Gently bite the jasmine

Duan Yiheng said, "From now on, you can drink alcohol, but you must not drink in a way that harms your health."

Lin Xi was dumbfounded. Was that all he was going to say?

Duan Yiheng clicked his tongue: "Did you hear that?"

“I heard you.” Lin Xi nodded. “But is that all you’re going to say? I thought you were going to ask me to do something for you.”

Duan Yiheng: "What can you do for me?"

Lin Xi tilted her head as if thinking: "I'm your secretary, so it's only right that I help you with work-related matters. You have Sister Mei in your personal life, so I don't really think there's anything I can do to help you."

Lin Xi chuckled awkwardly.

"Yes," Duan Yiheng said.

"What?" Lin Xi asked.

"The ginkgo trees are in full bloom; come with me to see them." Duan Yiheng's gaze was distant and profound. "Every year I'm alone."

"Okay." Lin Xi felt like she had gotten a great deal; this wasn't really helping anyone.

Duan Yiheng raised his hand and glanced at his watch: "I'm going with Qin Yang to the R&D center in the old campus. You go to work first."

Lin Xi responded and took a shower as quickly as possible.

Before she went to work, Chen Baiwei stopped her.

"You've worked hard these past few days. I've prepared a lot of your favorite dishes today. Come back early."

Lin Xi was taken aback: "Uh, okay."

What does she mean?

Chen Baiwei: "Then I'll wait for you at home, don't forget."

Lin Xi was thinking about going to work, so she answered and hurriedly left.

When she arrived at the company, she turned on her computer, checked her email, and found a progress report from the R&D department on the upgrade of the new financial algorithm.

Lin Xi noted down the key points and risks in the report, waiting for Duan Yiheng to come over.

Just before it was time for him to go to work, Duan Mingxuan called, saying he was downstairs.

If she doesn't go up, he will. If someone sees them, she won't be able to do her job properly in the future.

Lin Xi drove all the way to the street opposite the company and got into Duan Mingxuan's dark purple sports car.

Duan Mingxuan grabbed her hand, looked at it, and picked up the ointment to apply it to her.

"I've already applied it myself." Lin Xi withdrew her hand.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoxi, I was in a bit of a rush and didn't notice you." Duan Mingxuan rushed over as soon as he had a moment to spare.

Lin Xi asked, "How did you know my hand was injured?"

"Liang Yutong was drinking with Mu Shuo last night and ran into Yu Lang again."

Lin Xi knew without guessing that Yu Tong must have stood up for her and taken her anger out on Yu Lang.

Yu Lang and Duan Mingxuan grew up together, so naturally he wouldn't hide it from him.

After being drunk last night, she thought about many things.

It's unrealistic to avoid Duan Mingxuan all the time, so I'll just have to accept it.

She accepted that he would eventually get married and have children, and that she was his sister.

So what it was like before, it will be like in the future.

Because compared to liking, his distrust is more likely to break her down.

Lin Xi said to Duan Mingxuan, "Don't worry, I didn't take it to heart and won't make things difficult for you."

Duan Mingxuan felt a warmth in his heart because of her understanding and said, "Xiao Xi is still the best to me."

Lin Xi smiled mechanically, "Then I'll go upstairs first."

"It was all my fault the past few days." Duan Mingxuan took her hand again. "Xiao Xi, I know you won't leave Yin Fan. I've compromised. Let's put all the unhappiness we had before behind us, okay?"

Looking into Duan Mingxuan's sincere eyes, Lin Xi felt as if she had chewed a whole lemon, and it was incredibly sour.

During her first questioning at the hospital last night, it seemed as if even her breathing was connected to the pain in her heart.

Lin Xi nodded: "Okay."

After Duan Mingxuan left, Lin Xi returned to the company. Duan Yiheng had already arrived and was looking at the progress report on the table.

Lin Xi knocked on the door, and Duan Yiheng, without looking up, said, "Come in."

