He stole his best friend's photos and fell for a tycoon's heir through online dating.

In the novel, the company owned by the second male lead was called Dream Chasing Network Technology Co., Ltd.

Pursuing dreams. Pursuing dreams.

Could Liu Yinan be the second male lead in the novel?

She quickly recalled the plot of the book—it wasn't described in many words, but one part left a deep impression on her.

After the female lead was driven to depression by Xia Ruo, the second male lead's personality changed drastically. He went from a cold and aloof technical genius to a ruthless and unscrupulous business tycoon.

His targets for suppression and revenge were the original owner's family members.

Xia Ruo's blood felt frozen, chilling her from head to toe.

She wished she could travel back in time and slap herself. She should have paid more attention when reading the novel; she'd only skimmed through the relationships between the supporting characters. Who would have thought she'd end up transmigrating into this world!

Now it's all over. I don't know anything, I can't remember anything, and I don't even know who I offended.

Xia Ruo swallowed hard. Just a few days ago, she seemed to have called him brainless downstairs in the dorm, saying he "couldn't even distinguish right from wrong"...

He won't hold a grudge, will he?

Xia Ruo felt increasingly guilty and afraid as she thought about it.

Why did I have to provoke him? Wouldn't it have been better to just stay quiet and be invisible? Why did I have to stand up for Wanwan? Why did I have to be the one to stick my neck out?

Oh no, has she offended another future big shot?

"Ruoruo, what's wrong?" Lin Wanzhi leaned closer and waved her hand in front of her face. "You look terrible, are you alright?"

Xia Ruo suddenly grabbed Lin Wanzhi's hand, holding it tightly as if she had grasped the last straw.

She looked at Lin Wanzhi's face, her clear, innocent eyes speaking:

"Wanwan, if I offend one of your suitors in the future, could you put in a good word for me?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Lin Wanzhi was taken aback by her words, her brows furrowing. "What suitor are you talking about?"

"Just tell me if you know it or not!!"

"Ruo Ruo, you can rest assured," Lin Wanzhi's brows relaxed, she reached out and grasped her hand, looking at her earnestly.

"Don't tell me I don't have anyone I like now. Even if I do in the future, as long as you hate him, I'll immediately stay far away from him. You'll always be No. 1 in my heart."

She hugged Xia Ruo tenderly and rested her chin on her shoulder:

"Ruoruo, don't be afraid, I'm here. No matter what happens, I'll be on your side."

Lin Wanzhi released her and patted her head, as if coaxing a frightened kitten.

"Alright, Ruoruo, take a break before you continue. You've gone crazy from working so hard that you actually think I would turn against you for a man."

Xia Ruo took a deep breath, forced a smile, picked up her milk tea, and took another sip.

The cool liquid slid down my throat, flushing out the lump in my chest.

Wanwan, oh Wanwan, whether I can save my life depends entirely on you.

-

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Xia Ruo, carrying her laptop, quietly pushed open the conference room door.

Then he paused for a moment.

What's Mr. Huo doing here? He was pressing the remote control to lower the projection screen, his movements unhurried, as if he had been there for a while.

Hearing the door open, he turned around and his gaze fell on her face.

"Mr. Huo, you're here too." Xia Ruo subconsciously straightened up a bit.

"Why are you here so early?" He glanced at his watch, his brow furrowing slightly. "I still have half an hour before work starts, I'm going back to rest for a bit."

"Ah? No need, Mr. Huo, I'm not used to resting at my workstation." Xia Ruo took a few steps inside with her laptop, her tone polite yet distant.

"Is it because the other people are too noisy or what?"

Xia Ruo was caught off guard by his question.

She couldn't very well say, "I'm not used to resting at my desk because I'm afraid people will see me drooling while I'm hunched over," could she? So she had to continue making things up:

"...Yes, I don't sleep very well; I wake up at the slightest noise."

He paused, then added, "It's alright, Mr. Huo. I don't usually take a nap at noon."

Zhou Siyan remained silent.

His gaze lingered on her face for a moment—her peach blossom eyes were faintly bloodshot, as if they were still lying down not long ago but hadn't slept soundly.

Something inside me was gently tugged.

"Go to my office on the top floor and take a nap. It's quiet there."

Xia Ruo's eyes widened, and she quickly waved her hand:

"Oh? No, no, no need, thank you for your concern, Mr. Huo. I'm just here to test the equipment so as not to take up too much of everyone's time later."

As she spoke, she walked towards the conference table, placed her computer on it, and bent down to find the projection cable.

"Just leave the USB drive here, go upstairs and rest, I'll fix it for you."

Xia Ruo paused for a moment, then turned to look at him: "How could I do that? I'll do it myself."

"Leave it there. Get out. I have an online meeting to attend."

Original origin...

It turns out she was occupying someone else's space—the other person needed to use the meeting room for an online meeting, and she was dawdling around setting up the equipment, delaying their important business.

People politely asked her to leave time and time again, but she still couldn't understand.

When will I be able to understand these unspoken meanings...?

Should she take a class to learn the "art of language"?

For a fleeting moment, she actually thought that President Huo genuinely cared whether she took a nap at noon and whether she slept well.

This is utterly self-delusional...

She quickly unplugged the USB drive, gently placed it on the table, and pushed it towards him, not daring to waste another second.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Huo."

"Go upstairs to my office, there are cubicles inside," he added, his tone finally softening a little.

Xia Ruo sneered inwardly as she walked out:

She understood the unspoken meaning of the saying, "A person won't fall twice at the same time." Mr. Huo, you don't need to be so polite with me anymore. I'll leave, I'll leave, okay?

She grabbed her laptop and walked out of the conference room without looking back.

Back at her workstation, Xia Ruo put her computer on the table, picked up her phone, and started typing rapidly, her resentment seeping out from her fingertips:

"Brother, I just ran into the boss in the conference room. It was really scary. I don't understand what he's saying, so I think I upset him."

-

In the conference room, Zhou Siyan looked at the message, her lips pressed into a thin line, and the pressure around her visibly dropped.

Why are you so disobedient? You won't even listen when I tell you to go to sleep?

"He told me to go to his office to rest—isn't that just a polite way of telling me to get rid of someone?"

"How could I possibly go? Besides, he didn't even tell me his office password. I'm speechless. What a hypocrite."

"My brother is the best. He always says what he means and never beats around the bush."

……

"A hypocritical man"?

Zhou Siyan stared at those five words, his knuckles cracking as he clenched his fists.

He's hypocritical? If he were hypocritical, he wouldn't have come all the way here in the middle of the day to turn on the projector for this little girl.

Office password? He didn't say, so there's no password!

No one has ever been to his office except himself. Never. Where did he get the password?

The light from the screen reflected on his face, and his unfathomable eyes churned with indescribable emotions—anger, helplessness, and a sense of being wronged but unable to speak out.

He let out a heavy sigh, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes.

Xia Ruo, you really know how to make me angry.