Quick Transmigration: Passerby A Gets Entangled with the Male Lead

After drying his hair, Song Wenjing was about to go out.

"Alright, let's sleep in the same bed." He Zhiyao didn't know how a domineering CEO had turned into a timid little puppy.

He Zhiyao got into bed, patted the bed and said, "What are you standing there for? Get on."

Song Wenjing then slowly went to bed and lay down on the side, not even thinking of going next to He Zhiyao.

After eating and drinking her fill, He Zhiyao quickly fell asleep. Only then did Song Wenjing carefully move over and pull her into his arms. He took two deep, satisfied breaths against He Zhiyao's neck, and, exhausted from the day, he too fell asleep without any desire to sleep.

The next day, dawn.

Song Wenjing closed his eyes and groped around on the other side. When he couldn't find anyone, he suddenly woke up and sat up immediately. He hadn't even noticed that the bath towel had fallen off when he got up.

I searched the living room, kitchen, and bathroom, but no one was there.

Song Wenjing sat naked on the sofa, looking dejected, his eyes filled with gloom. He knew he shouldn't have been sleeping; he should have been watching her. Now she had gotten away again.

As soon as He Zhiyao opened the door, she saw someone completely naked. She was so frightened that she quickly closed the door, afraid that passersby would see her and think that there was some pervert in her house.

As soon as the door closed, Song Wenjing came over and half-pulled her into his arms, pressing her against the door and kissing He Zhiyao frantically, as if he wanted to devour her, as if only in this way could he feel her by his side.

When Song Wenjing kissed her neck, He Zhiyao gasped, "Song Wenjing, what are you doing?"

Song Wenjing disregarded his own feelings and reached out to take off He Zhiyao's clothes.

"Song Wenjing, I said, stop." He Zhiyao's voice was filled with anger. What had provoked her this time?

Hearing He Zhiyao's angry voice, Song Wenjing stopped and hugged her, burying his head in her neck, his voice hoarse and slightly tearful as he said, "I thought you ran away again after I found you."

This left He Zhiyao both amused and exasperated. She had only run away once, and the aftereffects were so severe?

"I hope she didn't really cry!" Thinking about it, He Zhiyao felt a strange urge to laugh.

Controlling himself, he pulled the person away from his side and, seeing Song Wenjing's reddened eyes, immediately said softly, "I'm going to buy you clothes. Didn't you say you wouldn't wear unwashed clothes?"

Song Wenjing then accepted the fact that He Zhiyao could have run away but didn't, and even bought him clothes.

Its eyes were red, making it look especially pitiful.

Upon hearing He Zhiyao's gentle reassurance, Song Wenjing immediately grasped the key point and, facing He Zhiyao, consciously adopted the role of the weaker, clingier one.

"Go change your clothes!" He Zhiyao pulled Song Wenjing into the room, then went out to put down the breakfast.

To everyone's surprise, Song Wenjing also came out.

Helpless, He Zhiyao pulled the person into the room, handed over the bag, and said, "Go and change quickly."

"You stay here, I'll be done changing soon." Song Wenjing said as he took the bag from He Zhiyao's hand, took out the clothes inside, and put them on in front of her.

It was changed in no time.

"Let's go out for breakfast." He Zhiyao still missed that aloof and domineering CEO, although the clingy little puppy was also cute.

"When are you going back?" He Zhiyao asked Song Wenjing while eating a large meat bun.

"I'm not going back." Song Wenjing said stubbornly, looking at He Zhiyao's expression.

"You don't want the company anymore?" He Zhiyao asked, amused.

Song fell silent upon hearing this.

"I've booked a plane ticket and I'm going back this afternoon."

"No." Song Wenjing said, reaching out to hug He Zhiyao again.

"Really not going back?" He Zhiyao let him hug her.

"I'm not going back." Song Wenjing held onto He Zhiyao tightly and wouldn't let go.

"Okay, then you can stay here by yourself! I'll go back by myself," He Zhiyao said with a mischievous smile.

"You're coming back with me too?" Song Wenjing released He Zhiyao and looked at her in disbelief, clearly not expecting this outcome. He had planned to stay here for a long time before he came.

"Mmm." Now that he's found the person, let's just leave things as they are for now!

Our country is very big, and it's difficult to find someone. Since we've met by chance, and she's quite satisfied with Song Wenjing, she'll stop causing trouble for now and enjoy the life of a rich person.

The planes whizzed by in the sky.

3 p.m.

Song Wenjing and He Zhiyao arrived at the company together.

"You're finally back! I was exhausted if you hadn't come back." Anna gave He Zhiyao a bear hug as soon as she saw her return.

She felt something was off, and seeing the president's murderous gaze, Anna awkwardly let go of He Zhiyao.

On the way after getting off the plane, He Zhiyao had to persuade Song Wenjing to agree to a series of unequal terms in bed before he would agree not to announce their relationship.

He Zhiyao gestured for Song Wenjing to tone it down, otherwise it would be easy for others to see through his act.

Song Wenjing reluctantly entered the office.

"Tell me honestly, what's your relationship with the president?" Anna pulled He Zhiyao to her seat and gently pinched her neck with both hands, demanding an honest confession.

He Zhiyao then said innocently, "I accidentally hooked your hand."

Anna lowered her hand and whispered in He Zhiyao's ear, "Is the CEO so easy to seduce?"

Over the years, at least eighty, if not a hundred, secretaries have been dismissed, all of them trying to seduce Song Wenjing, but only He Zhiyao stayed.

Recalling some of Song Wenjing's words, He Zhiyao said tentatively, "You're quite easy to seduce, aren't you!" But her tone was full of uncertainty.

Anna fell silent. It turned out that our CEO wasn't immune to temptation, but rather selective about who he was dealing with.

"Amazing." She gave He Zhiyao a thumbs up to acknowledge her abilities.

He Zhiyao puffed out her full chest and accepted the compliment.

As soon as He Zhiyao returned to her workstation, she heard Assistant Zhang's voice: "Oh~ Our Secretary He is back."

"Thanks to everyone and the president, I can still go back to the company and work like a slave."

Anna shook her head. This idiot was bound to get into trouble with the CEO sooner or later.

"Where did you go?" Assistant Zhang leaned closer to He Zhiyao and asked in a low voice.

"I'm away on a business trip," He Zhiyao replied perfunctorily.

Assistant Zhang nodded happily; the president finally realized that someone else should be sent on the business trip.

He Zhiyao: No, what is this person so happy about?

Assistant Zhang then took the pile of documents that had accumulated yesterday to the president for his signature.

"Assistant Zhang, hire another secretary," Song Wenjing suddenly said, looking at the documents on the table.

Although Assistant Zhang was puzzled, he still smiled and replied, "Okay, President." One more person means one more thing to do.

Song Wenjing silently processed the documents, and Assistant Zhang left.

After finally finishing up, Song Wenjing rubbed his temples and sent a message to He Zhiyao saying, "I'm off work. You're back and have nowhere to stay. Why don't you stay at my place? I can show you around."