Host! I told you to do a task! I didn't tell you to bbb.

After the two ate breakfast together, Lu Yan went to work, while Liu Yunshu went to the flower shop and spent the whole morning sending out all the orders.

Liu Yunshu picked up her phone and glanced at the time. Oh dear, it's almost noon. She wondered if Lu Yan had eaten yet.

I opened my contacts, found his number, and dialed it.

Lu's Group.

Lu Yan was having a meeting with everyone in the conference room, and he was listening with his eyes down as the department manager reported on the quarterly report.

Suddenly, a cell phone rang, and everyone thought to themselves: Who's so reckless as to not silence their phone!

The next second, their iceberg boss answered the phone instantly, and his usually icy voice seemed to melt away.

"Are you done with your work?"

The people in the conference room held their breath. Was this still the same CEO Lu who would get cold-faced if a report took three minutes longer than expected?

Liu Yunshu leaned against the flower shop counter, her fingertips flitting between the petals of the newly arrived sunflowers. "Just finished working. It looks like you should be eating by now. Should I bring you a homemade bento box?"

Lu Yan's fingers tightened slightly as he gripped his phone, barely able to contain the laughter escaping his throat: "Okay, I'll have the driver pick you up."

"No need, I can go by myself. I can also take a look at President Lu's office environment." Liu Yunshu plucked a withered petal from her fingertip. "By the way, what would you like to eat? Sweet and sour pork ribs or cola chicken wings?"

"You did a good job." He spoke very softly, as if afraid of disturbing something. "Don't overwork yourself, just do something simple."

After hanging up the phone, the conference room fell silent.

The department manager's hand, holding the report, froze in mid-air. As Lu Yan put his phone back in his pocket, the tips of his ears seemed to be flushed.

Everyone inwardly screamed like groundhogs—who the hell was this genius?! They actually melted the iceberg!!!

Lu Yan's lips curled into a subtle smile as he looked up at everyone, reverting to his usual cold demeanor.

He glanced at his watch and said coldly, "Continue, speed things up!"

Liu Yunshu hung up the phone, went into the small kitchen behind the flower shop, and quickly prepared three dishes and a soup.

Sweet and sour pork ribs are coated in amber-colored syrup, cola chicken wings gleam with a glossy, caramelized aroma, and served with stir-fried seasonal vegetables and a bowl of winter melon and shrimp soup. As soon as they are packed into the food box, the fragrance wafts out through the cracks.

Xiao Ba clicked her tongue in amazement: "So, the way to a man's heart is through his stomach?"

"Wow, this little thing knows quite a lot." Liu Yunshu quickly took a quick shower.

She changed into a bright yellow cheongsam with wide sleeves, the hem just past her knees, and the skirt was embroidered with clusters of tender yellow forsythia flowers, making it seem as if spring light was flowing on the fabric when she walked.

She tidied her sideburns in front of the mirror, then put on pearl earrings before picking up the food box and leaving the house.

When the taxi stopped downstairs at the Lu Group building, the receptionist, who had already received the message, smiled and led her into the elevator: "Mr. Lu specifically instructed that Miss Liu can go directly to the top floor."

Oh my god! What an absolutely stunning beauty! Mr. Lu is so lucky!

Liu Yunshu nodded slightly and winked playfully at her, "Thanks~ cutie~"

The receptionist was completely captivated, covering her flushed cheeks and murmuring, "The beautiful lady called me 'little baby'~"

Xiao Ba circled around the receptionist, then said to her speechlessly, "I clearly call you 'Little Cutie,' okay?!"

The elevator doors opened with a "ding," and the thick carpet on the top floor corridor absorbed the sound of footsteps very lightly.

As soon as Liu Yunshu reached the door of the president's office, the door opened from the inside. Lu Yan was waiting behind the door at some point, his suit sleeves rolled up to his forearms, revealing his well-defined wrists.

"So fast?" He took the food box naturally, and paused deliberately as his fingertips brushed against the back of her hand.

"I was worried that President Lu would go hungry." Liu Yunshu walked into the room, her gaze sweeping over the huge office. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was the skyline of the entire city. "President Lu's territory is certainly impressive."

Lu Yan closed the door, then wrapped her up between the door and his chest, his nose touching the fragrance of her hair: "No matter how grand it is, it can't smell as good as the floral scent on you."

"Stop being silly." Liu Yunshu pushed him away, but he grabbed her wrist, pressed it against the door, and kissed her fingertips. "Eat first, the food will get cold."

He finally let go, but clung to her like a piece of rice cake, watching her set the food on the coffee table one by one.

As soon as the sweet and sour pork ribs were opened, he couldn't resist reaching out and grabbing a piece, only to be slapped on the back of his hand by Liu Yunshu: "Go wash your hands."

"Yes, ma'am." He chuckled and turned around, pinching her waist as he passed by, which made her scold him playfully, "You're so indecent."

