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His office is spacious and bright, divided into several sections: one for work, one for meetings, and a temporary lounge.
As soon as Xiao Minxing entered, he sat down in his comfortable chair and pointed with his chin to the sofa on the side, lightly uttering a word: "Sit."
I was at a loss and, feeling increasingly dissatisfied with him, plopped down onto the sofa.
However, I never expected that this would last the entire morning.
Yes, the whole morning. That tyrant seemed to have forgotten my existence, or perhaps he was deliberately pretending not to notice. He kept his head down, busy with his own matters. Occasionally, someone would come in to report on work, and he would respond briefly and coolly or simply hand over signed documents.
The document I brought had been quietly lying in one corner of his desk since he arrived, never receiving any attention.
At first, I was a bit curious and glanced over at him from time to time. Especially when I saw his tie and the suit hanging on the side rack, my heart would flutter slightly, occasionally feeling like a little deer bumping against my chest.
If our relationship were still good, wouldn't this be called a meeting of hearts?
He looked incredibly charming while working seriously; despite the mountain of paperwork on his desk, everything was orderly.
With his head slightly lowered, his thick black eyebrows became the focal point of his face, exuding a certain heroism. Even though I had nearly given up on him by now, I had to admit that handsome men are truly hard to look away from.
The feeling of secretly observing someone is particularly subtle; it carries a hint of excitement mixed with disappointment. The excitement comes from being able to freely admire every detail of him, while the disappointment lies in the fact that he will ultimately remain unaware of my feelings for him and will not cherish this affection.
Perhaps tired or realizing it was uninteresting, I eventually shifted my gaze away and began flipping through the newspapers and magazines on the rack.
During this time, it was slow and boring, so soon my eyelids began to feel heavy.
I glanced over at Xiao Minxing; he still hadn't noticed me.
I might as well squint for a moment, so that when the tyrant gets angry later, I won't even have the energy to deal with it.
I don't know how long I slept, but when I opened my eyes, a very handsome man's face was right in front of me.
He wore a smile, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, and even his eyes were crescent-shaped, looking at me with a strange yet affectionate gaze that pierced straight into my soul.
I hurriedly rubbed my eyes, and when I opened them again, I realized it was all an illusion.
There was indeed a person in front of me, and he was quite handsome, but he wasn't smiling. He shot me a cold glance before standing up and casually picking up the suit jacket draped over me, saying, "Let's go."
I had just woken up from a dream! I couldn't tell east from west, but he had already reached the entrance.
Panicking, I scrambled to get up and realized that I had been sleeping awkwardly there; my clothes and hair were a bit disheveled. Feeling even more embarrassed, I mustered the courage to call out to him: "I need to go to the bathroom."
He stopped but didn't turn around, his voice oddly said, "Turn right at the door and go to the end."
I rushed into the bathroom as if escaping and finally took a breath. My goodness, being with someone like him would probably lead to a short life even if he didn't kill me himself; just holding my breath all day would be enough to drive anyone crazy.
When I came out again, Xiao Minxing was still waiting by the elevator.
Once again, I found myself trapped in a small space, every cell in my body tense. However, strangely enough, the person standing in front of me seemed less cold than before. Although he didn't speak or smile and still had a grim expression, when the Elevator arrived, he unexpectedly let me enter first.
My gaze shifted slowly from him to myself, and suddenly, an inexplicable sense of joy rose within me.
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