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"Qin Chuan is downstairs. Hasn't he left yet?"

Xing Mingyu didn't show any expression on his face, but the unhappiness in his heart that couldn't wait even a minute was already burning his throat.

That's why I smoked two cigarettes in a row.

He tried to use the taste of nicotine to suppress the discomfort that was unfamiliar to him.

"Now... he should be leaving." Jiang Qianxun felt that the atmosphere around her was very disharmonious.

But I don't want to think about where the disharmony lies.

She really didn't know whether Qin Chuan left or continued to wait in her office.

Xing Mingyu unbuttoned his suit buttons one by one, sat down, and stared at her: "What do you think about the company recruiting a group of new designers?"

He must have a reason to call someone up.

Xing Mingyu thought for two seconds and started this unnecessary topic.

Jiang Qianxun looked at the man's strong brows and deep eyes, and began to wonder... Why would the boss ask for her opinion?

The projects in Xing's hands are all top priorities.

For the entire city, it is related to the economic development in the next few decades.

The national construction industry has introduced the latest policy, and Xing's happened to be a company with good credit, so the restrictions on the scope of its business contracts were relaxed.

Many architects are trying their best to show their talents here.

Now, from the national level to the local level, everyone feels that Xing should contribute to the support of emerging designers in the construction industry.

Since the leader asked, Jiang Qianxun had no choice but to speak.

"Xingshi is a top-level platform with many projects and corresponding incentive policies given by the government... Now it is willing to provide some emerging designers with an opportunity for healthy competition, which is a good thing for the upcoming young people."

Jiang Qianxun was passionate about architecture when she was a child and she worked very hard abroad. With her talent, she was able to stand out so quickly.

For those who are about the same age as her, or a few years older, it is not easy to make a solid career forward.

How many people have repeatedly hit obstacles in the pursuit of their dreams and lost their passion along the way?

Xing Mingyu didn't want to discuss this matter with her, it was just an excuse.

He nodded with a gentle expression, but the look in his eyes when he looked at Jiang Qianxun was completely different.

"Yeah."

The space was silent. The huge office was unusually quiet.

Jiang Qianxun still has a lot of work to do. The project is not a trivial matter and the cycle is long, so there are constant meetings of all sizes.

She wanted to be busy while she was still feeling well and still had some free time.

But the biggest leader in front of her hadn't told her to leave yet, so she couldn't just turn around and leave.

Although she was only twenty years old, she knew how to follow basic workplace etiquette.

After experiencing the intimacy of last night, Jiang Qianxun now feels angry and ashamed, but once she returns to the working environment, all she sees is projects.

Everything that happened last night can be forgotten for now.

Xing Mingyu sat there with his legs crossed and one hand casually placed on his thigh.

Then he stood up, holding a pen in his big hand and playing with it, and looked at her and said, "What do you think about Qin Chuan?"

The atmosphere was so eerily silent.

It seemed that if I didn't start a new topic, the woman in front of me would turn around and leave to go to work.

Xing Mingyu looked at Jiang Qianxun and spoke with a double meaning.

It seemed like she was asking what she thought of her work partner Qin Chuan.

It was like he was using this opportunity to ask how her personal relationship with Qin Chuan was going? How did she plan to deal with it?

He has absolute control over everything and has a powerful majesty to intimidate everyone, but in front of Jiang Qianxun, he has no legitimate right to interfere with her personal feelings.

She always kept him at a distance.

The heat on Jiang Qianxun's face changed, and the atmosphere in the entire office changed with his every word and her every mental journey.

In fact, after repeated close contacts, you should know that the atmosphere can no longer return to a simple relationship between leaders and subordinates.

She tried to straighten the relationship out a bit: "I don't know Qin Chuan's personal work ability yet. I haven't met him in official business... I have to wait and see."

They are all adults and smart people. Xing Mingyu can tell that she doesn't want to talk much about feelings.

Once she told him about her feelings, it was as if she had acknowledged that Xing Mingyu was someone to her.

Xing Mingyu lowered his eyes and stared at the pen in his hand and was silent for two seconds.

The man raised his head and smiled at her: "Then let's take another look."

It seemed that the reply to her was also a double entendre.

Jiang Qianxun sometimes hated the fact that she could understand the subtext of other people's words.

There are really a lot of beautiful female employees in the company, there are many in the design department alone.

She was young and green in her early twenties, or mature and charming in her thirties. She didn't think she had any special qualities that would warrant such a preference.

Xing Mingyu looked at Jiang Qianxun who was a few steps away from him and asked, "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Suddenly, Jiang Qianxun's face became uncontrollably hot.

"How could it be... I don't feel uncomfortable anywhere."

Have you ever really done it inside? It's just outside, how can it be uncomfortable?