When Lu Yan returned after washing her hands, she saw Liu Yunshu putting a piece of sweet and sour pork rib into her mouth. She walked over, wrapped her arms around Lu Yan from behind, rested her chin on Lu Yan's shoulder, and said with a rather aggrieved expression, "Aren't you going to wait for me?"

Liu Yunshu chewed on a rib and mumbled, "Just trying it out for you to see if it's salty enough." Then she picked up a chicken wing and held it to his mouth, "This one's good too, try it."

He opened his mouth and bit down, leaving a bit of warm sauce on the corner of his lips. Liu Yunshu reached out and wiped it off with her fingertips, but as soon as she withdrew her fingertips, he took them into his mouth.

The warm, moist touch spread from her fingertips, sending a shiver through her body. Just as she was about to pull her hand away, he released her.

"It's really good." Lu Yan's eyes sparkled with a smile as he rubbed his fingertips against the spot where he had just touched hers. "It's even better than the one Zhang Ma made last time."

"Of course." Liu Yunshu raised her chin proudly and picked up a chicken wing to eat.

The two sat close together by the coffee table, the sunlight streaming in from the window making the aroma of the food even more enticing.

Lu Yan stopped eating after taking two bites and stared at Liu Yunshu's profile. Her cheeks bulged slightly as she chewed, like a little squirrel hoarding food.

"Why are you looking at me? Is there something on my face?" Liu Yunshu felt uncomfortable being stared at and wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Prettier than flowers." He reached out and tucked a stray hair behind her ear, his fingertips brushing against her earlobe, causing the pearl earring to sway and making her skin appear even whiter.

"Will you stay here this afternoon? I'll take you somewhere after I finish my work."

"Where to?" Liu Yunshu's eyes lit up.

"It's a secret." He picked up a piece of vegetable and put it in her bowl. "Eat up, and I'll show you around my office after you're done."

After the two finished lunch, Lu Yan carefully put the bowls and chopsticks into the food box, and then took out a wet wipe to wipe Liu Yunshu's hands.

Lu Yan took her hand and led her to the desk, which was large and meticulously tidy.

There was only a small glass photo frame on the corner of the table, showing Liu Yunshu bending down to trim roses in the flower shop.

"When was this taken?" Liu Yunshu picked up the photo frame and shook it, unable to hide the smile in her eyes.

"This photo was taken after I bought flowers last time." He wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, resting his chin on the top of her head.

"Okay, get back to work so you can take me to that mysterious place."

Lu Yan grasped her wrist and gently pecked her palm: "Then sit on the sofa for a while, I'll finish this as soon as possible."

Liu Yunshu sat on the sofa watching him work.

Sunlight fell on his straight profile, his eyelashes casting soft shadows under his eyelids, his fingers typing on the keyboard with distinct knuckles, and even the way he worked seriously exuded a restrained sexiness.

Liu Yunshu grew increasingly hungry, and her bright red tongue involuntarily licked her red lips.

She took off her high heels, stood up, and slowly walked towards Lu Yan.

Lu Yan was reviewing documents on the screen when a familiar floral scent suddenly wafted into his nostrils.

His fingers paused, and without turning around, he knew the person was behind him. His Adam's apple bobbed slightly. "Why aren't you sitting down?"

Liu Yunshu didn't say anything, but bent down and wrapped her arms around his neck from behind, rubbing her cheek against his neck, her warm breath brushing against his earlobe: "You look so sexy when you work, it makes me hungry."

The hem of her cheongsam brushed against the back of his hand, leaving a smooth, silky feel.

Lu Yan tightened his grip on the mouse, and the report on the screen instantly became blurry.

He turned his head, his nose almost touching her cheek: "If you keep doing this, I won't be able to work."

"Then don't work." Liu Yunshu traced circles on his collarbone with her fingertips, her voice as soft as honey. "Anyway, didn't we agree that the afternoon was mine?"

Lu Yan stared at her moist lips for two seconds before pulling her into his arms. Her buttocks pressed against the edge of the desk, causing her to gasp softly.

The next second, a passionate kiss landed, carrying the crisp scent of cedarwood from his body.

Liu Yunshu was held in his arms, her back against the cold edge of the table, while his body was burning hot in front of her. In the interplay of hot and cold, her fingertips involuntarily clutched his shirt collar.

Lu Yan's kiss was urgent and deep, as if he wanted to knead all the longing he had felt for the past half day into his lips and teeth.

Just then, there was a knock at the door, and Liu Yunshu, as if possessed, hid under the desk.

"Come in." Lu Yan snapped back to reality, his Adam's apple bobbing as he suppressed the hoarseness in his voice, and casually tugged at the wrinkled collar of his shirt.

When the department manager pushed open the door, he felt that the air in the office seemed unusually hot, and the tips of President Lu's ears were abnormally red.

He handed over the report, not daring to look up too much: "President Lu, this is the information on our partners that we just compiled."

Lu Yan paused as he took the document, when suddenly warm fingertips hooked his belt under the table and gave it a gentle tug.