The pushover offended a top-tier boss

The two of them had already planned their trip on the plane, figuring out which snacks were delicious, which attractions were great for taking photos, and which street had the liveliest night market.

With my best friends around, who wants to have dinner with an old man?

The two of them ran off hand in hand.

First, I played with the peacocks in the yard for a while, and then happily took many photos.

Immediately afterwards, they went to the riverside night market.

As the sun set, the lights along the riverbank began to twinkle one by one. The night market, located on an old street by the river, was lined with stalls selling food, drinks, handicrafts, and ethnic clothing. The air was filled with the aroma of various foods, making one's mouth water.

"Pound chicken feet! I want to eat these!"

"Yes, yes, another coconut!"

"This Paoluda is a specialty, it's super delicious!"

"There are so many people at the Dai-style barbecue place over there, let's go try it!"

The two ate and took photos along the way, and their WeChat Moments quickly became active.

Halfway through her shopping trip, Ye's mother sent her a video call, asking if she had arrived yet.

"We're here, Mom! Look, Zhizhi and I are together."

She turned the camera towards Lin Zhi.

Lin Zhi waved at the camera, smiling brightly: "Happy New Year, Auntie! Wishing you good health!"

Ye's mother was beaming from ear to ear on the other end of the screen: "Good, good, you guys have fun!"

After hanging up the phone, Ye Zhenzhen stuffed her phone back into her bag, feeling so happy she wanted to sing.

I really did travel with Zhizhi! Now I can post whatever I want on WeChat Moments without having to make up stories to cover it up anymore. I'm so happy.

The two of them ate with such abandon that they forgot all about it.

Lin Zhi then saw a bar by the roadside, its neon lights flashing in the night, with several young men in ethnic costumes standing at the entrance, soliciting customers.

The two women exchanged a glance, eager to try. It had been a long time since they had gone out and had fun together.

Ye Zhenzhen had just taken a step when her phone rang. It wasn't WeChat, it was a phone call.

"Ye Zhenzhen, aren't you coming back yet?" Zhou Huaijin's voice came through the receiver, tinged with impatience.

He took her out to play, but she just ran away as fast as she could.

She posted one message after another on her WeChat Moments, so happy that she forgot he was still waiting for her.

ungrateful.

"Heh, I'm already on my way, boss..." Ye Zhenzhen said with a guilty smile.

Lin Zhi's phone rang as well.

She answered, forcing a smile as well: "Boss, I'm at the door, yes, almost there..."

After hanging up the phone, the two looked at each other.

After exchanging a few insults about the unscrupulous boss and the sugar daddy, they had no choice but to head home.

Before leaving, the two bought two sets of local ethnic costumes to take photos the next day.

It was quite late when we got back to the resort.

Neither of the men looked very well.

Zhou Huaijin sat on the hotel terrace, a cup of tea that had gone cold in front of him.

Ye Zhenzhen, oblivious to the danger, leaned closer and asked him:

"Boss, I want to sleep with Zhizhi tonight."

Zhou Huaijin's expression visibly darkened further.

"You don't want to."

"We haven't seen each other in so long..." Ye Zhenzhen tried to struggle a little more, blinking her eyes and trying to move him with a pitiful expression.

"You've been chatting for half the day already," Zhou Huaijin reminded her.

She paused, then added in a slightly lower voice, "How long has it been since we last saw each other?"

I barely exchanged three words with him on the plane today; he just stayed in the back with Lin Zhi, chattering away the whole way. After we got off the plane, he went even further, disappearing without a trace. He hasn't sent me a single message since this afternoon.

Ye Zhenzhen was indignant, but dared not show it on her face. Hadn't they just seen each other in Nanjing the day before New Year's Eve? It had only been three or four days since they last met, was it really necessary to make such a fuss?

But they're the big spenders, so we have to do what they say.

She tugged at his sleeve, her voice softening slightly: "Are you angry?"

Zhou Huaijin ignored her.

"I just didn't want to interrupt your serious conversation. I promise I'll stay by your side the whole time tomorrow, okay?"

Zhou Huaijin glanced at her. That's more like it.

He had been holding back for a long time. From the moment he saw her after getting off the plane, her dress that barely reached her knees, revealing a glimpse of her fair calves and slender ankles, his gaze was glued to her.

She, on the other hand, ran off with her best friend faster than a rabbit. Not only did they play until the wee hours of the morning, but they also wanted to stay out there and not come back.

"You're not allowed to wear this dress tomorrow," he said sternly.

Ye Zhenzhen rolled her eyes inwardly, but obediently replied, "Oh, I'll change into something else tomorrow."

Hmph, but their attitude is quite obedient.

Ye Zhenzhen has figured out a few tricks during this time—basically, she just pretends to be obedient, strokes his ego, agrees to everything, and says "okay, okay, okay" and "yes, yes, yes, yes" to everything.

In short, it's like saying, "Sorry, I'll do it again next time."

"Boss, let's go to the Golden Pagoda together tomorrow. I've done some research; it's a great place for taking photos. We can also have a peacock banquet."

Ye Zhenzhen held his hand, tilted her head back, and said with a grin,

"Today we went to the riverside night market. There were so many delicious foods there. We ate pounded chicken feet, Pao Lu Da (a type of stew), Dai-style barbecue, and also bought two skirts."

"I still want to thank my boss for taking me out for fun," she added at the end, her eyes crinkling with a sincere smile.

She then took out a leather ethnic-style bracelet with silver ornaments from her bag and put it on his wrist.

Zhou Huaijin frowned: "What is this?"

Ye Zhenzhen: "This is a souvenir I bought especially for you. Look, I have one too."

She waved the one in her hand, which was also in the same style.

Actually, it was a buy-one-get-one-free deal for 19.9 yuan, and she just randomly picked the free gift.

Zhou Huaijin's expression softened, and he didn't say anything more to her. He thought to himself that she still had some conscience and was thinking of him even when she was away.

His gaze fell on the hem of her skirt, his fingers resting on her knees, slowly and gently caressing them.

This little dress is actually quite nice; it's convenient.

Yes, I can wear it more often at home from now on.

Ye Zhenzhen felt his hand moving towards the hem of her skirt, and her breath caught in her throat for a moment.

Before her facial expression could change, she heard his deep, authoritative voice.

"Get in."

Ye Zhenzhen's face flushed red. That old man, all he ever thinks about is that.

She bit her lip, hesitated for a few seconds, and slowly sat down on his lap.

Zhou Huaijin didn't move, but calmly stared at her and asked:

"and then?"

His gaze was deep and heavy, like the sea before a storm.

Ye Zhenzhen felt a little uneasy and weak under his gaze.

She hooked her arms around his neck, leaned in, and gently kissed the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Huaijin did not give her a chance to back down.

He grabbed the back of her head, pulled her close, and pressed his lips to hers, filled with a long-suppressed desire.

Ye Zhenzhen felt dizzy from the kisses, and her breathing became increasingly rapid.

A wave of nausea suddenly surged up from my stomach, and I couldn't suppress it no matter what I did.

"No, I... I'll stop for a moment..."

She pushed the person in front of her with all her might.

Zhou Huaijin was pushed away by her. He frowned and looked at the sudden, seemingly genuine pain on her face.

"No, I—" Ye Zhenzhen covered her mouth, "It's a bit disgusting—"

Zhou Huaijin's face darkened, turning as black as the bottom of a pot.

He watched as she covered her mouth and ran into the bathroom with a pained expression. Before she could even close the door, he heard her vomit loudly from inside.

His face turned ashen. How could a kiss make him so disgusted?