. From what she knew of him, there must be something in the company that brought him joy.
But why did the first thing that came to her mind have to be herself?
No way! That thought was simply too shocking!
Luo Fini shook her head vigorously, trying to dispel this abnormal idea from her mind.
However, once this thought took root in her heart, it became impossible to eradicate.
It would occasionally pop up, occupying her thoughts.
At the same time, external distractions grew increasingly severe.
For instance, a close colleague grabbed her arm and asked with a gossiping tone, "Come on, confess! Are you dating the Art Team Leader?"
What? How could such rumors arise? Given how unwilling she felt and how he treated her like a servant with his smug demeanor, there was no trace of any relationship!
"Look at how cold he is to everyone else but treats you completely differently."
Please! He was just pretending to be nice; in reality, he was anything but honest. He even forced kisses… Ah? Get your thoughts back on track!
Being mistreated by him could hardly be called special treatment! Missy, are you perhaps a masochist?
Yet despite her verbal rebuttal, she couldn't help but let her mind wander.
Upon reflection, perhaps there was some truth to what her colleague said.
If he didn't have some feelings for her, why would he kiss her?
Ugh, no way! She knew he was the type who always looked for fun in everything; how could he possibly like her?
Two completely different thoughts clashed violently in Luo Fini's mind, leaving her feeling flustered and distressed.
"Ugh! This is so annoying!" She couldn't help but grab her hair in frustration.
"What’s bothering you? Have you fallen for me?" Zhu Xue's face suddenly appeared in her line of sight without warning, startling her into a shiver. Just a moment ago, he had been sitting at his desk, focused on his drawing; how did he suddenly come over?
Luo Fini struggled to steady her emotions and forced a laugh. "Heh, fall for you? Not a chance!"
"Is that so?" Zhu Xue looked at her with a half-smile, his eyes filled with certainty. "One day, you will fall for me." As he spoke, he reached out and gently brushed his finger against her cheek.
Luo Fini was taken aback by this sudden gesture. The spot where his finger had touched quickly flushed red, and that blush spread rapidly across her entire face. Her heart raced, and she felt a loud thump in her ears; all she could see and think about was him.
Oh no! In that moment, she actually thought he was even more handsome than the Supervisor—this was bad!
A million thoughts raced through Luo Fini's mind as if they had suddenly lost their strength, leaving her weak and overwhelmed, completely grounded by the weight of her feelings.
Oh heavens! Supervisor! She… she… she seemed to have developed a crush on this little rascal. What should she do? The leader of the herd of wild horses stood amidst them, speechless and choked up, gazing at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, tears streaming down in wide arcs.
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