The little rose is so sweet and alluring, even the aloof CEO can't resist!

Yan Zhixu's heart was racing uncontrollably.

She stared so openly at his lips, her face flushed as if she were blushing, but her eyes were fierce, as if she was about to pounce on him at any moment.

It instantly reminded him of the two times he had dreamt of pinning her down and kissing her passionately...

The man's body reacted almost immediately.

This familiar yet strange reaction always happens after I wake up from being teased by her in my dreams, but it's all because of the dream.

And now, she was actually standing in front of him, and with just one look, she managed to elicit a real reaction from him!

She started a fire, and then actually tried to escape!

How dare you come to his territory, flirt with him, and even think about flirting with him and then leaving unscathed?

He reached out and pulled her into his arms almost without thinking.

The woman's unique fragrance immediately filled his nostrils.

He was so close, so close that his warm breath was on her face, his nose almost touching hers, and she could clearly smell the refreshing minty shower gel scent emanating from him…

Liang Liangwei blushed and her heart pounded. She stammered, "No...I didn't see anything."

She couldn't very well say that she was mesmerized by his lips and it reminded her of a scene from a erotic dream, could she?

What a shame!

Yan Zhixu looked down into her eyes, his voice low and slightly hoarse, like sand: "I didn't see anything. Are you feeling guilty and trying to run away? You flirted and then ran away. What are you thinking, hmm?"

Is she flirting?

He's the one who's charming!

Not only did he get handsy, but he also always finished speaking with a drawn-out "hmm?", lazy and roguish, as if it had its own reverberation, making your eardrums tingle~

Liang Liangwei had never been this close to any other man before. Her cheeks flushed red, and she quickly reached out to touch his chest: "You're talking nonsense! I didn't flirt with you... you! You're the one who got too close..."

The man's hot body heat radiated through her palm, causing her to involuntarily flinch. Then, her eyes flickered with surprise.

This feeling is just like the touch in my dream... except that there's a layer of fabric between us.

Both are firm and elastic, both are hot and smooth, I really want to reach inside and touch them TAT~

The next moment, she noticed that the man's eyes suddenly became burning hot, and his breathing quickened.

He reached out and grabbed her small hand that was fidgeting against his chest, his words carrying a hidden meaning: "So what are you doing coming to a man's room so late at night? Do you think I'm too close? Isn't this the opportunity you're giving me?"

"I wanted you to go outside to talk, but you insisted on letting me in," she said, her eyes wide with anger. "Then I'm not talking anymore, I'm going back—"

She tried to pull her hand away, but he held her wrist firmly, seemingly lightly and without force, preventing her from breaking free.

Yan Zhixu: "Do you think you can still leave now?"

Liang Liangwei blinked: "What do you want to do?"

I'm inexplicably looking forward to it.

What does he want to do?

The man narrowed his dark eyes slightly, his gaze drifting downwards until it landed on her moist lips, his eyes darkening.

He wanted to kiss her, to kiss her as unrestrainedly as he had in his dreams!

His throat bobbed once, then once more.

However, without official status and a firm stance, it's not feasible yet.

His gaze was so intense that it stirred something within her, and she unconsciously bit her lower lip.

Actually... if he wants to, and if he takes the initiative, she can!

She didn't want to wait any longer; this man was the one she wanted too!

But the next moment, a complex look appeared in his eyes, and then his hand was released, and the shackles around his waist disappeared.

Liang Liangwei remained with her arms raised, staring blankly as he took a step back: "..."

Yan Zhixu glanced at her for two seconds, coughed lightly, and turned around to sit down on the sofa as if nothing had happened: "You wanted to see me—"

For some reason, he paused again, looked up at her, remained silent for a while, then suddenly crossed one leg and casually grabbed a cushion from the side, covering his waist with it.

Liang Liangwei lowered her hand, looking at his strange behavior: "?"

Yan Zhixu coughed lightly again: "What do you want to ask me? Go ahead and ask."

Liang Liangwei blinked, only then realizing that she had forgotten why she came to find him.