"President Duan," Lin Xi called out.

Duan Yiheng looked up and said to her, "Come here."

Lin Xi walked over, and Duan Yiheng stood up and let her sit in his boss's chair.

Lin Xi was unaware of the situation and dared not sit down.

Duan Yiheng said, "I've read the report. I told you to revise it while you're sitting down."

Lin Xi had no choice but to sit down. Duan Yiheng pulled out a report, and Lin Xi held the mouse. Their fingers accidentally touched.

Lin Xi curled her fingertips and slightly increased the distance between them.

Duan Yiheng hunched over, one hand resting on the back of the chair, the other pointing at the report.

His voice was clear and fluent, and Lin Xi's hands kept typing, but the tips of her ears turned red.

After finally finishing the revisions, Lin Xi turned halfway around to ask him if it was okay, but Duan Yiheng leaned forward to get the report, intending for her to handle it later.

A thin knit top is paired with a suit vest, and hand-crocheted decorative flowers hook onto the decorative lapel chain.

The lapel chain is properly worn in the lace eyelet on the collar, and the lower end is tucked into the breast pocket.

However, Duan Yiheng tied it to his vest, which also served as a unique decorative element.

Neither of them noticed what was happening.

Duan Yiheng checked it over and, finding no problems, said, "All done."

Lin Xi got up to tidy up the report materials when she suddenly felt a chill on her shoulder. She turned around and saw that her cardigan had been ripped open with a huge tear, revealing her round, white shoulder... and her bra strap.

Given Duan Yiheng's height, he would inevitably have a clear view of everything underneath his clothes.

Lin Xi was filled with shame and indignation. She grabbed the clothes that were wrapped around her, thinking she could tear them off, but only one thread broke.

She could walk now, but the thread was still tangled in Duan Yiheng's collar chain.

The seams had come undone; if it wasn't fixed, the entire garment would be ruined. Lin Xi was completely dumbfounded.

Duan Yiheng closed the distance between them, pinning her against the desk, and said, "Don't move, let me untie it."

Lin Xi blushed from her neck to the tips of her ears, and asked in a trembling voice, "Did you see everything just now?"

"What do you see?" Duan Yiheng asked, his breathing steady.

"I..." How could she possibly say that?

He must have seen it.

Lin Xi was filled with shame and indignation: "Is it done yet?"

The chain is delicate and not easy to handle.

Duan Yiheng simply told her not to move.

Lin Xi covered her collar and glanced at the door out of the corner of her eye, hoping no one would come in.

The next second, there was a loud knocking on the office door.

Lin Xi shrank back and looked up to ask, "What should we do? Can we let him come in later?"

The knocking was urgent. Duan Yiheng pulled over a chair and said, "Hide under the desk."

Lin Xi's eyes widened: "What if we get caught?"

“No,” Duan Yiheng said. “Squat down, and if you can’t untie it, take the chain away.”

That's one way to do it.

Duan Yiheng straightened his suit, moved his chair forward, and called out towards the door, "Come in."

Because of the chain, Lin Xi couldn't squat down completely. She knelt on the carpet, her fingers busy working on Duan Yiheng's abdomen.

Duan Yiheng glanced down at her. Lin Xi was busy untying the chain, only holding the fluffy head towards him.

This posture is fucking awful.

Duan Yiheng's muscles, hidden beneath his suit, bulged as he raised his palm to Qin Yang, who had just entered: "Don't come any closer, just stand there and talk."

Qin Yang was taken aback, then, holding the documents, he succinctly summarized the matter that Duan Yiheng needed to handle urgently into three sentences.

Duan Yiheng gestured for him to place the documents on the coffee table in the reception area.

Lin Xi finally unfastened Duan Yiheng's collar chain. She happily raised her head, and with a "thud," the office fell into an eerie silence.

Qin Yang was even more startled: "What was that sound?"