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

Shu Hua, who was sitting in the corner, choked on her food when she heard the word "rabbit".

"Cough cough! Cough cough cough..." She covered her mouth, coughing until her face turned red and tears were almost coming out.

Sitting next to her, Yao Zhiyao quickly handed her a glass of water: "Sister Hua, are you alright? Eat slowly."

Shu Hua took the water glass and gulped down several mouthfuls before she could barely suppress her cough. Her face flushed, she shook her head, not daring to look up at anyone else.

"N-nothing... I just choked accidentally."

She felt both ashamed and angry, and cursed Pei Yanzhou a hundred times.

That bastard! He actually called her a rabbit?! And he's spreading it everywhere!

And... were the marks on his neck really that obvious? She... didn't use much force yesterday!

Shu Hua felt that she wouldn't be able to hold her head up in the company for the next week.

Meanwhile, in the CEO's office...

Pei Yanzhou sat in his office chair, his fingertips tracing the marks on his neck. He recalled Shu Hua's guilty look when she sneaked away that morning, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Well, this "rabbit" at home has a bit of a temper.

But he liked it very much.

In the afternoon, Shu Hua was engrossed in drawing design sketches. The first draft of the new project was mostly complete, and she was refining a particular line. Her phone on the table vibrated; it was a message from Qiao Na.

[Director Qiao: Shu Hua, put down your work now, take the complete proposal documents for the "Chasing Spirits" project, and deliver them to the president's office on the 36th floor. President Pei wants to hear the original designer's thoughts. I'm in a meeting right now and can't leave, so please go directly upstairs.]

Shu Hua was devastated when she saw the message.

Pei Yanzhou wants to hear the ideas of a junior designer? Are you kidding me!

As the head of the Pei Group, Pei Yanzhou's time is measured in seconds. He only ever looks at the final results and core data submitted by the department. When has he ever had the patience to listen to a junior designer or an intern "tell a story"?

The top floor, the thirty-sixth floor, is the absolute domain of Pei Yanzhou and the group's core senior management. It is heavily guarded, and ordinary employees cannot even press the elevator button without special permission. Even a director like Qiao Na goes up there only a handful of times a year.

Now, you're asking her, a recent intern, to go up alone with the documents?

This is clearly that scoundrel's doing!

Shu Hua cursed Pei Yanzhou a hundred times in her heart. He was definitely doing it on purpose! Did he think she wasn't conspicuous enough in the company? Wasn't she controversial enough?

But there was nothing she could do; as a mere intern, she had no right to refuse the boss's orders.

"Sister Hua, what's wrong?" Yao Zhiyao, who was standing next to her, asked in a low voice when she noticed that her face looked strange.

"Oh? It's nothing," Shu Hua quickly composed herself, stood up, and began tidying up the documents. "Director Qiao asked me to deliver an urgent document."

"Delivering documents?" My colleague looked up. "Where are you delivering them? Do you need any help?"

"No need, no need, I can go by myself." Shu Hua hugged the folder and walked quickly out of the design department.

But Li Cheng, sitting diagonally behind her, glanced up at Shu Hua, then quickly looked down again, his gaze fixed on the report in front of him, his expression complex. He had vaguely heard the words "thirty-sixth floor" just now. Director Qiao was clearly in a meeting, and the topic had nothing to do with the "Spirit Chasing" project... Moreover, sending an intern to the top floor alone to deliver core project documents? This was not in accordance with standard procedures.

He recalled that day, that arrogant Bugatti, and that unique license plate. In the entire city of Huacheng, everyone knew who owned that car. Some suspicions, once taken root in the heart, are hard to ignore.

Although I've been consciously keeping my distance from Shu Hua lately, I still can't help but pay attention to her whenever I see her.

In the corridor, Shu Hua kept her head down as much as possible, wishing she could disappear. But the design department was on the twelfth floor, and getting to the thirty-sixth floor required passing through several departments, so it was inevitable that she would run into people she knew.

"Shuhua? Where are you going?" A colleague from the marketing department just came out of the break room.

"Deliver a document," Shu Hua mumbled in response, her steps unwavering.

"Oh... I saw you walking towards the elevator, were you going upstairs?"

"Um……"

Which floor? Maybe it's on the way.

"...The thirty-sixth floor," Shu Hua said, forcing herself to speak.

The colleague paused for a moment, then his expression immediately became subtle: "The thirty-sixth floor? Isn't that the CEO's office? You're delivering documents to the CEO's office?"

"Yes, it was arranged by Director Qiao." Shu Hua quickly used Qiao Na as a shield and strode towards the executive elevator, her heart beating a little fast.

That scoundrel! When she gets up there, she'll definitely give him a piece of her mind! She'll teach him the lesson of using his position for personal gain!

"bite--"

We've reached the 36th floor.

The elevator doors opened, and a young woman in a well-fitting beige suit, with impeccable makeup and a standard smile, was already waiting there. She was An Mi, one of Pei Yanzhou's chief secretaries.

"Miss Shu Hua, right? I'm An Mi, President Pei's secretary. Please come with me."

"Hello." Shu Hua nodded slightly and gave a polite smile.

The top floor is decorated in an extremely minimalist yet luxurious style. Huge floor-to-ceiling windows offer a panoramic view of the city skyline. The light is bright yet cool, and the air seems to be filled with an atmosphere of alienation and oppression that belongs to the center of absolute power.

Finally, it stopped in front of the president's office.

An Mi stepped aside, making a "please" gesture. Her smile became even more subtle, and her eyes gleamed with a gossipy light that seemed to say, "I know, but I can't say it." She said, "President Pei is waiting for you inside. Please go in directly."

They even used the honorific "you"!

Shu Hua's alarm bells rang loudly. Damn it, this Secretary An definitely knows something! Judging from her eyes, she clearly had that "the bystander has spotted the real culprit" expression!

She steeled herself and knocked on the door.

"Come in." A deep, steady voice came from inside, devoid of any discernible emotion.

Shu Hua pushed open the door and went in.

The office was unusually large, with a cold, modern design and a predominantly black, white, and gray color scheme. Behind the enormous desk, Pei Yanzhou sat in a chair. Today, he wore a black shirt without a tie, the cuffs rolled up to his forearms, revealing his muscular wrists and an expensive watch. Gold-rimmed glasses perched on his high-bridged nose, partially obscuring his eyes and making him appear even more aloof.

Hearing the door close, he looked up, his gaze passing over his glasses and landing on the small woman holding a folder by the door, her face showing an expression that said, "I'm very unhappy, but I have to come."

Shu Hua met his gaze and glared at him without any politeness.

Pei Yanzhou raised an eyebrow, his eyes behind his glasses darkening slightly.

Shu Hua walked over, placed the documents on the table, and said in a businesslike manner, "President Pei, this is the second phase document of the Spirit Chasing Project that Director Qiao asked me to bring up."