Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
On normal days when there were matters on hand to occupy her, she didn’t feel tired. But sitting there, she just couldn’t overcome her exhaustion.
Everyone’s gaze followed Yan Rusheng’s and shifted towards Wen Xuxu.
Seeing her asleep, everyone murmured incessantly.
This… this Secretary Wen is too bold and outrageous, falling asleep in the middle of a meeting.
Of course, regardless of the comments made, they were not as exaggerated as Wen Xinyi’s remarks.
She looked at Wen Xuxu who was sleeping soundly, and a sense of resentment flickered in her eyes.
Falling asleep while she was speaking was a form of mockery to her.
“Yan…” She opened her mouth and yearned to complain to Yan Rusheng.
Before she could continue, Yan Rusheng raised his arm and interrupted her, “The meeting is adjourned now.”
His voice was faint and inaudible, with the intention to curtail the conversation.
Even while he was speaking, his gaze was still on Xuxu’s face which looked peaceful in her sleep. The hint of a tender smile gradually filled his charming peach blossom-shaped eyes.
Those present were likened to the corporate world’s white bone demons—they were all extremely treacherous. They only regarded their brains as tools of the trade to help them earn a living.
After Yan Rusheng had spoken, they understood immediately that he didn’t want to wake Secretary Wen from her sleep.
Each and every one of them took their things and left the room quietly without even bidding Young Master Yan goodbye.
The people left one after another except for Wen Xinyi who took her time packing her things; she wasn’t willing to accept this setback.
She endured so many late nights preparing this proposal just for today.
Yet, it was ruined by Wen Xuxu.
As she thought about this, she glared at Xuxu menacingly.
Unexpectedly, Yan Rusheng suddenly looked at her direction.
She immediately lowered her head in guilt, stood up reluctantly and left the room.
Wen Xuxu, bear this in mind. I won’t let you succeed.
After Wen Xinyi left, Yan Rusheng boldly fixed his gaze on Wen Xuxu’s body, admiring her peaceful countenance. He was calm and unruffled.
Suddenly, Xuxu’s head moved a little.
Yan Rusheng guiltily averted his gaze and smoothly reached for a file to hold in his hand, pretending to read through the documents.
He stole a glance at Xuxu from the corner of his eyes. She raised her head, tilted her neck to one side and continued to sleep peacefully, with no intention of waking up.
He slowly turned his head to look at her again as she sat sound asleep. This was a sight that warmed and calmed his heart.
He leaned to one side, propping an arm on the back of the chair and supported his head with three fingers. His handsome face smiled tenderly.
Even time felt gentle.
She must be having a dream. Xuxu knitted her eyebrows and curled her pursed lips. She looked so lovely and adorable that it tickled his heart.
He couldn’t resist the urge to inch closer to her bit by bit.
He especially loved the sweet fragrance emitting from her body, be it from the scent of her shower gel or the washing detergent she used.
It teased his racing heart.
His lips finally touched her tender red lips, and his heart melted.
He pressed his lips against hers, fixing his eyes on her gorgeous face.
Wen Xuxu, when I draw closer and closer to you, can you keep still without hiding away?
The cellphone on the table suddenly vibrated and smashed this beautiful moment.
He frowned with displeasure and withdrew his lips from Xuxu. Swiftly, he picked up the phone and pressed the end-call button.
He had a sudden thought: ‘I should take a photo of this lovely and serene-looking Xuxu while she sleeps.’