Sweet Temptation! The Beauty in President Pei's Palm is Too Alluring

Pei Yanzhou was dressed in a custom-made silver suit, which made his figure appear even taller and more slender. A pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, which concealed some of his ruthless business aura and added a touch of ascetic refinement.

He was listening to his assistant Chen's low report with his head slightly turned to the side, while a group of high-ranking executives in suits and with impressive presence followed behind him.

The group had probably just returned from an inspection trip and were heading in a grand procession toward the president's private elevator.

Wherever he went, employees stopped and respectfully greeted him, "Hello, President Pei!"

Pei Yanzhou remained indifferent, merely nodding slightly, without stopping.

Shu Hua panicked instantly!

She really didn't want him to find out she'd come for an interview today! She hadn't even received the offer yet; it would be so embarrassing if she didn't get selected! Besides, they'd agreed to keep it a secret, and if he caught her red-handed…

Just then, the group of people were about to walk to the center of the lobby, almost directly in her direction.

Shu Hua didn't care about her image anymore. She suddenly squatted down and hid behind the tall reception desk, shrinking herself into a small ball and silently chanting: You can't see me, you can't see me...

He looked just like a frightened kitten, with a cute and funny air about him running around in a panic.

She held her breath, listening to the steady footsteps getting closer and closer, her heart pounding.

Fortunately, the footsteps did not stop and headed straight for the private elevator. Soon, the elevator arrived with a "ding-dong" sound.

It seems like they've left?

Shu Hua had just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to stand up when a sweet, slightly puzzled female voice came from above her head:

"Hello? Miss? Are you... alright?"

Shu Hua: "..."

She steeled herself, maintaining her squatting position, and raised her head, revealing a stunningly beautiful face that was both bewildered and innocent: "Huh?"

The receptionist was stunned speechless for a few seconds when she saw her face clearly. Then, she couldn't help but show a slightly creepy smile, but still dutifully pointed to the ground: "Excuse me, your foot... seems to have stepped on my documents."

Shu Hua looked down and saw that she was indeed unfortunately stepping on the corner of an A4 sheet of paper with her exquisite new Dior high heels.

She quickly stood up, picked up the paper, and noticed a small heel print on the edge.

Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she said apologetically, "Ah! I'm so sorry, I wasn't paying attention, I'm really sorry!"

The receptionist, gazing at the stunningly beautiful face so close to hers—his skin so flawless you couldn't even see his pores—and his doe-like eyes, filled with a mixture of panic and innocence, made her heart skip a beat. She quickly waved her hand, "It's nothing, it's nothing! It's just a draft, I'll just print another copy! Really, it's fine!"

Shu Hua still felt bad: "I'm sorry, I made you have to make another one."

"It's nothing!" The receptionist was very cheerful. Looking at Shu Hua, she couldn't help but ask, "Which department are you from? You're so pretty! I don't think I've seen you before."

Feeling a little embarrassed by the direct compliment on her looks, Shu Hua smiled and said, "Thank you, you're beautiful too. But I'm here for an interview, not as an employee."

"Oh! You're here for an interview! Did you pass?" The receptionist's eyes lit up even more. She thought that if such a pretty and capable young lady could become her colleague, just looking at her every day would make her eat an extra bowl of rice!

"Not yet, we'll have to wait until tomorrow for the results."

"I think you can definitely do it! I look forward to us becoming colleagues!" the receptionist said sincerely.

"Thank you for your kind words." Shu Hua was infected by her smile and smiled too.

She thought for a moment, said "Please wait for me," and then quickly walked to the expensive boutique coffee shop next to the building, bought a hot latte, and handed it to the receptionist.

"I'm really sorry to have made you spend extra time printing another copy. Let me buy you a coffee as an apology."

The receptionist was flattered and accepted the coffee, her goodwill towards Shu Hua skyrocketing!

She's a beautiful, kind-hearted, and incredibly capable fairy!

After chatting for a couple more minutes, Shu Hua asked, seemingly casually, "Was that... your CEO Pei just now? He had such a strong presence."

"Yes! That's our CEO Pei!" The receptionist immediately perked up, lowering her voice with a hint of excitement, "What do you think? Isn't he super handsome? Lots of the girls in our company are his fans!"

Shu Hua felt a strange sour feeling in her heart, like she had taken a small sip of lemon juice.

There are even little fangirls?!

The receptionist, oblivious to the situation, continued to sigh, "But then again, a man of Mr. Pei's caliber is someone we can only admire from afar."

"View from a distance?" Shu Hua raised an eyebrow.

"That's right! Our CEO Pei is a top-tier tycoon, handsome, capable, and outstanding. He's from a completely different world from us. How could we dare to even dream of him? If he were to be matched with someone, he'd have to be a top-tier heiress who's equally matched in terms of social standing and has fair skin and beauty."

The receptionist was talking when she suddenly remembered something, "Oh right! I heard that President Pei got married recently. I wonder who his wife is, she's so mysterious."

As she spoke, her gaze fell on Shu Hua's face again, filled with pure admiration, and she joked, "Otherwise, I think you and our CEO Pei are a perfect match in terms of looks; you'd be a sight to behold standing together! I think CEO Pei's wife has to be as beautiful as you!"

Shu Hua's heart skipped a beat at her words, but she remained outwardly calm, merely smiling slightly: "You can tell whether someone is suitable or not just by saying that?"

"Of course! Beauty is justice!" The receptionist clenched her fist, looking very serious.

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Top floor, CEO's office.

Pei Yanzhou sat down behind his large desk and rubbed his temples. After a morning of intense investigation, he was finally able to relax a little.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he thought he caught a glimpse of a very familiar figure in the lobby just now, which then vanished in a flash.

That dodging motion...it looked exactly like the way his spoiled brat at home would act when she felt guilty after doing something wrong.

He picked up his phone, remembering that when he left that morning, she was still curled up in bed, her little face flushed and sleeping soundly. He wondered if she had gotten up for breakfast yet. His stern expression softened unconsciously as he dialed her number.

After ringing a few times, the other end answered and softly said "feed".

"It's me." His voice unconsciously lowered.

"I knew it was you." Her soft voice came through the receiver, with a touch of entitled coquettishness. "I have your name saved in my contacts, okay? Besides, I never answer calls from unknown numbers."

Pei Yanzhou could almost picture her pouting slightly, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "Are you up yet?"

"It's already 12:30, of course you're up." Shu Hua was sitting in a Japanese restaurant, looking at the ramen in front of her, subconsciously concealing her whereabouts, and couldn't help but give him a little sarcastic remark, "Under normal circumstances, I can still go to bed early and get up early, okay?"

Pei Yanzhou immediately understood her unspoken meaning, chuckled softly, and his voice, transmitted through the electricity, carried a magnetic teasing tone: "My fault."

"So... are you feeling unwell? I seem to remember that someone... was actually quite comfortable later on."