On the way, Shen Cheng did not get out of the car again; the car returned to the villa.
After asking a servant, she found out that Shi Yu had been busy in his study all morning and had not come out.
She handed the box she was carrying to the servant: "Give this to the lady."
The servant took the box with both hands and went off with the order.
Therefore, they did not dare to be the slightest bit negligent with her instructions, treating her as if she were truly the mistress of the villa.
Glancing at the time, Shen Cheng tiptoed up the stairs.
The study door was not completely closed; there was a small gap open, and through the gap, she could see Shi Yu concentrating on reading documents.
Standing at the door, Shen Cheng watched him and suddenly remembered a saying: A man who is serious about his work is the most charming.
Since she had left, his posture had hardly changed, constantly hunched over the desk dealing with paperwork.
What differed was that the stack of thick papers had already decreased by a great deal.
Outsiders only knew that Shi Yu was wealthy, wealthy, wealthy and had a lot of money, but they did not realize how much effort he put in behind the scenes.
Shen Cheng pushed the door open.
The change in the light caught Shi Yu’s attention, and when he lifted his head and saw it was her, his eyebrows slightly relaxed, though his voice remained cold and stern: "Come here."
Shen Cheng stood still, not moving.
Seeing her lack of response, a dangerous glint flashed in Shi Yu’s eyes: "Three..."
This man, always counting down from three!
Shen Cheng, somewhat dissatisfied, walked over and sat on his lap, frowning: "Not fun."
"Walked too much, my legs hurt. Why do women like shopping so much?"
She spoke as if she herself wasn’t a woman.
Looking at those documents, Shen Cheng had another thought and looked up to meet his gaze: "I’ve thought of a reason why you would allow me to get a job."
Shi Yu stretched out a hand to rub her calf, while the other kept flipping through materials, his expression dark and brooding, "I’ve said it before, it’s best if you don’t even think about this matter."
Shen Cheng turned his face towards her, and kissed him on the lips, "I want to think about it!"
Seeing a displeased expression on someone’s face, Shen Cheng kissed him again, "Will you let me think about it or not!"
"Come on, say it, will you let me think about it or not." Shen Cheng deliberately leaned into his ear, rubbing against Shi Yu with a soft part of her body: "I want to see you twenty-four hours a day."
Since when had Miss Shen ever said something so provocative?
As she spoke, she ambiguously breathed into his ear: "Seriously."
Shi Yu pushed her away, expressionless, and pulled out a resume from the drawer for her: "Fill it out, starting with an internship."
It was not yet lunchtime when the servant who went to deliver the perfume to Wen Wan returned.
Shen Cheng took a sip of her soup nonchalantly and asked, "Did she like it?"
"Returning to the Young Madam, I handed it to the lady personally, and she said she liked it very much."
"Hmm," Shen Cheng acknowledged, indicating that she understood.
Shi Yu was also at the table; after the servant left, he furrowed his brows and asked with a cold voice, "What did you send?"
Seeing his expression, Shen Cheng couldn’t help but curl the corner of her mouth, "Guess."
Shi Yu’s gaze tightened on her, almost palpable with tightening force: "Hmm?"
"You’re interested in what one woman gives to another?"
"The only woman I am interested in is you."
Shen Cheng ignored him and continued to eat her meal.
Hearing his question, Shen Cheng was taken aback for a moment, then lifted her head, "Yours what?"
"From tomorrow on, I’m your boss."
"Do you understand the unwritten rules?"