Lin Yixun tried to keep a distance from Leng Yixiu, avoiding any physical contact, yet due to the man’s tall figure, it was difficult to operate if she didn’t stand closer.
Helplessly, she had to step forward a few steps, standing on tiptoe to wrap the tie around the man’s shirt collar. However, whether it was fate playing tricks on her, no matter how careful she was, her forehead accidentally touched the man’s lips in the instant she stood on tiptoe.
Lin Yixun’s body stiffened, instinctively wanting to retreat, but the man was faster than her, his large hand tightly gripping her waist, lips deeply pressing onto her forehead.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment, the spacious master bedroom suddenly became silent, so quiet that even the sound of a pin drop could be heard. A hint of amorous atmosphere permeated, but Lin Yixun did not kind of ambiguity.
She forcefully pushed against Leng Yixiu’s chest, breaking free from his embrace, retreating to a safe distance, and said in a low voice, "You’re going to be late for work."
The man narrowed his eyes, staring at her, "Are you reminding me?"
Lin Yixun’s lips tightened, remaining silent.
The man seemed to be in a good mood, "But you haven’t finished tying my tie yet."
Knowing that the man wouldn’t let it go easily, Lin Yixun had no choice but to brace herself and step forward, standing on tiptoe again, continuing the unfinished task from before. This time, she was extremely careful, maintaining a safe distance from Leng Yixiu.
"Done." Lin Yixun stepped back a few steps and spoke lightly.
The man lowered his eyes, examining Lin Yixun’s "work," curled his lips and said, "Not bad, quite special."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yixun’s gaze darkened involuntarily. She would never tell him that back then, in hopes of one day being able to tie his tie like today, she had secretly practiced dozens of different ways to tie a tie.
The ironic thing was, during the 365 days after their marriage, Leng Yixiu never set foot in their new home, so naturally, she never had the chance to personally tie his tie when he got up for work in the morning. Yet now, she was doing what she had dreamt of for so long, in the identity of a mistress. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novel·fire·net
After Leng Yixiu left, Lin Yixun had breakfast and then went to Shengde. Thanks to the meticulous treatment by the doctors and nurses at Shengde Hospital, Lin’s mother’s condition had improved considerably compared to the past.
She couldn’t help but sigh, no wonder so many people would do anything to get into this hospital. The medical team and equipment here were indeed more advanced than those in other public hospitals in T City.
Seeing her mother’s condition improve day by day, Lin Yixun also felt some relief. At least her sacrifices and efforts were worth it. As long as her mother could get better, it would be worth sacrificing her lifetime of happiness.
After work in the afternoon, Lin Yixun went to the restroom. The ladies’ restroom was always a place where company employees touched up their makeup and gossiped when they were bored. Coincidentally, Lin Yixun stumbled upon one such gossip session.
Originally, Lin Yixun was not interested in gossip, deciding to leave quietly once those outside finished talking. But unexpectedly, she heard her name mentioned by her colleagues.
"What do you think of that Lin Yixun? The company adjusted the telephone operator shifts from three shifts a day to four shifts a day just for her?"
"What do you mean, obviously she’s got someone backing her."
"As if I don’t know she has backing? If she didn’t have backing, how could she manage that? I just want to know what kind of background her support has."