Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Xuxu felt a sense of guilt. “Go back to sleep. We’ll talk after you wake up.”
Yan Rusheng sent another voice message to Xuxu right after. “Wen Xuxu, I want to hug you to sleep.”
His sexy and lazy voice carried a tinge of childishness.
Xuxu faced darkened all of a sudden. This fellow was revealing his true colors again.
But his voice was inexplicably charming. She couldn’t stop herself from listening to Yan Rusheng’s voice message again.
“Wen Xuxu, I want to hug you to sleep.”
After listening to it a second time, his childish voice revealed a tinge of tenderness that titillated her heart and she blushed.
There was a long pause…
“Sister Xuxu.”
Qiao Jian’s voice sounded in her ears all of a sudden. Xuxu shuddered for a moment and hastily locked the screen of her cell phone. She raised her head and awkwardly looked at Qiao Jian. “Since when have you been standing there.”
Qiao Jian replied, “After you had listened to President Yan’s voice message.”
He stood upright and pursed his lips, obviously trying hard to refrain his laughter.
Of course, Xuxu wasn’t taken in by him. If it was after that, how would he have known that the voice message that she was listening to was from Yan Rusheng?
Her face turned even redder, and she cleared her throat. “What do you want?”
It was all Yan Rusheng’s fault for sending such an inappropriate voice message to her in broad daylight.
“I need your signature on this document.” Qiao Jian handed the document to Xuxu.
Xuxu reached out to receive it. “Alright.”
She scanned through the contents and signed on it before returning it to Qiao Jian.
“Sister Xuxu, I didn’t expect President Yan to behave coquettishly.” Qiao Jian walked over to Xuxu and bent over to whisper into her ears before receiving the documents from her and ran off.
Staring at the back view of Qiao Jian escaping, Xuxu was annoyed yet embarrassed.
Her prim and proper image in the eyes of her colleagues was going to be ruined by this hooligan.
Xuxu did not reply Yan Rusheng further.
As Young Master Yan had been disturbed from his sleep, he couldn’t return to slumberland anymore and kept harassing Xuxu with his text messages.
Her cell phone kept beeping intermittently, and Xuxu couldn’t concentrate on her work.
She knitted her brows and looked at the screen of her cell phone. Her heart was tickled, and she couldn’t refrain herself from picking up her cell phone to look through each of his messages.
She finally replied to him, ‘Yan Rusheng, can you stop it? How am I going to concentrate on my work if you keep disturbing me?’
Yan Rusheng replied, ‘This goes to show that your heart is not on your work. Otherwise, you could have turned off your phone. Or mute it? Or throw your phone away?’
There was a long pause…
As expected, when she gave him an inch, he wanted a foot.
‘Don’t be so smug.’ Xuxu gritted her teeth and sent another reply to Yan Rusheng. She took his ‘advice’ and muted her phone, placed it on the table and turned her head away from it.
Frankly speaking, she felt fearful for not attending the bidding.
She looked at her desktop calendar. Her brows knitted together in worry.
But because of Flourish & Prosper’s situation, she had to let down his good intentions.
After her cell phone was switched to a silent mode, Xuxu gradually began her work.
She worked non-stop ’till it was almost time to clock-off. Xuxu poured herself a cup of hot water and held it in her hand. She huddled in her swivel chair and looked at the French windows, blissfully enjoying the scenic winter view of the capital city.
Over the next few days, she spent her afternoons working in Yan Rusheng’s office. As the environment was peaceful, her work productivity also soared.
It seemed that she had the thought of erecting a private office for herself too.