The delicate cannon fodder is stunning, saving the male supporting role but getting teased instead

Chapter 422: Former E-sports Genius Male Supporting Role & Cannon Fodder Playmate 18

Qin Xiao picked up his phone, and the moment the screen lit up, his sharp-edged profile was reflected. A new message quietly lay on the lock screen:

[Don’t mention it, I ran into my boss today and got caught late QAQ]

The corners of his mouth lifted unconsciously, and his slender fingers tapped the screen lightly, his nails trimmed neatly and smoothly.

[It's okay, being late for work is inevitable.]

After sending the message, Qin Xiao's gaze fell on the bright red lipstick mark again.

His bony fingers gently stroked the collar of his shirt, and after a moment's hesitation, he ultimately did not wipe off the accidental mark. Instead, he adjusted his tie so that the silk fabric perfectly covered the small lip print.

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In the open-plan office of the Secretariat, Wenrou stared blankly at her computer screen. Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto her desk, casting a golden rim on her pink keyboard.

"Gentle! This report must be completed before the end of the day!" The supervisor's voice suddenly exploded behind her, frightening her so much that she almost jumped out of her chair.

"Okay, okay, right away!" she replied hurriedly, her fingers tapping rapidly on the keyboard, and the mechanical keyboard made a crisp "click" sound.

But the scene in the elevator this morning kept appearing in my mind.

Qin Xiao's crisp cedar scent, mixed with a faint hint of coffee, and his deep, magnetic voice... Wait, why does this voice sound so familiar? It feels like I've heard it so often...

"Wenrou, why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?" Xiaolin, who was sitting next to her, leaned over and handed her a glass of iced American coffee. The condensation on the wall of the glass slid down her fingers.

"No, it's okay! Maybe the air conditioner is turned on too high..." She took the coffee and took a big gulp. The cold liquid calmed her down a little.

Her fingertips unconsciously stroked the wall of the cup, and Qin Xiao's bony hands flashed through her mind again.

The phone vibrated on the table, making a "buzzing" sound. It was a message from Qin:

[Were you scolded by your boss today?]

She replied gently, biting the straw, her pink nails tapping lightly on the phone screen:

[It's even scarier than being scolded... I almost ran into my boss and even got my lipstick on his shirt! I'm so worried my colleagues will suspect I was seducing the CEO. QAQ]

She regretted it right after she sent it. This was too ambiguous... Her finger hovered over the undo button, hesitant.

The other party replied quickly, and the message prompt sound was particularly clear in the quiet office:

[Oh? Your CEO is handsome?]

Her gentle face suddenly turned red again, like a steamed crab. She looked around secretly, making sure no one was paying attention before lowering her head and replying:

[He's handsome...but his aura is incredibly powerful! Everyone calls him the 'Iceberg Devil'...]

"But..." she hesitated, her fingertips gently swiping across the screen, and added, "He didn't fire me on the spot today, and even offered to lend me his cot... It doesn't seem like what I heard."

Qin Xiao, who was on the other end of the phone, saw the message and let out a low laugh. His slender fingers tapped lightly on the leather seat armrest, and after a moment's thought, he replied:

[It seems your president is a pretty good person.]

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During lunch break, Wenrou stood in front of the president's office, raising her hand halfway and then retracting it.

"What am I doing..." she muttered softly, twisting the corner of her clothes unconsciously with her fingers. "Are you really going to get a camp bed? This is too weird..."

Just as she was hesitating, the heavy wooden door suddenly opened from the inside with a slight "click" sound.

"You've been standing there for five minutes without knocking. Is Secretary Wen planning to be a statue at the door?" Qin Xiao leaned against the door, looking at her with a half-smile.

He unbuttoned his suit jacket today, revealing the meticulously ironed white shirt underneath. His tie hung loosely around his neck, and he looked a little more lazy than usual.

Wenrou took a step back in fright, her high heels leaving a shallow dent on the carpet: "Qin, Mr. Qin! I'm here..."

"The camp bed is in the lounge." Qin Xiao leaned over to let her in, the familiar scent of cedar wafting over him faintly. "Move it yourself."

The office is spacious and bright, with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the entire city.

She stood at the door gently and reservedly, not daring to look around.

"What?" Qin Xiao raised his eyebrows, his voice full of joking, "You want me to move it for you myself?"

"No, no!" Wenrou waved her hand quickly and walked quickly to the lounge. Her heart was beating uncontrollably fast, and she felt like a deer was running wild in her chest.

Pushing the door open, she was stunned. How could this be a simple camp bed? It was clearly a super soft little bed, even with fluffy goose down pillows at the headboard. On the bed sat a beautifully wrapped light blue box tied with a silver-gray ribbon.

&34;This is...&34;

"The company has spare ones." Qin Xiao stood behind her without her knowing when, close enough to smell the faint scent of jasmine in her hair. "Inside the box are eye masks and earplugs for lunch break."

Wenrou looked up in surprise and met Qin Xiao's deep gaze.

Only when she was so close did she realize that his eyelashes were very long, casting a small shadow under his eyes, and his pupils appeared a deep amber in the sunlight.

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Qin!" She hurriedly folded the bed and said, "I'll get back to work now!"

"Wait." Qin Xiao called her, his voice suddenly lowered, "Are you working overtime tonight?"

温柔心里&34；咯噔&34；一下，手指不自觉地收紧，包装盒发出轻微的&34；嘎吱&34；声：&34；不...不加班...&34；

"Yeah." Qin Xiao nodded, his Adam's apple rolling slightly as he spoke, "Then remember to be on time."

Wenrou was confused: "On time...what?"

"Get off work on time." Qin Xiao remained calm, tapping the door frame lightly with his fingers. "The company doesn't encourage overtime."

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At 34:34 p.m., Wenrou logged into the game early. Qin's profile picture was already lit, indicating "online." She put on her headphones, adjusted the microphone, and took a deep breath to calm her inexplicably rapid heartbeat.

[Qin: So active today?]