Jiang Qianxun didn't understand whether he was really worried or just liked seeing her at a loss when asked this question.

Xing Mingyu's face was of course cold and serious, and he said seriously: "Girls' skin is delicate...especially the base of their legs. Didn't they get rubbed very red last night?"

During this second, Jiang Qianxun clearly did nothing and did not exercise at all, but he held his breath.

If she didn't hold her breath, her panting would be revealed.

She thought with shame and anger that if she ever had a relationship in the future, she would never date a man like this who was so mature and had everything under control and was able to handle everything with ease.

Like I genuinely care about you.

But it also seems like he's doing it on purpose to make you blush and gasp.

He seriously appreciates your blushing and embarrassment, isn't that bad.

"Xing Mingyu...are you trying to embarrass me on purpose?" Jiang Qianxun raised her little face, even though it was red as blood.

Compared to not calling him that, or calling him Mr. Xing, Xing Mingyu preferred to be called by her full name.

Including names and surnames, it seems like solid evidence of private involvement.

The man's expression did not change, and he said calmly: "Because you were in front of Qin Chuan, the one who answered my call was President Xing."

He said this out of the blue, Jiang Qianxun frowned, and was stunned for a long time.

It just happened that she received an internal call from him downstairs, but she didn't come up immediately and wasted a few minutes talking to Qin Chuan.

Then Xing Mingyu took out his cell phone and called her.

He asked directly: "Didn't you hear the internal call?"

She replied, "I heard you, President Xing... I'll be up right away."

Then, Xing Mingyu hung up and she came up.

If he hadn't pointed out the problem with the address directly, she wouldn't have cared at all and wouldn't have noticed that there was anything wrong.

But why is it wrong to call him President Xing?

In front of others, Jiang Qianxun thought, she couldn't call her leader by his full name, right?

Moreover, this happened in the company, so it was natural to politely call him “Mr. Xing”. Don’t others call him that too?

"I'm sorry, I don't understand why the leader is angry."

Jiang Qianxun looked away and said sarcastically, "I'll have to trouble you to tell me how I should address you!"

He calls us "you" and "leader" all the time.

Xing Mingyu looked at Jiang Qianxun who was being stubborn in front of him, and sized her up with a ponytail and a professional suit.

The man couldn't help but think of last night when he reached his big hand into her suspenders and somehow pulled them apart.

The silk-thin pantyhose underneath also had holes in them.

She was the most obedient when he kissed her until she was soft and comfortable. She couldn't utter a complete sentence at all, and all she could hear were tuneless hums in his ears.

But he couldn't bring himself to say a word to her.

This is true for both herself and the baby in her belly.

Xing Mingyu's expression did not change, his dark eyes were as thick as ink, staring at her and said, "You can call me whatever you want in front of Qin Chuan."

The man looked arrogant, which was his innate indifference to everyone: "But between us, we have kissed and touched each other... If you want to go back to a relationship without any private relationship, I can do it."

Jiang Qianxun's breathing became lighter as she heard this.

I can’t really describe how I feel...I guess I should be happy?

Xing Mingyu is of noble birth, and his appearance and figure are impeccable. There will never be a shortage of women for a man who comes from such a family.

Self-control is also a quality he is very proud of.

It must not be difficult to restrain your feelings towards a woman.

The man spoke in a low voice, as if he was talking to a new subordinate, gentle yet distant: "You go and get busy first."

He changed very quickly, and Jiang Qianxun became the embarrassed one. He nodded and went downstairs to work.

Xing Mingyu sat alone in the huge empty office.

There was an unlit cigarette between his lips.

With a lighter in his hand, he opened and closed the lid back and forth several times, then rubbed the lighter wheel with his thumb and started a fire.

Red and blue flames danced before his eyes, but he did not light the cigarette on his lips.

Instead, he just watched the flames flicker and jump quietly.

He didn't even blink until his fingers felt the burn.

He asked himself if he had ever had physical feelings for a girl in his life, wanted to kiss, hug, and do all the intimate things.

When they kissed last night, he opened his eyes at the most passionate moment to see her expression as she was kissed.

Are you also addicted to the state of being emotional?

Although he was the one who was not accepted, there was no emotion on Mingyu's face.

The man looked extremely indifferent, as if what he couldn't get was no longer needed, and there was no point in forcing it.

When it was time to get off work, Jiang Qianxun planned to pack up her laptop and leave.

However, a notification about a social event came in the work group.

Regarding the communication between the company and the government, a dinner party was organized. It was said that the atmosphere at the dinner party was good and harmonious, and it would be easier to discuss things.

Jiang Qianxun took a look and saw that the senior executive was called Jiang Zhaoming.

She was not very familiar with Jiang Zhaoming. She had only met him a few times in the conference room and had no private communication with him.