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

Lu Yan's knuckles tightened as he gripped the document, his fingertips almost digging into the pages.

He looked down and flipped through the documents very slowly.

The department manager stood at the table and reported on several key points of this collaboration.

Mr. Lu is so meticulous even when reviewing documents! He truly is a role model for us all!

Huh? Wasn't there supposed to be a stunningly beautiful woman visiting President Lu? Where is she?

The department manager was giving his report while his mind wandered...

Lu Yan solemnly flipped through the documents, his brows furrowing slightly as he read.

Even the movement of turning the pages carried a subtle stiffness.

The department manager was still going on and on: "...the other party hopes to finalize the cooperation details next week. Mr. Lu, do you think this timing is appropriate?"

"Next week..." Lu Yan's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he paused for a moment: "Okay."

He raised his hand to loosen his tie, trying to make it easier for himself to breathe.

The department manager glanced at the thin layer of sweat on Lu Yan's forehead. Was the office hot?

With a "click," Lu Yan lost his grip on the pen, and it fell onto the carpet with a dull thud.

The department manager was startled and instinctively looked up: "President Lu?"

From his perspective, Lu Yan frowned slightly, looking displeased, and even threw the pen away, his emotions showing!

Help me! Help me!

What did I say wrong this time? Is it that serious?!

"fine."

He slammed the documents on the table, his voice suddenly turning cold, yet with a barely perceptible hoarseness: "I've reviewed the documents. Just proceed according to the established process. You can leave now."

The department manager swallowed hard, even his breathing became lighter, and he almost ran away as he replied, "Okay, Mr. Lu," nearly bumping into the door frame as he turned around.

As soon as the door closed, Lu Yan slumped back in his office chair, trying to calm himself down.

Liu Yunshu walked over, leaned close to his ear, and whispered sweetly, "What's wrong, Ayan?"

Lu Yan gazed intently at her luscious red lips and chuckled softly.

"What's wrong with me? Doesn't Yun Shu know?"

As she spoke, she reached out and gently unbuttoned a few buttons on the front of her shirt, revealing her delicate collarbone.

Liu Yunshu leaned against the mahogany desk, her gaze sweeping over his crossed legs, a smile playing at the corners of her eyes.

All I know is that someone's ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed when they were looking at the documents.

Lu Yan reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her into his arms with a little force.

He pressed his nose against the scent of her perfume on her neck, his voice deep and hoarse: "Yun Shu is getting better and better at playing the trick of asking questions she already knows the answer to."

The documents on the desk were swept aside, and a metal pen rolled to the edge of the carpet, making a soft rustling sound.

"Ayan, be careful with your clothes, I didn't bring any extra clothes~"

"It's alright, we'll have someone deliver it later."

The documents on the desk were all preparing to embark on a romantic bungee jumping adventure.

The sunlight outside the window gradually slanted westward, casting dappled shadows on the floor through the blinds, mingling with the sounds of breathing in the office.

***

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Yan finally stepped back slightly, his forehead resting against hers.

Liu Yunshu's cheongsam was wrinkled beyond recognition, her hair was disheveled, her cheeks were so red they looked like they could bleed, but her eyes were surprisingly bright.

Lu Yan looked at her with a satisfied expression and asked softly, "Want to take a nap?"

Liu Yunshu snuggled against him, burying her face in the crook of his neck, her voice soft and sticky: "No way, didn't you say you were going to take me to a mysterious place?"

Lu Yan chuckled softly, gently smoothing her disheveled hair with his fingertips, his fingertips brushing against her burning earlobe: "It's not too late to go later."

He bent down, picked her up, and carried her to the lounge. "Lie down for half an hour. I have some things to take care of and will have someone bring you some clothes."

The bed in the lounge was very soft. Liu Yunshu curled up on it and soon became sleepy. In her half-awake state, a thought flashed through her mind: try it in the lounge next time.

When I woke up again, the sky outside the window was already tinged with orange-red.

Lu Yan sat on the single sofa next to him, looking at documents. He had changed into a clean shirt, but the cuffs were still rolled up. His profile looked incredibly gentle in the sunset.

"Awake?" He put down the documents and walked over, his fingertips touching her forehead. "You're not cold, are you?"

Liu Yunshu grabbed his hand and pressed it against her face, rubbing it gently. "With you here, how could I catch a cold?" She glanced at the paper bag beside her. "Did the clothes arrive?"

"Hmm, see if it fits." Lu Yan handed over the paper bag. "It's your size, I don't know if you'll like it."

Inside the bag was a simple yet stylish long dress. The off-white satin fabric had a soft sheen, and the neckline was adorned with tiny pearls, perfectly matching the earrings she had worn that morning.

"You have good taste." Liu Yunshu lifted her skirt and stood up, her fingertips tracing the pearl embellishments. "It seems Ayan understands women's hearts very well."

