Can following the rules be called rebirth?

Chapter 316, Section 314: Slightly Tipsy
【have you slept? 】

As New Year's Eve approaches, the night grows deeper.

He Min was lying alone in the room.

To her utter surprise, Zhou Mingyuan would send her a message at this time.

Since that day at Nanhu Industrial Park, when He Min mustered the courage to break down boundaries, she was once caught in internal strife.

Fortunately, Zhou Mingyuan is always surprisingly mature in this regard, easily taking control of the situation.

Whether at work or in his personal life, Zhou Mingyuan seemed to have done nothing at all.

Everything was just like before, as if the two were still just ordinary superiors and subordinates, chatting and laughing with him.

Sometimes, He Min even felt a sense of absurdity.

Can we really pretend nothing happened? This scene in the office.
Was it all just a dream?

Please arrange my itinerary.

“A leader from the district visited Mingli Company. Remember to greet him when you arrive.”

"You look good in this outfit today."

"It's alright, don't worry about cooperating with us. Our previous suggestions have already been approved."

"If the leadership has any further objections, I will handle them."

What are you asking? The specific price?

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Most of the time, their conversations were so ordinary and natural.

Like a typical boss and assistant discussing work, it's hard to imagine that they have any other intimate relationship.

He Min appeared calm, but it was hard not to speculate.

I suspect that in this man's mind, what happened that day...
What does it represent?
For this business trip with my boss, I specially prepared a gold bodycon dress that subtly revealed some of my cleavage.

She often has thoughts that make it difficult for her to face herself.

Today is New Year's Eve.

With a boss who is so meticulous in handling matters, could it be that he had already made some kind of preparation before bringing me and Du Jianuo to this paradise in Hangzhou so early?
Will they call me over tonight?

We were together in the past.

She was anxious, scared, yet also filled with a ridiculous sense of anticipation.

Of course, these are all just wild fantasies.

As the boss's personal assistant, He Min understood this from the very beginning.

Faced with Zhou Mingyuan, he was unable to take the initiative or control the situation.

When President Zhou tells her to go, she just needs to get going.

In situations where she isn't needed, she certainly wouldn't want to embarrass herself.

Like the few hours before New Year's Eve.

He Min casually chose a restaurant for dinner and went out wearing casual clothes.

A grey, loose-fitting printed sweatshirt, light bleached, loose-fitting cropped jeans secured at the waist with an elastic band, white boat socks, and basketball shoes.

Since it's a business trip, I won't be going to any formal occasions or social events, so simple, easy-to-wear clothes are the best choice. I don't need anything too eye-catching or sexy, or I don't need to think too much about matching.

However, I don't know what kind of mentality led to it.

He Min picked out a set of lingerie that she really liked.

The seamless, one-piece design, paired with transparent straps, features a cute floral pattern.

The ultra-low-rise briefs also feature a seamless design, and since it's winter, they won't expose you or look indecent.

The patterned design has a girlish feel, and when combined with her ample bust, it creates a unique kind of sexiness.

She was reluctant to think too deeply about why she had carefully chosen this set of lingerie.

Maybe it's just because it's New Year's Eve, maybe
Because I might be inspected by him that evening.

It wasn't until He Min was alone in the chair in the guesthouse room, bought some beer downstairs, and stared blankly at her laptop for a long time that she realized how late it was.

Reply to the message?

Handling tasks?

Wash up and rest?

Would you like some more?
In fact, she had no interest in any of these things.

To her surprise, she actually received a message from Zhou Mingyuan.

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the door.

Zhou Mingyuan pushed open the door and was led into the room by He Min. He immediately noticed the items on the small balcony.

In 2015, a homestay trend was quietly emerging across the country.

Those old-style houses hidden in the deep alleys of the old streets have been infused with fresh design concepts and transformed into places that are more popular with young people than star-rated hotels.

Dai Ying, as a seasoned professional who has worked in the fashion industry for many years, understands this target customer group all too well.

For young women who love beauty, taking photos, and pursuing a high quality of life, the criteria for judging a successful place to live are exceptionally clear.

It boasts an extremely high success rate for taking photos, a beautiful environment, and a superior geographical location.

These three points are far more substantial than the superficial aspects of a five-star hotel.

