She goes crazy, he'll cover for her; the darling of the group is someone no one dares to mess w

Fang Li paused, then slowly came to a stop.

Sheng Qianrui is here too?

"No need, thank you." She was still silent when she heard Han Xi say on the phone.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of a door opening and closing could be heard.

Han Xi left the conference room and strode towards his office. Once inside, he loosened his tie and said, "The construction period has been shortened. All the contractors are here tonight."

"..." Fang Li was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was explaining to her.

“I know you don’t need to say these things.”

"I was afraid you'd misunderstand."

"What do you take me for?" Fang Li chuckled, a smile playing on her lips as she continued walking towards the Han's Building not far away. "It's just work, I understand."

Han Xi leaned back on the sofa, listening to the woman's clear voice, his eyes flickering in the dim office: "Where are you now?"

"Me...?" the woman opposite smiled playfully, "Guess."

After saying that, Fang Li hung up the phone.

Han Xi paused slightly, holding his phone, and a faint smile unconsciously curved his thin lips in the darkness.

Even at 9 p.m., the streets of Beijing were still bustling with people.

Fang Li put away her phone, glanced around, and walked into a popular pan-fried dumpling shop on the street.

Twenty minutes later, Fang Li came out of the pan-fried dumpling shop carrying several large bags of food.

-

The bright and spacious conference room was quiet, with only the sound of documents being turned over and the occasional hushed conversation.

Han Xi sat in the head office chair, looking down as he flipped through the documents in his hands.

At this moment, he was wearing only a clean white shirt, the top button slightly undone, his prominent Adam's apple faintly visible. The shirt sleeves were piled up in his strong arms. Among a group of people who were busy and overwhelmed, he appeared particularly calm. He sat there like an immovable mountain.

This is Han Xi.

He always possesses a magical quality; even without saying a word, he remains the most unforgettable presence in a crowd.

Ever since he returned from the phone call, Sheng Qianrui had been watching his expression closely.

Unfortunately, Han Xi remained as aloof and cold as ever, his expressionless face making it impossible for her to discern his true feelings.

Sheng Qianrui frowned silently and gripped the pen in her hand tightly.

Sensing the distance emanating from the man, she gradually felt a pang of regret.

She knew how childish her actions were just now. In the past, she would never have bothered to do such a thing. But she didn't know why, when she heard Han Xi speaking so gently to the person on the phone, her heart warmed and the words slipped out before she could even react.

Her intentions were so obvious, how could Han Xi not understand?

"Um... I just now..."

Boom boom boom!

A crisp knock on the door interrupted Sheng Qianrui's words, and she looked towards the door first.

"Enter."

As Han Xi finished speaking, the conference room door was pushed open.

Elara, who had disappeared for a while, came in carrying several bags. "Mr. Han, your takeout has arrived."

"takeout?"

Sheng Qianrui glanced at Han Xi with a puzzled look, then looked at Elara who was walking in, and said with a smile, "When did President Han order takeout? Did he know everyone was tired from working overtime, so he specially ordered some to replenish everyone's energy..."

Before she could finish speaking, the smile on her lips froze instantly.

"Sir, could you please settle the delivery fee?"

A slender figure suddenly emerged from behind Elara, waving a takeout bag in her hand, and spoke to Han Xi in a refined tone with a slight smile.

All the project leaders present stopped what they were doing and looked at the woman standing next to Elara.

Is this... a food delivery worker?

Her long dress hugged her exquisite figure, her chestnut brown curly hair cascaded over her shoulders, her eyebrows were slender, her nose was straight and upturned, and her lips had a slight curve without her having to force it. Especially her eyes, with long eyelashes fluttering gently, shimmering with starlight.

With that appearance, are you sure you're not some celebrity?

Everyone looked at Fang Li with surprise or astonishment, but no one noticed how ugly Sheng Qianrui's face had become as she sat at the head of the table.

In contrast, Han Xi, who was to her left, had already quietly closed the document in his hand.

The moment he saw Fang Li, his cold eyes melted like ice and snow, filled with tender warmth.

"How much."

He stared at her across the long conference table.

Fang Li raised an eyebrow meaningfully: "It's five hundred and twenty yuan in total. Would you like to scan the code with your phone or pay in cash?"

Seeing her playful expression, Han Xi couldn't hide his smile. He played along with her act, stood up from his chair, and strode towards her.

"Cash only." He was already standing two steps away from her. "Come to my office, I'll get it for you."

"Okay." Fang Li hadn't reacted yet, but Elara next to her was already trying hard to suppress the twitch of her lips, and secretly backed away with her hands behind her back.

There were just too many pink bubbles around her, and she was afraid that if she got too close, she might accidentally slip and fall from the love.

Ah, so this is what it feels like to have eyes that are all drool-worthy...

As the two of them left the conference room one after the other, before the door could even be closed, President Han eagerly reached out and took the packing bag from his wife's hand, then put his arm around her waist.

As the only person present who knew everything, Elara instantly felt like she was watching a beautiful love story from God's perspective.

Who said that their CEO Han is an old iron tree that will never bloom?

Now look!

It's driving so well; if it had a tail, it would be soaring into the sky by now!

Once the meeting room door was completely closed, Elara tried to suppress a smile, cleared her throat, and said, "Everyone has worked hard today. Let's eat something before we get back to work."

She originally intended to bring the people at the table, whose jaws were practically dropping to the floor, back to their senses.

The result was like pressing the start button for the Bagua (Eight Trigrams).

A large group of well-dressed, elite white-collar workers looked at her with curiosity.

"Secretary Liao, was that person really just a food delivery driver?"

"if not."

"Are delivery drivers all so well-behaved these days? But it seems like Mr. Han and that delivery driver know each other."

"Has Mr. Li not had his eyesight checked recently?"

Seeing the man adjust his glasses in confusion, Elara said, "It's time for a checkup."

"Did I see wrong? But I clearly saw President Han leave..."

You've misread it.

"I read it wrong?"

Everyone present was shrewd; this matter was clearly not as simple as it appeared.

Although Mr. Li is slow to react, he is not stupid.

He met the look in the eyes of the person next to him and sensed something was amiss, so he shut his mouth and stopped asking questions.

Seeing that everyone seemed quite clever, Elara decided to stop trying to deal with them.

"Alright, everyone, let's eat quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

After speaking, she ignored everyone's reactions, only glancing at Sheng Qianrui who was sitting silently in the chair, before leaving the conference room in her high heels.

CEO's office.

Han Xi had been quite polite as he casually draped Fang Li's belt over her waist as they entered, but the moment they stepped inside, he seemed like a completely different person.

Fang Li felt a tight hand around her waist, and in a dizzying moment, she was pinned behind the door by a large hand around her waist.