Lu Yan watched her retreating figure as she walked towards the bathroom, his Adam's apple bobbing: "She only understands you."

When she changed into her dress and walked out of the lounge, Lu Yan had already tidied up her desk and even replaced the wet carpet with a new one.

Liu Yunshu raised an eyebrow. "Pretty fast, huh?"

He handed her a shawl: "It's a bit chilly in the evening."

Liu Yunshu let him drape a shawl over her shoulders, her fingertips gently squeezing the back of his hand: "Now you can tell me where we're going, right?"

Lu Yan took her hand and led her out. The mirror in the elevator reflected their clasped hands. His fingertips had calluses, but they kept her hand warm.

"You'll see when you get there." He looked down at her, the smile in his eyes softer than the sunset outside the window. "I guarantee you'll love it."

Upon reaching the first floor, they encountered employees leaving get off work. The chatter and laughter of the group suddenly ceased, and all eyes turned to the two clasped hands.

Someone dropped their folder without even noticing it fall to the ground with a "thud".

Who doesn't know that President Lu hates physical contact the most, even his handshakes are distant? Now he's actually taking the initiative to hold a woman's hand?

Liu Yunshu didn't seem to care about the stares. Instead, she waved to the nearest receptionist, smiling brightly, "Off work already?"

The receptionist blushed, nodded hurriedly, and secretly sent a message to the staff group on her phone: "This is the beautiful lady who came to see General Manager Lu at noon!"

The group chat exploded instantly, with messages popping up one after another:

"Holy crap! She's got god-like looks! No wonder CEO Lu fell for her!"

"They're holding hands! Mr. Lu's gaze towards her is practically dripping with affection!"

"I bet five cups of milk tea that she's definitely going to be Mrs. Lu!"

The receptionist excitedly sent another message: "The important thing is that the beautiful woman at noon wasn't wearing this dress!!!"

"Wait a minute—that cheongsam you wore at noon was so stunning! Why did you change?"

"This is terrifying to think about! Could it be that in the office this afternoon...?"

"Stop it upstairs! I can't even imagine it! But why does it feel kind of cheesy?"

"Bonus! The scene where the iceberg melts is so satisfying!"

Lu Yan seemed oblivious to the gasps around him, steadily leading Liu Yunshu out. As they passed the front desk, he casually instructed, "Order milk tea for everyone tomorrow."

The receptionist looked up abruptly, wondering if she had misheard. Mr. Lu was actually giving out employee perks? This display of affection even included milk tea—it was a sweet attack!

The car drove out of the city and gradually headed towards the foot of the mountain.

Liu Yunshu watched the sycamore leaves flitting past the window, tracing circles on the car window with her fingertips: "Are we heading to the outskirts? Are we taking me to see the stars?"

Lu Yan paused on the steering wheel, glancing at her with a smile in his eyes: "Pretty much."

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a glass house overlooking the lake.

The setting sun casts its golden-red glow on the lake, and lavender grows all around the house, its purple spikes swaying gently in the evening breeze.

A large area of ​​crabapple blossoms was planted next to the lavender.

"This is..." Liu Yunshu pushed open the car door, and her nose was immediately hit by the wind full of the fragrance of flowers.

"I thought this place would suit you when I passed by before." Lu Yan walked around to her side, took her hand, and led her into the house. "You can come and stay for a couple of days now and then."

The lights were off inside, but the room was bathed in the glow of the setting sun.

A rattan hanging chair sits in front of the French windows, and on the low table next to it is a glass bottle with a fresh white rose inside, the same variety as the dried one on his bedside table.

Liu Yunshu walked to the swing chair and sat down. The evening breeze blew in from the lake, carrying a cool mist.

Lu Yan knelt down beside her and tightened her shawl for her: "Do you like it?"

She didn't say anything, but reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, pulling him down a little, and kissed him on the lips: "I like him more than the stars."

Lu Yan's fingertips traced the hem of her skirt as he asked somewhat nervously, "Yun Shu, is the promise you made that weekend to meet my parents still valid?"

Liu Yunshu played with the buttons on his shirt with her fingertips, her voice carried softly by the evening breeze: "What, do I look like the kind of person who doesn't keep their word?"

Lu Yan's tense shoulders relaxed instantly, and he took the opportunity to grasp her hand that was rolling up the buttons.

He gently stroked her knuckles with his fingertips, and the tension in his eyes was completely replaced by a smile.

"Of course not, I was just too hasty."

"My parents were overjoyed when they found out I was in a relationship. They said they wanted to see what the person who had me so infatuated looked like."

"Out of sorts?" Liu Yunshu raised an eyebrow and scratched his chin with her fingertip. "President Lu, the way you used that word makes people think I've put a spell on you."

"Pretty much." He lowered his head and bit her fingertip, a smile spreading across his eyes. "You've captivated me."