Bo Tingshen draped the Golden Phoenix Feather Robe over himself, lightly resting his arm behind his head and slightly closed his eyes, as if imagining something, he urged.
The CEO’s method of punishing people is a bit too sadistic, isn’t it?
Shouldn’t the punishment for employees be a lecture on their thinking, or a fine, or at worst a beating? Have I just gone straight to the final stage of weeping and repenting?
"What, you want to back out?"
"No, CEO, the key issue is..." Ye Xian glanced at the surrounding array of flowers and the beautiful scene of a perfect Mid-Autumn night, listening to the occasional bursts of happy laughter from Mom, Dad, and Brother in the house, "I can’t break into tears all of a sudden."
"Are you not an actor? Don’t even have that much skill?"
"I have it!" Challenged on her professionalism, Ye Xian puffed out her chest and sniffled, "Yi yi yi... No, this also feels too sissy, it really undermines my masculinity, and besides, through the phone, you wouldn’t know if my crying is real or fake. How about you change the form of punishment, CEO?"
Bo Tingshen opened his eyes, "You want to really cry?"
"It’s not that, what I mean is..."
"Don’t worry, I’ll give you the opportunity."
Ye Xian: "..." I don’t want that kind of opportunity.
"Take good care of your voice, the more the better."
"I was wrong, CEO, I really was wrong, don’t bear a grudge, or how about you talk to me... about what conflicts you’re having with your family? Maybe I can help you with some ideas."
"Do you think I’m Lin Yan? Or your friend?"
The corners of Bo Tingshen’s lips lifted slightly, his voice carrying a hint of displeasure.
Ye Xian: "..." Yes, I’m not worthy to be your friend.
"Did you call just to thank me for helping with Lin Yan’s matter?"
"No." Ye Xian shook her head, gazing at the bright moon above, "CEO, I wanted to say... Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, may you have a joyful reunion."
In the dimly lit bedroom, the phone cast a glowing light, highlighting the curve of the man’s mouth as it subtly lifted into a half-smile.
Just eight words were enough to part the clouds and clear the sky.
Ye Xian, pleased with herself after ending the call, returned to her room. But she was startled when she reached the corner of the garden corridor, "Ah—"
A creepy shadow lurked behind a column, frightening her enough to nearly jump out of her skin.
Ye Shaowen stepped out, looking at her suspiciously, "Xiao Yezi, who were you talking to on the phone for so long? And you seemed quite happy too!"
"Ye Shaowen, are you trying to scare me to death?!"
Ye Xian, teeth clenched in anger, turned to look for a stick, but Ye Shaowen stepped forward to snatch her phone, "Don’t change the subject, give me the phone to check!"
"No way, let go! This is my privacy!"
"What privacy? Is there anything your second brother doesn’t know about? Let me tell you, don’t even think about dating behind my back again. I overlooked it when you were chasing Jiang Wanze; I was negligent. If I had realized earlier that you showed signs of love, I would’ve nipped it in the bud, and we wouldn’t have had so much trouble!"
"What dating or not dating, do you think I’m like you, always thinking about such things!"
Ye Xian clenched her phone and leaped up as Ye Shaowen rolled up his sleeves and tussled with her. They soon grappled with each other, and when Father Ye and Mother Ye arrived upon hearing the noise, they saw Ye Xian’s foot on Ye Shaowen’s face, Ye Shaowen’s arm twisted around Ye Xian’s thigh, "..." Are these two kids combined three and a half years old?