Gently bite the jasmine

Lin Xi pushed open the door, her high heels making a sound on the floor, even though she tried to walk as quietly as possible.

Duan Yiheng didn't look in the direction of the sound, but quickly signed the document with a black pen.

Even when viewed upside down, you can still clearly see that each stroke is smooth, clean, and beautiful.

"Have a seat." Duan Yiheng raised his hand, put the pen cap back on the fountain pen, and put the documents aside.

Lin Xi sat down in the chair in front of his desk.

Duan Yiheng naturally showed concern and asked her about the training.

Lin Xi said, "I wasn't used to it at first, but now it's fine, and everyone gets along well."

Duan Yiheng: "Yes, the training ends this Friday. I'll take a good rest over the weekend."

Lin Xi understood that it was time to officially begin work.

She hesitated for a moment, then asked Duan Yiheng, "Do I have an internship period?"

Duan Yiheng: "No, but if a serious mistake is made, the person will be dismissed."

"Okay, I see."

Duan Yiheng glanced to the left and said, "These are some project documents from the past. They don't involve any classified projects. Take them back and look at them. If you don't understand anything, just ask me."

Last time they gave us departmental materials; this time it's project information.

Lin Xi got up to get the documents, but before she could guarantee that she would study hard, Duan Yiheng stopped her:

"No rush, let's eat first."

Lin Xi was taken aback: "I'm eating here?"

Duan Yiheng: "Sister Mei made soup and had the driver deliver it. She's always worried that I won't have enough to eat when she delivers food."

Just as Lin Xi was still doubting his words, there was a knock on the office door.

Duan Yiheng let the driver in. The driver was carrying three lunch boxes. When he saw Lin Xi was there, he narrowed his eyes and said, "Sister Mei was still nagging about the young lady's meals at home."

“I said Yin Fan’s cafeteria food is just as good as hers, and she yelled at me.”

Lin Xi was amused by him: "It seems that Sister Mei has been nagging me a lot at home."

Duan Yiheng's office has a lounge, and a long corridor at the entrance of the lounge is separated from the dining area by a screen.

The driver unscrewed the lunchbox and arranged it neatly on the table, filling the entire table.

Duan Yiheng didn't make the driver wait; the driver turned and left the office.

Lin Xi was dumbfounded: "Sister Mei, is this for you to eat all by yourself?"

Duan Yiheng got up and pushed her towards the French windows.

"No way." Lin Xi took a half step back. "You're the CEO, and I'm the secretary. How can I have dinner with you?"

It was still in an office.

Duan Yiheng: "...I often eat with Assistant Qin in this office. He weighed 70 kilograms when he first joined the company, and now he weighs 83."

Lin Xi hesitated, recalling the gossip Chen Jingyi and her men had been spouting in the bathroom.

"Come and eat," Duan Yiheng decided for her.

Lin Xi had no choice but to go over.

She glanced sideways and asked curiously, "I was wondering, what if you move to Taihe Road to work in the future, and the office there isn't as big as this one?"

"You're overthinking it." Duan Yiheng pulled out a chair for her.

He's not into new things, but he really likes the layout of this office. The one on Taihe Road is based on the design drawings of this office with slight modifications, except that the lounge is twice the size of this one.

After hearing the explanation, Lin Xi was puzzled: "Why do you need such a big lounge?"

The lounge is only used for resting and recuperating at noon, and it can't compare to home.

Duan Yiheng handed her the chopsticks: "I'm not some kind of hands-off manager. There's a lot going on at the company, and working overtime is the norm. When it gets late, I just take a break."

Lin Xi took the chopsticks and was taken aback: "Why are there two pairs of chopsticks? Are these for Assistant Qin?"

Duan Yiheng changed the subject: "He has his own tableware. It's getting late, let's eat."

Lin Xi asked him curiously, "Assistant Qin doesn't look that fat, has he really gained 26 pounds?"

Duan Yiheng: "Considering his height, he's a bit overweight."

After saying that, he looked at Lin Xi with a serious expression and said, "But you are too thin. Eat more."

Lin Xi said she is of normal weight and not fat.

Duan Yiheng lowered his eyes to eat, and then said in a break, "Girls are cute when they're a little chubby."

Lin Xi scoffed, "What you men consider 'fat' might be different from what we women understand."

Duan Yiheng thought for a moment and said, "You were quite cute when you were little."

Lin Xi: "..."

She was very chubby when she was a child; from the side, you could only see the flesh on her cheeks and her eyelashes.

They ate slowly for half an hour, sharing a bite of food and a meaningless remark.

Normally, the driver would wait for Duan Yiheng to finish eating before taking the lunchbox away, but today Duan Yiheng told him to leave first, so he had to pack up by himself.

Lin Xi had that much sense, and quickly stood up and said, "President Duan, please go and rest. I'll take care of these."

Duan Yiheng stood still: "Can you?"

"Yes," Lin Xi said. "I'll take it to the tea room to wash it and then take it with me. I'll give it to Sister Mei when I get back tonight."

Duan Yiheng replied, "That works too."

As Lin Xi tidied up, she asked, "Does Sister Mei cook for you every day?"

Duan Yiheng's gaze softened for a moment as he said, "She raised me from childhood, and she's willing to take on this responsibility."

She felt uneasy if he didn't let her do it.

However, he didn't ask Sister Mei to deliver it every day, since he wasn't always at the company.

Lin Xi knew that Sister Mei was pitying Duan Yiheng for not having a mother.

It's a pity that the nanny who took care of him passed away due to illness.

In her daze, Lin Xi didn't notice that the lunchbox next to her wasn't in the slot, and her hand slipped, spilling the contents all over her.

"Be careful." Duan Yiheng pulled the person aside, but it was too late.

The dining table was heavy and high, and Lin Xi's light-colored shirt was soaked through.

She quickly pulled the hem of her dress to prevent it from getting caught on her skirt.

Duan Yiheng grabbed her wrist and led her to the lounge: "I'll call Sister Mei now and have her bring your clothes over. Go in and tidy yourself up first."

Lin Xi was on the verge of tears: "But there's no time left, the training starts at 1 a.m."

Duan Yiheng glanced at the time and said, "I'll have Qin Yang ask you to take an hour off. Just say I have something to do here."

This was indeed an excuse, but Lin Xi did not want to lie about it.

Even though she can't work, Duan Yiheng still has to clean up her mess.

"Big Brother." Lin Xi turned his head and called out subconsciously, then realized it was inappropriate and quickly addressed him by his title, "President Duan, could you lend me a shirt?"

Duan Yiheng's eyebrows twitched: "It's in the wardrobe, go find it yourself."

He stopped outside the lounge.

In Duan Yiheng's wardrobe, there were shirts of various colors, from light to dark. Lin Xi picked one with a similar fabric color and changed into it.

However, the two have a significant difference in stature, and when viewed in the mirror, Lin Xi looks like a child who has secretly worn adult clothes.

"He doesn't look fat at all, so why are his clothes so big on me?" Lin Xi muttered.

She buttoned up her shirt from bottom to top in a staggered manner, creating ruffled edges, and then tucked the hem into her skirt.

The cufflinks were too long, so she had no choice but to roll them up.

The men's shirt collar was quite crisp. Lin Xi unbuttoned one button and pressed it outwards, then let her long hair down to cover it slightly.

Only when she could no longer discern anything did she smile with satisfaction.

Time was running out. There was an empty paper bag under Duan Yiheng's wardrobe. She put the dirty clothes in it, picked it up, and was about to leave the lounge when she heard a noise outside.

The voice grew closer and closer, and Lin Xi was startled—it was Duan Zheng!