Rebirth, the domineering president's unbridled love

Qiao Jingyu smiled and said, "It's okay." In fact, even if Feng Bo didn't explain too much, as long as Duan Yuchen needed something, Qiao Jingyu would come without hesitation. After all, when she was most embarrassed and helpless, it was Duan Yuchen who stepped forward to help her, especially saving his father's company. Therefore, Qiao Jingyu always thought that she owed Duan Yuchen too much, and she was very happy to be able to do something for him within her ability.

Suddenly, Qiao Jingyu remembered an important thing and asked curiously, "By the way, Assistant Feng, how did you know I was in Haicheng?" Feng Bo smiled mysteriously and replied, "As I said before, Mr. Duan knows everything about Miss Qiao." Qiao Jingyu wanted to continue asking, but at this time the two had already walked to the bedroom door.

Feng Bo said politely, "Sorry to bother you, Miss Qiao. My room is next to the elevator. If you need anything, you can come to me anytime." After that, he turned and left, leaving Qiao Jingyu standing alone at the door of the room.

Qiao Jingyu's heart was still pounding. She took a deep breath, carefully opened the door and walked into the room.

There was only one bedside lamp on in the room, the light was soft and warm, and the whole space was shrouded in a pale yellow light, creating a hazy and peaceful atmosphere. This dim environment made Qiao Jingyu feel a little ambiguous and mysterious.

Qiao Jingyu tiptoed to the bedside, where Duan Yuchen lay quietly, with two buttons of his shirt unbuttoned, revealing his solid chest. He frowned slightly, with one hand between his eyebrows, covering his deep and calm eyes. The movement of his arms raised made the shirt fit tightly to his body, showing his strong and powerful body lines.

This man exudes a low-key and elegant aura, restrained and reserved, and at the same time exudes an innate noble temperament. Just one glance at him can make people's heart beat faster.

Qiao Jingyu bit her lip, then called softly, "Mr. Duan..." Her voice was soft and gentle, with a hint of shyness and nervousness.

However, Duan Yuchen seemed to have fallen asleep and did not respond. Qiao Jingyu waited patiently for a while, but Duan Yuchen still did not move. She wanted to get closer, so she took two cautious steps towards the bed, slowly bent down, and prepared to gently pat Duan Yuchen's arm to try to wake him up.

Just as Qiao Jingyu's hand was about to fall, Duan Yuchen suddenly stretched out a big hand and grabbed her wrist tightly. His voice was cold and stern: "What do you want to do? Who allowed you to enter my room?"

Duan Yuchen's grip was so strong that Qiao Jingyu felt as if her wrist was about to break, and the pain was unbearable. She couldn't help but let out a painful hiss, "Boss Duan, please let me go first, okay? My wrist hurts so much..."

Duan Yuchen was slightly stunned, then let go of his hand. His eyes were full of doubt and vigilance, as if he had not yet fully sobered up. Then, he asked in an uncertain tone: "Qiao Jingyu?"

Qiao Jingyu quickly replied: "Yes, it's me, Mr. Duan."

Qiao Jingyu didn't expect Duan Yuchen to call her name like this, and a strange feeling surged in her heart. She couldn't help but sigh secretly, although this name has been called by countless people since she was a child, but it seems so special when it comes from Duan Yuchen's mouth. She suddenly found that her name sounded so beautiful.

Duan Yuchen asked again, "Did Feng Bo ask you to come here?"

Although it was a question, his tone revealed a sense of affirmation.

Qiao Jingyu nodded, rubbing her red wrist from being gripped by Duan Yuchen, and said softly, "Yeah. Special Assistant Feng said you have a severe headache now."

Duan Yuchen sat up from the bed, holding his forehead with one hand, pinching his eyebrows with his fingers, then patted the seat next to him and said lightly: "Sit down!"

How could Qiao Jingyu dare to sit next to him! She waved her hand hastily and said, "No need, I can just stand. Mr. Duan, let me massage your head now, should I do it here or on the sofa?"

Duan Yuchen didn't say anything, just raised his hand.

Qiao Jingyu looked at him suspiciously and asked cautiously, "Mr. Duan, what do you need?"

Duan Yuchen's face remained expressionless. He said coldly, "Come and help me."

Qiao Jingyu was a little surprised, but still walked quickly to the bed and stretched out her arm to support Duan Yuchen.

Duan Yuchen stood up slowly, seeming a little weak. He leaned gently on Qiao Jingyu. The distance between them instantly shortened and the atmosphere became a little ambiguous.

Duan Yuchen frowned, "Hand..."

"Ah?" Qiao Jingyu didn't react for a moment.

"your hands."

"Oh!" Qiao Jingyu stretched out her hand in panic, but the moment Duan Yuchen held her hand, she suddenly remembered what he wanted her hand for - it turned out that he wanted to support him.

Before she could ask, she felt a force suddenly pull her back.

Qiao Jingyu was completely unprepared and fell towards Duan Yuchen involuntarily.

"Mr. Duan, I'm sorry... I'll be there right away..." Qiao Jingyu panicked and tried to get up from Duan Yuchen, but his big hands quickly grabbed her waist and pinned her tightly to his thighs.

"Since you don't want to sit on the upper seat, then sit here!" Duan Yuchen's low voice sounded in Qiao Jingyu's ears.

The two were so close that they could feel each other's breath. Qiao Jingyu could clearly smell the faint scent of alcohol on Duan Yuchen. Her cheeks instantly turned red all the way to her ears, and her heartbeat accelerated rapidly, as if it was about to jump out of her chest. She was so nervous that she could hardly breathe. This close distance made her feel extremely shy.

This seemed to be an intimate act that only lovers would have, and Qiao Jingyu had never experienced such close contact with a man. At this moment, her mind was in a mess, and she didn't know how to deal with this situation.

Qiao Jingyu thought all this was incredible. She and Duan Yuchen had very different statuses. One was the president of a multinational company, and the other was just an ordinary student. Moreover, she and Jiang Mubai were classmates, and Duan Yuchen was Jiang Mubai's uncle. In this way, Duan Yuchen was still her elder! There was no way they could have any romantic relationship! Qiao Jingyu didn't even dare to imagine such a thing in her dreams.

Qiao Jingyu thought that Duan Yuchen must have drunk too much, so he became so abnormal. She moved her body carefully and said softly, "Mr. Duan, you are drunk."

Duan Yuchen's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing an elusive smile, giving people a feeling of being both good and evil. He neither admitted that he was drunk nor denied it, but said: "I really want to know what you look like?"