Just like the accommodations Dai Ying prepared for the three of them, each room was an independent one-bedroom, one-living room, and one-bathroom layout, with the clever part being the enclosed small balcony extending from the living room.

Unlike an open-air balcony that easily gets dusty, it perfectly brings in plenty of light and a great view.

The interior combines the currently popular wabi-sabi style with micro-cement materials, featuring clean and crisp lines and a low-saturation beige-gray tone to create a tranquil atmosphere.

All the equipment is brand new and advanced, and what's even more remarkable is that it's spotless everywhere, showing how meticulously it's maintained.

When Zhou Mingyuan pushed open the half-closed door, he was clearly drunk.

His cheeks were flushed, and his eyes seemed veiled in mist, making them appear somewhat unfocused.

"You just got back?"

He Min squinted and stepped aside to let him in.

"Ah."

Zhou Mingyuan responded, his gaze sweeping across the room before finally settling on the built-in wine cabinet against the wall.

Where is Nono?

He Min paused for a moment, then went straight to the point.

"Tonight was quite interesting. A lot of people came over to toast her, and she drank too much. She should be asleep by now."

"Why are you drinking alone in your room during the New Year?"

As Zhou Mingyuan spoke, he walked over and naturally took a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, then bent down to find the corkscrew.

"Come here, I'll have another drink with you."

With a soft click, the cork was removed.

He held the wine glass steadily between his fingers with one hand and the newly opened bottle of red wine with the other. He also came to the small balcony and sat down in the chair opposite He Min.

Moonlight streamed through the glass, casting a blurred outline on him.

The two glasses were filled with about a third of the liquid, which hung in a beautiful arc on the glass.

He then handed one of the cups to He Min.

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He Min pursed her lips and paused for a few seconds before taking the cup.

In fact, the few cans of beer she had just drunk had already made her slightly tipsy.

Zhou Mingyuan observed his assistant's actions without saying a word, but simply extended his wine glass forward a few inches.

A silent invitation.

Seeing this, He Min had no choice but to raise her cup and carefully approach.

"Ding~"

A crisp clinking of glasses echoed in the quiet space of the balcony. She took a small, demure sip.

The taste of red wine is completely different from that of beer.

The wine initially tastes slightly acidic due to grape fermentation, but then an indescribable aroma fills the mouth.

It has a smooth texture with a mellow finish.

She doesn't actually know anything about wine tasting.

Despite being Zhou Mingyuan's personal assistant, she almost never drank alcohol during social engagements.

Often, she couldn't quite understand the taste of red and white wine, or what magic it possessed that made people so fascinated by it.

But at this moment, the inherent sophistication and ritual of red wine, combined with the significance of the beginning of the new year, caused her to feel momentarily dazed.

The taste is pretty good.
Just as she was savoring the lingering taste in her mouth, Zhou Mingyuan next to her tilted his head back and drank the red wine in his glass in one gulp.

Eh?
Isn't it said that red wine needs to be savored?
He Min was stunned again as she watched the man's smooth and natural movements.

She didn't know if it was just a figment of her imagination, but she always felt that Zhou Mingyuan had an untamed wildness about him.

The assistant couldn't help but glance at him again.

Watching him swallow, his cheekbones swayed slightly, and his shaved skin revealed clean, bluish-gray marks.

I watched as the two buttons on his shirt collar were casually undone, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

An indescribable sexual tension surged forth.

Her heart skipped a beat, and He Min felt her cheeks getting even hotter.

She suddenly became a little distracted.

In fact, let's set aside those external halos.

Putting aside the boss's self-made wealth, his elegant speech, perfectly timed humor, and composure under pressure.
Even judging solely by his appearance, Zhou Mingyuan is truly a man blessed with natural talent.

He is so handsome.

In a daze, they talked back and forth, and He Min gradually increased the speed at which she drank.

".That's it."

"As expected of our brand of 'Relief from Worries,' you can even run into fans at a bar!"

"She always has, Nono always shines wherever she goes~"

As Zhou Mingyuan recounted the evening's interesting events and experiences, the wine in his glass dwindled until it was empty.

Seeing this, He Min stood up slightly, leaned forward, raised the wine bottle, and poured a thin stream of wine into the glass opposite her.

She often tied up her long, black hair for convenience.

Perhaps because of her thick hair, or perhaps as a deliberate decoration, as she bent over, a strand of hair inevitably fell down uncontrollably, like a clear spring quietly flowing over a stone wall in a secluded valley.

