Rebirth, the domineering president's unbridled love

After hearing this, Feng Bo smiled bitterly in his heart. He really wanted to bang his head against the wall. Why is this Miss Qiao so stupid? Can't she see it? Even if Qiao Jingyu hadn't appeared that day, Duan Yuchen would have been fine! After all, before Duan Yuchen took over the Duan Group, he was the captain of the special forces and had the rank of major general. Even if those little minions had twenty more, they would never be Duan Yuchen's opponent!

Feng Bo shook his head helplessly, thinking that this matter might need to be considered for a long time and should not be rushed. Relationships cannot be forced, not to mention that Miss Qiao does not know Mr. Duan's feelings for her yet, and he cannot help. However, the entertainment city project has given Mr. Duan and Miss Qiao more opportunities to get along. As long as time goes by, I believe Miss Qiao will naturally discover Mr. Duan's good points.

Thinking of this, Feng Bo felt that he could not act rashly anymore, so as not to ruin Mr. Duan's plan. He decided to take it slow and not rush. It was rare for Mr. Duan to be so attentive to a woman, and it would be a pity if he ruined things because of his impulse. So, he silently told himself in his heart: "Don't rush, there is a long way to go..."

"Ms. Qiao, we're here." Feng Bo said with a smile.

Qiao Jingyu and Feng Bo came to Duan Yu's office. This was Qiao Jingyu's second time here. When she walked into the office, she saw Duan Yuchen at a glance. He was sitting in the boss chair, with his back to them, facing the window, holding a cup of coffee in his hand, looking out the window quietly. The sunlight shone on him through the glass, adding a touch of melancholy to him, but without losing his majesty.

Qiao Jingyu couldn't help but take a few more glances, secretly admiring in her heart: This man is really good-looking, his facial features are as delicate as sculptures, every part is just right; his temperament is cold and noble, people dare not approach him easily. He seems to have magic, attracting people's attention.

"Mr. Duan, Miss Qiao is here." Feng Bo said softly.

Hearing the voice, Duan Yuchen slowly turned around, with a hint of indifference in his eyes. He replied indifferently, "Yeah." Then he didn't say anything more.

Feng Bo pulled out the chair opposite Duan Yuchen's desk and said to Qiao Jingyu with a smile, "Ms. Qiao, please take a seat."

Qiao Jingyu nodded, sat down elegantly opposite Duan Yuchen, put the document bag in her hand on the table, and then took out a thick stack of drawings from it. These drawings were all carefully drawn by her and took her a lot of energy.

"Mr. Duan, I have finished drawing the blueprints for the entertainment city." Qiao Jingyu said softly, with a hint of confidence in her tone.

Duan Yuchen nodded, and then he said to Feng Bo: "Feng Bo, take the drawings to the design department now, let them take a look, and give me a result in an hour."

"Okay, Mr. Duan." Feng Bo picked up the drawings and walked out of Duan Yuchen's office.

Only Qiao Jingyu and Duan Yuchen were left in the office. The atmosphere was a little awkward, and Qiao Jingyu didn't know how to break the deadlock. She could only look at Duan Yuchen silently.

Qiao Jingyu's thoughts drifted far away, and she couldn't help but think of the scene that day when Duan Yuchen pulled her hand down the stairs. The temperature on her face began to rise, and her heartbeat also accelerated uncontrollably. They were silent for a long time, and neither of them spoke again.

Finally, Duan Yuchen broke the silence: "Are you hurt anywhere?" He frowned, a hint of worry in his tone.

Qiao Jingyu was very surprised when she heard this question. She looked down at her clothes and chose long-sleeved clothes and long pants to cover the injured parts. Even Feng Bo didn't notice her injury, and Duan Yuchen couldn't see it with his eyes, so how did he know she was injured?

Duan Yuchen waited for a while, but Qiao Jingyu still didn't answer. He seemed to understand something and explained, "Although I can't see with my eyes, my sense of smell is very sharp. When you walked in, I immediately smelled the smell of iodine. Since Feng Bo was not injured, then you must be the one who was injured."

For just a few minutes, Qiao Jingyu was in a state of amazement. She was shocked by Duan Yuchen's ability to see into other people's thoughts. His insight and intelligence were truly admirable.

Duan Yuchen asked again: "Where are you injured? How did you get injured?" There was concern and anxiety in his voice.

Duan Yuchen's tone was not as harsh as when he talked about work, and seemed more concerned.

Qiao Jingyu was flattered by Duan Yuchen's concern, and she even stuttered, "I, I... I'm fine."

Duan Yuchen smiled and shook his head, "Come here."

"Ah?" Qiao Jingyu asked in confusion.

"I said come here, come to my side."

"Oh." Qiao Jingyu was still a little confused. She walked to Duan Yuchen and said, "Mr. Duan, do you need me to do anything?"

"Come closer." Duan Yuchen said lightly.

Qiao Jingyu stepped forward again, Duan Yuchen stood up, slowly raised his hand and put it on Qiao Jingyu's forehead. This really gave Qiao Jingyu a shock. She felt her face was very hot, and the pleasant smell of Duan Yuchen came into Qiao Jingyu's nose. The bony hand seemed to be moving slowly towards her face. At this moment, Qiao Jingyu felt her body was burning hot, her head was dizzy, and her breathing was a little difficult. Qiao Jingyu only felt a black screen in front of her eyes, and she felt a pair of big hands catching her.

Feng Bo didn't know what had happened. Duan Yuchen called him and asked him to come to his office quickly. Feng Bo naturally didn't dare to delay and came in a hurry. When he opened the door, he saw Qiao Jingyu lying in Duan Yuchen's arms. Feng Bo opened his mouth in surprise.

Is this really the Mr. Duan who is not interested in women? It seems that Mr. Duan really likes Miss Qiao! But isn’t this speed a bit too fast? Mr. Duan can’t help himself. This is an office! Could it be that he has been abstinent for too long and can’t help it...

Feng Bo imagined a series of restricted scenes. He felt his face turn red and his heart beat fast just by imagining them. But why did Miss Qiao lie motionless in Mr. Duan's arms? She must be exhausted...

Feng Bo thought: Mr. Duan finally got the idea, but don't scare her away! He quickly reminded her, "Mr. Duan, Miss Qiao is still young and weak, you have to be careful! She has fainted from exhaustion, and she may be afraid of you in the future. You can't rush this kind of thing, you have to take your time. When Miss Qiao wakes up, you have to..."

However, before Feng Bo could finish, Duan Yuchen interrupted him impatiently: "Feng Bo!"

Duan Yuchen's voice was cold and stern, with obvious displeasure and rebuke. Feng Bo was frightened and tremblingly replied: "Mr. Duan, I'm sorry, I spoke too much."