Chapter 735: Chapter 735: The Omnipresent Tactfulness
He Jingyao gave Adam a cool glance, “So, you kept her outside the office?”
Upon hearing this, Adam immediately broke out in cold sweat.
He opened his mouth but didn’t know how to explain. To say he hadn’t recognized her at first… seemed like he couldn’t escape the responsibility.
“It was me who wanted to see you earlier, so I waited outside the office,” Zhixi explained in a soft voice, “It’s not Adam’s fault, don’t blame him.”
He Jingyao waved his hand for Adam to leave and leaned in to embrace her fully, still looking displeased, “He didn’t let you in, and you just naively waited outside? He didn’t let you make a call, and you really didn’t make one? When have I ever not answered your calls because of a meeting?”
Zhixi blinked her eyes and spoke in a soft, slightly coquettish tone, “I didn’t really have anything important, I just wanted to come and see, so I didn’t want to disturb you…” This text is hosted at novel⸺fire.net
He Jingyao looked at her charming face, and the anger that filled him eventually subsided.
Even if he was angry, he couldn’t take it out on her.
In the end, he still couldn’t hold back. He flicked her on the forehead with a finger, his tone cold, “If you’re this reckless again, it won’t be so easy to get off the hook next time.”
Zhixi’s face fell in grievance, and she rubbed the spot on her forehead where he had flicked her with her left hand.
He Jingyao was both heartbroken and amused, pulling her left hand down, “You’re really regressing… You just now looked almost as bad as Xiaobao.”
Zhixi immediately widened her eyes, looking utterly devastated.
He chuckled softly, leaned down, and kissed her lips gently yet restrained.
“Hungry?” he asked, his voice growing husky, “I’ll have Uncle Li send over lunch. It’s difficult for you to move your hand.”
“Then Xiaobao will be alone at home…” Zhixi remembered her lone son and felt somewhat embarrassed.
He Jingyao thought for a second, “I’ll have mom and Ziyi go over to accompany him. You don’t need to worry.”
“Okay,” she replied with a smile, stretching her arms to hug him, but catching He Jingyao’s warning glance, she sheepishly retracted her right hand.
Half an hour later, Uncle Li had someone deliver lunch. Adam and two secretaries set up the meal.
Among them was Qian Feifei.
Her face was somewhat pale, but her expression was composed. Before leaving, she also placed a crystal vase on the table, with a vibrant rose inside.
After Adam and the others left, Zhixi began to carefully look around He Jingyao’s office. She then suddenly realized that the man’s office had become warm and lively. This warmth stemmed from various small details, like the oddly-shaped pillows on the sofa, cartoon mugs used for serving guests, pretty stickers on the table and the like – definitely not He Jingyao’s usual style.
Her gaze finally settled on the rose on the table. Such attention to detail was truly unsettling.
The man had just finished a phone call and now came over to sit by her side.
“Why aren’t you eating?” he caught her right hand and looked at it, reassured only when he confirmed the swelling had subsided.
“Suddenly lost my appetite,” she withdrew her hand, sounding somewhat sullen.
“Hmm?” He Jingyao’s eyes darkened as he inquired in a deep voice.
“Don’t you think…” Zhixi finally couldn’t hold back, her tone a bit sharp, “your office has become a bit too feminine?”