Beijing-Hong Kong Rosemary

Chapter 70 Stripped Off
2 p.m.

Shen Guining followed Qu Yanci into the company building.

She specially changed into a business outfit: a women's blouse and a pencil skirt, with a pair of shapely and straight long legs encased in sheer stockings.

The bodycon skirt restricted her movement, preventing her from walking quickly.

For every step Qu Yanci took, she had to take two or three.

The high heels made a crisp sound as they stepped on the ground.

Noticing that the little girl couldn't keep up, he deliberately slowed down.

There are gossipy people everywhere.

The employees who witnessed what just happened are already discussing it privately in the group chat.

When did the big boss get a female secretary? Wasn't it always Jason?

[Is Jason going to lose his job?]

The girl had an Asian face and looked very young; she didn't seem like a secretary, but rather...

Don't say anything carelessly, or it'll be terrible if the boss hears it.

To be honest, she's really beautiful.

……

Top floor office.

Shen Guining made a cup of espresso in the tea room and brought it to Qu Yanci's table.

He picked up his cup, took a sip, and said, "Organize the documents and find the project proposal for the Landmark Hotel. There's a meeting to attend later."

"Okay." Shen Guining stood by the desk and carefully sorted the files.

The sound of pages turning could be heard from time to time.

Time flows quietly.

Yu Guangli's posture is that of a man of noble bearing.

He always possesses an innate elegance, and even when he is relaxed and languid, he is still pleasing to the eye, with nobility etched into his very bones.

After standing for a while, Shen Guining's feet started to hurt, so she quietly took two steps to relieve the pain.

These high heels are the first time I've worn them, and they don't fit very well; they rub against my heels.

Qu Yanci noticed the movement and looked up to ask, "What's wrong?"

"High heels rub my feet."

“Take it off,” he said. “Sit on the sofa and get ready.”

Shen Guining quickly shook her head, "No need."

Taking off your shoes in his office and sitting on the sofa—what kind of decorum would that be if someone saw you?

Qu Yanci asked without changing his expression, "Or would you like to sit on my lap to tidy up?"

Shen Guining's face flushed. "...I wouldn't dare."

She wouldn't dare to be unrestrained in a serious office setting.

When Mr. Qu spoke, she dared not disobey and silently took the documents to the sofa.

At 3:30, Shen Guining followed Qu Yan to the downstairs reception room.

It wasn't her business; she just listened from the sidelines.

We were greeted by a CEO and his daughter.

The young lady kept staring at Mr. Qu, her admiration undisguised, which Shen Guining could hardly miss.

Foreigners are indeed very expressive and don't hold back at all.

Even after the meeting ended, she quietly pulled Shen Guining aside to ask, "Excuse me, does your CEO have a girlfriend?"

Shen Guining didn't answer directly. After thinking for a moment, she said to her, "Our CEO doesn't like women."

"Ah." The young lady's eyes widened in surprise, her face full of regret. "That's such a pity."

Just as she finished speaking, a deep voice came from the doorway, "Stella, bring a cup of coffee to the office."

Shen Guining was stunned on the spot.

Oh no, did Mr. Qu hear that?

Fifteen minutes later, she knocked on the office door with a cup of coffee in her hand.

"Come in."

Upon hearing the sound, Shen Guining pushed open the door and entered, feeling uneasy.

We pray that Mr. Qu didn't hear it, and if he did, we pray he pretended not to hear it.

She just made it up on the spot.

Unfortunately, it backfired.

She had just put down her coffee and hadn't even pulled her hand back when the man grabbed her wrist.

A low, even voice rolled down his throat, "I heard I don't like women?" Shen Guining felt extremely guilty, "...I was just talking nonsense."

Without saying a word, Qu Yanci pulled her onto his lap and made her sit down.

Shen Guining struggled to get up, saying, "This is the office."

"Sit still." He said in a somewhat commanding tone, his strong, muscular arm across his waist.

Shen Guining immediately behaved himself.

Qu Yanci raised his hand and pinched her cheek, "Spreading rumors about me, huh?"

The last syllable rose in pitch, carrying a hint of danger.

Shen Guining quickly admitted her mistake, saying, "I was wrong."

Qu Yanci grabbed her chin and lifted it up, then lowered his head to bite her red lips.

Warm palms caressed her lower back through her silk shirt.

Shen Guining's back was tense, and her hands were pressed against his chest.

Who kisses their boss and secretary in the office?

The kiss didn't last long before Qu Yanci released her.

If the occasion is inappropriate, one can only try a little and stop.

The little girl's lipstick was smudged, with a touch of crimson spilling out around her lips.

Qu Yanci ran his fingertip across her cheek. "There's a restroom inside. Go in and touch up your lipstick."

She obediently said "Oh" and got off the man's lap.

I left work promptly at 6 PM.

Shen Guining's one-day secretary experience card has expired.

In the evening, Qu Yanci took her to a restaurant serving authentic Bahamian cuisine.

The little girl was full of energy during the day, but she became completely listless after going home at night.

Her period came early, and she had intermittent lower abdominal pain.

The kitchen staff made her a bowl of brown sugar ginger tea, which helped her feel a little better after drinking it.

Qu Yanci sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing her stomach. "Can you still go out tomorrow?"

Shen Guining closed her eyes and rested against his chest. When she heard the question, she forced her eyelids open and answered, "I can."

It would be a shame not to go out and have fun since we've come all this way.

Qu Yanci's cell phone, which was on the bedside table, rang.

He reached out and touched it, saying, "I'm going out to answer a call. You go to sleep first."

Shen Guining didn't want to leave his arms. "Can you just stay here and wait for me?"

She didn't mind the noise, so Qu Yanci naturally went along with it.

It was a work call.

Shen Guining listened, and it seemed to be a collaboration related to the Zhou family.

After he ended the call, Shen Guining looked up and asked, "Mr. Qu, is Zhou Shilin really going to be the head of the Zhou family?"

Qu Yanci put down his phone. "It's hard to say."

Compared to Zhou Chongli, Zhou Shilin is far less capable, but Chairman Zhou favors his second son, so it's hard to say.

A flash of disgust crossed Shen Guining's eyes. "I hate him."

"Because of your friend?"

Qu Yanci didn't want to get involved in the Zhou family's private affairs. As long as it didn't affect his interests, he didn't care who was in charge.

The reason I helped Zhou Chongli seize power was because he could offer better terms, and we also had a personal relationship.

“Zhou Shilin not only bullied my friend, he also bullied me.” Shen Guining pursed her lips and said in a low voice, “He threatened me privately, making me sleep with him…”

Qu Yanci's gaze turned icy. "When did he threaten you?"

Shen Guining grabbed the hem of his pajamas and twirled it between her fingers, "When we broke up."

Qu Yanci tightened his grip on her waist, his voice low and heavy, "He will never have another chance to find you."

"really?"

"Ah."

Having received his promise, Shen Guining felt completely relieved, but also felt a little guilty. "Have I caused you a lot of trouble?"

The Qu family and the Zhou family were originally on good terms, but they might have a falling out because of her.

Qu Yanci gently patted her back, "No, go to sleep."

Shen Guining fell asleep in a comforting embrace.

As she drifted off to sleep, she mumbled something incoherently: "Mr. Qu, if I lied to you, would you forgive me...?"