After being reborn, I became the big boss's darling.

Shen Ceyan coughed lightly to conceal his joy. He cupped Ji Nianci's face in his hands and said gently, "From now on, you are only allowed to call me that."

Ji Nianci blinked, a sly smile appearing on her face, and deliberately called out in a coquettish voice, "Ayan~"

Shen Ceyan's heart melted instantly. He couldn't help but kiss Ji Nianci's forehead and whisper in response, "Yes, I'm here."

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and Assistant Lin walked in with some documents. He was momentarily stunned by the intimate gesture between the two, but quickly regained his professional smile.

Yeah, it just doesn't feel natural.

Good heavens, it seems he's gotten into trouble again.

……

Shen Ceyan frowned slightly, somewhat annoyed at being interrupted. Ji Nianci blushed and moved aside to tidy her hair.

"What is it?" Shen Ceyan's voice was unusually cold.

"Here's an urgent document that needs your signature, otherwise I wouldn't have come over during my break." Assistant Lin said, forcing himself to put the document on the table.

Then he gave Ji Nianci an apologetic look.

Ji Nianci smiled and waved her hand, indicating that it was alright.

Shen Ceyan picked up a pen, quickly signed his name, and handed it to Lin Cheng, saying, "If there's nothing else, you can go now."

Lin Cheng nodded, turned and left, gently closing the door behind him.

As soon as he stepped outside, he began to roar silently from the doorway.

Why?! Ah!!! Why does this always happen to him?! How could I be so blind?! Heavens above!!!

He even wished he could roll around on the ground a few times to release his inner embarrassment.

……

On the other side, Ji Nianci also blushed slightly. She pretended to be calm and sat down to turn on her computer.

Shen Ceyan watched her actions with amusement.

"What, are you shy? I didn't see you being shy when you were calling for people just now."

In memory of Ci: "..."

Sometimes she really wanted to sew Shen Ceyan's mouth shut.

Such a handsome guy, how come he has a mouth?

……

"If you're not shy, why should I be? Okay, stop bothering me, I need to get back to work."

Shen Ceyan just smiled and didn't say anything more.

Then he sat down next to her, opened his laptop, and started dealing with emails.

The two sat side by side on the sofa, each working on their own tasks.

The rhythm at noon is dull and slow. The sun shines hotly on the ground, making the asphalt road bright and causing the leaves to curl up. Cicadas chirp and flutter their wings in the trees.

It seems like a peaceful and tranquil time.

Shen Ceyan thoroughly enjoyed the pleasant time he spent with her.

However, remembering Ci at this moment does not feel so pleasant.

She was getting frustrated. She revised her design drafts again and again, but she still couldn't capture the feeling deep in her heart.

These past few days, the more anxious she became, the rougher her drawings became, never quite reaching the level she wanted.

Ci Jinian felt somewhat defeated, and she ruffled her hair haphazardly.

Shen Ceyan keenly noticed her emotions.

He put down his laptop, reached out and smoothed her ruffled hair, and asked gently, "What's wrong? Did you run into some trouble?"

Ji Nianci sighed, her voice tinged with dejection: "Our leader assigned me a task: to complete a design draft. At first, I was very happy because this was the first time I had independently done a design since I joined the company, and I wanted to submit a good piece of work."

But these past few days I've found that the more I try to perfect this drawing, the worse it gets. I feel like none of my drawings truly express what I'm trying to convey.

After listening attentively to what she said, Shen Ceyan reached out and pulled her into his arms.

"You're putting too much pressure on yourself. Relax. If you really feel you can't draw well, give yourself some time to think carefully about what you really want to express."

Don't be so nervous. There will be many more opportunities to do design work. I believe you will create many great designs.

Ji Nianci leaned on his shoulder, inhaling the cool, woody scent emanating from him, and listened quietly to him speak.

Strangely enough, Shen Ceyan's voice seemed to have a magical power; as soon as she heard it, her mood would unconsciously calm down.

"How about I take you out for a walk after get off work today to clear your head and maybe find some inspiration?"

Shen Ceyan lowered his head slightly to ask, and naturally smelled the fragrance on her hair.

Ji Nianci's eyes lit up: "Great, great!"

Shen Ceyan chuckled and affectionately pinched her cheek.

After get off work in the afternoon, Shen Ceyan first took her out for a meal. Afterwards, he took her to a history museum.

Upon entering, one is immediately captivated by the rich historical atmosphere.

She unconsciously paused in front of each artifact. Shen Ceyan quietly stayed by her side.

Looking through the glass at the irreplaceable works in the display case, Ci was filled with emotion.

In front of ancient artifacts, she couldn't control the feelings deep within her heart; she wanted to understand, to feel, and to empathize.

Upon seeing that pair of phoenix coronet and embroidered robes, the life of their owner involuntarily came to mind...

Even after I left, my heart remained restless in remembrance of Ci.

While in the car, the scenes she had just witnessed kept replaying in her mind.

Shen Ceyan reached out and patted her head: "How did you feel? Did you learn anything?"

Ci Meng nodded, his voice brimming with barely suppressed excitement: "It was so amazing, so rewarding. How did you come up with the idea of ​​bringing me to the museum?"

The man chuckled softly: "I've noticed that the books and TV shows you watch are mostly related to history and art. And the clothes you usually wear are also mostly in the traditional Chinese style. So I thought I'd bring you here because you might find it interesting."

Ji Nianci felt as if she had been struck by a warm current. She stared blankly at the man in front of her; he was so thoughtful…

She couldn't help but lean down and gently hug Shen Ceyan, whispering in his ear, "Thank you, Ceyan."

Shen Ceyan's body seemed to freeze, and he dared not move.