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

Pei Yanzhou looked at her sulky little expression, raised his eyebrows slightly, leaned back in his chair, and adopted a superior posture:

"You're Shu Hua, the design department intern?"

Shu Hua: "..." Keep pretending!

"Yes, Mr. Pei." She maintained a respectful demeanor.

"Hmm," Pei Yanzhou nodded, tapping his fingers lightly on the table. "I vaguely remember. You sat next to me at the last department dinner."

He was fine if he didn't mention the last dinner party, but he got even angrier when he did—last time this man secretly held her hand under the table, making her eat the whole meal in fear!

"Yes, Mr. Pei has a really good memory." Shu Hua forced a smile and squeezed out these words through gritted teeth.

Seeing her pretending to be well even though she was clearly furious, Pei Yanzhou's smile deepened. The more she acted like this, the more he wanted to tease her.

"I heard you got married?" he asked deliberately.

Seeing that he was still acting, Shu Hua joined in: "Yes. I wonder if President Pei called me here today just to ask about this? I think my personal feelings shouldn't have anything to do with work, right?"

Pei Yanzhou leaned back in his wide chair, his hands clasped on his knees, his posture relaxed yet exuding the imposing aura of someone in a superior position. He chuckled softly.

"As a boss, it's only right to care about your employees' lives. Personal life and work are certainly related; if you can't even manage your relationships, it's unlikely you'll have a smooth career. What do you think?"

Shu Hua was taken aback by his explanation and retorted, "So it seems that President Pei is very good at balancing work and personal relationships?"

"Of course," Pei Yanzhou said without changing his expression, his tone still somewhat ambiguous. "My wife... is rather delicate, so I naturally have to pamper her a bit more."

Delicate?!

Shu Hua glared at him again. This man actually called her spoiled! How could she be spoiled?!

Pei Yanzhou knew when to stop, realizing that if he continued teasing her, this little rabbit might really get angry. He stopped teasing her and held out his hand to her: "Come here."

Shu Hua stood still, speaking righteously: "President Pei, this is inappropriate. We are both married people."

"Anyway, they're not here, are they?" Pei Yanzhou raised an eyebrow. "Sweetie, I've come to see you."

Shu Hua: "..."

She discovered that she really had no resistance to this man. Even though she was furious, his coaxing "good girl" and the way he looked at her were like hooks, easily lowering her guard.

Besides... she really didn't dare not go. Who knew if this man might do something even more outrageous?

She walked around to the inside of the desk, and just as she got to his side, he reached out and pulled her down onto his lap.

Pei Yanzhou held her waist firmly with one hand, and raised the other hand to gently pinch her chin, forcing her to look up at him.

"Are you scared?" he asked softly, his breath brushing against her cheek.

"What?" Shu Hua didn't react for a moment.

"Afraid your husband will find out?" Pei Yanzhou's eyes held a hint of mockery as he stroked the delicate skin of her chin with his thumb.

Shu Hua was stunned for a moment, then realized that he was still acting!

Okay, let's play it out to the end!

"If President Pei isn't afraid, why should I be?" She blinked, deliberately softening her voice. "A moment of passion is worth a thousand pieces of gold, President Pei. Besides..."

She paused deliberately, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "My husband is getting old."

After saying that, she winked, giving off a "what can you do to me?" vibe.

Hmph, who told him to start first! Saying he's old is right! He's seven years older than her after all!

Sure enough, Pei Yanzhou's expression darkened visibly, and his eyes instantly turned dangerous.

"Getting old?"

Shu Hua smiled smugly to herself, but feigned innocence and nodded, "Yes, an old man."

Before she could finish speaking, Pei Yanzhou grabbed her by the waist, picked her up, and placed her directly on the large desk!

The folder was swept aside, startling Shu Hua. She braced herself on the table, exclaiming, "What are you doing?!"

Pei Yanzhou leaned closer, his hands bracing himself on the table on either side of her, completely trapping her within a small space. He pinched her cheeks, the pressure light but carrying an absolute sense of control, his eyes dangerous.

"Am I old?"

Shu Hua's heart skipped a beat at his sudden action and the sense of pressure, but seeing the obvious concern in his eyes, a little bit of smugness resurfaced.

She nodded and, fearlessly, gave a soft "Mmm."

She finally found this man's weakness!

But the next second, a punitive kiss rained down on them.

This wasn't the previous half-hearted flirting; it was a fierce kiss, tinged with possessiveness and a hint of anger. He pried open her teeth, thrusting deep inside, sucking and licking, almost stealing her breath and consciousness.

"Mmm..." Shu Hua's head tingled from the kiss, her brain felt oxygen-deprived, and her hands instinctively tried to push him away, but he grabbed her wrists and pressed them against the table. She could only passively endure the kiss, and eventually even unconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck and began to respond.

The air in the office instantly became ambiguous and hot.

As Pei Yanzhou kissed her, he reached out and unbuttoned the top two buttons of her shirt. His cool fingertips slipped inside, caressing her delicate collarbone and neck, and then... he pinched her slender neck.

He forced her to tilt her head back and endure his deeper kisses, from her lips to her chin, and then to the vulnerable part of her neck that he was gripping, leaving a warm, wet mark.

Shu Hua hummed softly.

This position was too shameful—she was pressed against the desk, her shirt half-open, her skirt pushed up, revealing her pale thighs. The man's hot hands caressed her thighs, kneading them with considerable force.

To make matters worse, one of her high heels fell off at some point and landed on the ground with a "thud".

"Mmm..." A soft moan escaped her throat uncontrollably.

The sound instantly brought her to her senses!

This is his office! In broad daylight! She's sitting on the CEO's desk! Her skirt almost reaches her waist!

If someone were to get in, the consequences would be unimaginable!

"No...not here..." Shu Hua finally found a gap and said breathlessly, "Pei Yanzhou, this is the office..."

"What did you call me?"

"husband……"

"It's alright," Pei Yanzhou's lips lingered on her ear, kissing her sensitive earlobe, his voice hoarse, "No one will come in. Baby, relax."

Relax? How can you relax like this!

Shu Hua was both ashamed and afraid, terrified that someone would suddenly knock on the door and come in. In a moment of panic, she bit his lower lip.

"hiss--"

Pei Yanzhou paused, pulling back slightly. His lower lip was slightly bitten, and a faint taste of blood seeped out.

He ran his fingertip across the corner of his lips, saw the red mark, and then looked at Shu Hua's panicked, swollen lips and wet eyes. He chuckled softly.

"Born in the Year of the Rabbit?" His voice was still hoarse, but filled with affection. "So it can bite?"

"You still dare to say that!" Shu Hua was both embarrassed and annoyed, glaring at him reproachfully as she hurriedly and clumsily straightened her torn shirt and disheveled skirt. "It's all your fault!"