Lin Feifei’s face froze as she knocked on the door, her knocking becoming more forceful, “President Yan, what are you doing? Please open the door!”
Her actions drew the attention of others… Several pairs of eyes were fixed on the tightly closed door…
The office atmosphere was somewhat stagnant…
Leaning forward, An Xi, unable to “brake in time”, fell onto Yan Qing’s body. However, the momentum was so great that it forcefully knocked Yan Qing out of his swivel chair…
At this moment, An Xi was awkwardly “kneeling” beside Yan Qing, her left hand supporting herself on either side of Yan Qing’s head, while her right hand, in the chaos, desperately sought a support point and inadvertently yanked open three buttons of Yan Qing’s shirt. Overall, it was a classic “forceful embrace” scene.
“…I never knew you were so… proactive,” Yan Qing said with a slight curve of his mouth, speaking lazily: “But… I don’t mind at all.”
“I, I, I didn’t mean to…” An Xi quickly got up and reached out to pull Yan Qing, “Quick, open the door to avoid misunderstandings with your employees.”
“Misunderstandings about what?”
Yan Qing slowly stood up, running his hand through his already messy hair, completely unconcerned about the three unbuttoned buttons, his blood-spurting physique fully exposed.
“Um…”
Confronted by his serious question, An Xi realized there was no misunderstanding… just reality. Well, this was even more embarrassing than a misunderstanding…
While An Xi was still feeling embarrassed, Yan Qing, with “disheveled hair and half-open shirt”, had already gone to open the door.
“Yan… President Yan…”
Even Lin Feifei, usually composed, was now stammering at the sight of Yan Qing. Her first reaction was to glance at his physique, feeling even more heart-stirred, but her second reaction was: What was Yan Qing doing with a “pink blob” alone in the office!!!
“Documents,” Yan Qing answered succinctly and directly.
“Oh… here!” Lin Feifei stiffly placed the documents in Yan Qing’s hand.
“Mm.” Yan Qing cleanly closed the door again.
The office fell silent for a moment. Yue Zijun, looking knowing, wandered around with his water cup, “Stop looking! Everyone go back to work! They’re a proper couple, mutually in love!”
The last eight words, he unabashedly looked towards Lin Feifei.