She sat down opposite him, looking rather sullen, and crossed one leg over herself, holding a cushion in front of her. She said, "It's nothing important, I just wanted to confirm with you—who is that girl you mentioned at the dinner table earlier?"

Yan Zhixu's eyes flickered slightly as he looked directly at her: "Why do you want to confirm?"

Liang Liangwei lowered her brows and said, "I don't quite believe what you said. I don't know what happened between you and that girl, but why did you use the things between you and me as an excuse to tell Grandpa Yan?"

Yan Zhixu smiled knowingly: "Those things between us? What things?"

Liang Liangwei glared at him, annoyed: "You know perfectly well that I want to pay you back, but you won't accept it, and I don't want to have dinner with you..."

Yan Zhixu: "Why don't you want to have dinner with me?"

Liang Liangwei paused, then awkwardly turned her face away: "Didn't I already explain?"

Thinking of that long, official "explanation" on WeChat, Yan Zhixu's handsome eyes darkened slightly: "I don't accept that explanation."

Liang Liangwei laughed in exasperation: "Well, so I'll assume that President Yan is generous and doesn't care about the 20, then I'll accept it generously as well."

Yan Zhixu couldn't help but chuckle.

He lazily rested his hand on the sofa armrest, looking at the cunning woman opposite him, his eyes slightly darkening, and said, "You still haven't said why you need to confirm with me who that girl is?"

Liang Liangwei: "If I told you, would you tell me?"

Yan Zhixu: "It depends on my mood."

What an air of importance! And it depends on his mood!

She snorted inwardly, feeling resentful; it was unfair to her no matter how you looked at it.

"Actually, it wasn't my idea to ask; it was Bei'an's mother who told me to ask."

Yan Zhixu was slightly surprised and raised an eyebrow: "My sister-in-law?"

Liang Liangwei nodded: "They were all very worried about you because of what you said so casually at the dinner table. That's why Bei'an's mother came to me just now and asked me to... persuade my assistant to make up with you."

As she talked about it, she found it funny and burst out laughing.

As expected, Yan Zhixu was quite taken aback: "Your assistant, you've made up with me? What do you mean?"

Liang Liangwei covered her lips, her tone amused: "Bei'an's mother suspects that you like my assistant."

Yan Zhixu's eyes widened slightly, finding it unbelievable: "This is absurd! Why would she guess that?"

He didn't even notice what her assistant looked like!

Liang Liangwei: "Because that day I gave her a box of the pastries you sent over, and it just so happened that Bei'an's mother saw it."

She told him what happened at the party that day.

Yan Zhixu considered the logic for a moment, then fell silent, lowering her head to pinch her brow.

Liang Liangwei knew this would happen, and couldn't help but laugh.

Yan Zhixu looked at her smile, and his expression softened.

Liang Liangwei's phone rang. She picked it up and saw that it was a message from Xiao Ling asking her to come downstairs for a late-night snack.

Yan Zhixu remained calm: "Bei'an is looking for you?"

Liang Liangwei glanced at him: "No, Bei'an's mother asked me to come over for a late-night snack. Are you coming?"

Yan Zhixu smiled and said, "No, you go eat. I still have some work to do."

He walked her downstairs, and as they passed through the living room, he turned to look at her and asked, "Why don't you want to have dinner with me?"

They were very insistent on getting an answer.

Liang Liangwei tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and said, "You have a girl you like. What if she sees me having dinner with you too often?"

That's exactly why.

Yan Zhixu smiled and asked, "How did you know about that girl?"

Clearly, she knew this days ago, not tonight.

Liang Liangwei lowered her eyes and said, "That day in the lounge of the cocktail party, when I was doing Miss He's hair and makeup, Bei'an's mother came in to chat with Mrs. He. Mrs. He asked her to set you up with Miss He. Bei'an's mother said that you have a girl you like and are pursuing her—"

It turned out to be the case.

Liang Liangwei didn't hear his response, so she looked up at him. Although she didn't speak, the meaning in her eyes was: Is there really such a girl?

Yan Zhixu understood, looked at her intently, and after a long while spoke softly: "No, I don't like any other girl, and I'm not pursuing anyone."