She subconsciously reached out her free left hand, her slender fingers gently lifting to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

After finishing this, she couldn't help but look up and gaze over there.

Sure enough, Zhou Mingyuan, who was sitting opposite her, was looking at her.

But his gaze had nothing to do with the wine jug in his hand.

Instead, it landed directly and unabashedly on her neckline.

There lies a glimpse of springtime beauty, accidentally revealed there.

Her fair and smooth skin, and the full, undulating curves beneath it, were faintly visible through her clothes.

He Min's cheeks suddenly flushed crimson.

She didn't dodge, didn't pretend nothing had happened and hastily finish pouring the wine, nor did she deliberately show any charm or flirt with the man opposite her.

Instead, she remained calm and composed, like a meticulously sculpted beauty in a traditional Chinese painting, maintaining her posture of bending over to pour wine, frozen in place.

Inside the warm guesthouse, the coat had already been changed and was hanging on the wall hook, and the high heels were nowhere to be seen.

The bodycon nightgown she's wearing almost perfectly outlines the lines of her shoulders, chest, waist, hips, and legs.

It accentuated He Min's figure, making her appear both slender and graceful, yet still exuding a gentle charm.

Her wine glass was already full, yet she maintained a slightly deliberate posture.

Not moving at all.

At first glance, the silence between the two seemed somewhat awkward.

But upon closer examination, a subtle, unspoken charm emerges.

She knew perfectly well that the other person would understand the meaning behind her actions.

If you want to watch, then watch as you please.

No pretense, no concealment, no evasion.
This body is always ready to be presented to the boss in its most beautiful form.

Or rather, use it.

She waited until she was sure that a satisfied smile flashed across Zhou Mingyuan's eyes, and even seemed to catch a barely perceptible nod from him, before slowly straightening up and sitting down again.

Immediately, He Minqiang suppressed the shyness surging in her chest, mustered her courage, and met Zhou Mingyuan's gaze.

Although the relationship between the two was unusual, He Min also crossed the line into a more intimate relationship with her boss.

However, Zhou Mingyuan was not inexperienced in eating and drinking, and he was never short of beautiful girls around him.

Therefore, most of the interactions between him and her were work-related, and the atmosphere was more like a typical conversation between a superior and subordinate.

At this moment, perhaps it was the fleeting ambiguity, or perhaps it was the gentleness, submissiveness, and silent, radiant beauty she had just displayed that stirred Zhou Mingyuan's heart.

The man's gaze became noticeably intense, and even his voice became slightly hoarse. He chuckled, patted the chair next to him, and whispered.

"It's a bit far, come sit over here."

This small balcony originally had space for four to six people to sit around.

The two sat opposite each other chatting, each with plenty of room to spare.

But He Min knew perfectly well that Zhou Mingyuan's gesture of asking her to sit down was not simply to have a chat side by side.

He might think
To be honest, even she herself couldn't explain it.

What should my feelings be?

"Um"

The assistant nodded slightly in response, her cheeks flushed, and stood up, holding her wine glass, to sit down next to Zhou Mingyuan as instructed.

She obediently pressed the side of her nightgown against Zhou Mingyuan's side.

She leaned her upper body slightly against his arm.

A sweet fragrance lingers, and the wine is intoxicating.

She leaned against Zhou Mingyuan's body with a somewhat awkward air.

This position practically delivers all of her softness to the parts of her body that the man can easily reach.

really
Zhou Mingyuan couldn't resist and followed.

This is simply the ultimate expression of serving a man.

As Zhou Mingyuan told stories and drank red wine, he casually played with himself.

new Year's Eve.

The New Year's Eve she imagined, the New Year's Eve she secretly looked forward to.
This is probably the only possible outcome.

For some reason, He Min suddenly felt a soreness in her nasal cavity.

Of course, she wanted to hide these feelings, so she was almost ashamed for the sake of shame, and simply let herself be ashamed to the extreme.

The assistant leaned down and whispered softly in the man's ear.

"Boss~"

She always liked to call Zhou Mingyuan that.

"Ok?"

"Do...do I have to do it myself?"

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Upon hearing this, Zhou Mingyuan actually released his hand from teasing the girl, narrowed his eyes, and gave He Min a meaningful look.

(End of this chapter)