Bei Chenxiao ate half a piece of fruit cake, and the familiar taste made him fall into memories of the past.
A black and white picture slowly unfolded in his mind. The woman in the picture opened the door. She looked tired obviously, but when she saw him, she picked up the small paper box in her hand and said, "Axiao, fruit cake."
He raised his head from the desk and frowned tightly, "I don't like sweets."
She looked disappointed, with lingering embarrassment on her face, "I forgot you don't like sweets, but this store's fruit cake is really famous..."
As soon as his hands were empty, he had already taken the bag, stood there and ate it with big mouthfuls.
She smiled, and the smile bloomed like a flower on her bright and charming face.
It had been years since he had eaten any. He gave all the ones Wen Ze brought back to Ding Ding last time.
"You haven't told me yet which friend gave it to me?"
This kind of fruit cake is not available in Bincheng, and there is only one in the country, in that remote town.
"Secret." Wen Tong deliberately kept it secret from him, spreading the documents one by one in front of him, "President, sign."
Bei Chenxiao didn't ask any more questions, put the remaining half of the fruit cake on the table, then picked up the pen and started signing.
Xia Shulei had been standing nearby, watching the movements between the two, which were not intimate, but their eyes were full of lingering exchanges. She felt like an outsider.
But she didn't want to be ignored like this, so she subconsciously touched her still flat belly with a delicate hand. The test results had already come out, and she was just waiting for further confirmation. This was her trump card, and she wanted to keep it until the end.
She looked coldly at Wen Tong, who was standing in front of her. She was exchanging some terms of the contract with Bei Chenxiao. Her calm profile looked clean and soft.
She secretly thought that she could not maintain such a calm and self-reliant appearance for long. Soon, she would show her painful and hurt side, and she couldn't wait to see that expression.
Wen Tong put away the signed documents and said in a business-like manner: "President, there's nothing wrong. I'm going out first."
His eyes glanced at Xia Shulei beside him intentionally or unintentionally.
Bei Chenxiao chuckled in his heart and wanted to tease her, "Go and make me a cup of coffee."
"I'm sorry, CEO, I still have a lot of things to do. I'll let your secretary go."
"I want you to rush me." He insisted stubbornly.
Wen Tong glared at him, and even though she was reluctant, she obediently went to make him coffee.
As soon as she left, Xia Shulei immediately said: "Chen, I won't disturb you anymore. Let's have dinner together another day."
Beichen Xiao responded calmly, with no unnecessary expression on his face.
Xia Shulei clenched her fists unwillingly and tried to maintain an elegant smile.
She is not in a hurry, the position of the second young mistress of the Beichen family will only be hers, and she will marry her with her children in a glorious manner.
Wen Tong was making coffee in the tea room, grinding the fine coffee beans into powder, and then adding sugar and milk according to Beichen Xiao's preference.
Glancing at the closed door of the CEO's office through the glass door, Wen Tong secretly thought that Bei Chenxiao, a bad guy, was alone with Xia Shulei in the office and sent her out to make coffee.
"I'll give you some extra ingredients."
Wen Tong smiled evilly and found a box of fine salt from the cabinet.
Women here drink light salt water every morning, so there are a lot of high-end salts.
She opened a small packet and poured it into the coffee, stirring it a few times with a spoon.
It seemed that it was not enough, so I poured another pack.
Thinking of the way Beichenxiao drank this cup of coffee, she couldn't help but smile and curl her lips.
"You seem very happy?" Xia Shulei leaned on the door panel, her eyes filled with coldness.
Wen Tong, who was originally in a cheerful mood, immediately plummeted after hearing this disgusting voice. Her hand movements paused and she asked coldly: "What are you doing here?"
"I asked you, has the coffee been brewed?"
Wen Tong laughed almost sarcastically. Such a low-level method, she could not imagine that she was still the little girl who was ignorant of the world six years ago. Would she be provoked by her words?
"Miss Xia left so soon? No wonder Beichen Xiao doesn't like to be wordy when doing things."
She picked up the coffee and walked towards her, "Ms. Xia, won't you stay for a drink? In other words, Bei Chenxiao didn't detain you at all?"
"You..." Xia Shulei glared at her fiercely, feeling embarrassed that her thoughts had been exposed.
In order to save face, she said in a sharp tone: "Wen Tong, you won't be proud for long. With your background, you will never step into the Beichen family in your life."
Wen Tong retorted coldly, "Miss Xia's status is quite noble, why is she still outside the threshold of Beichen's family now?"
"You..." Xia Shulei's eyes were cold, and she gritted her teeth and swore every word, "I will definitely marry Beichen Xiao, I will."
It was obviously a word that she shouldn't care about, but Wen Tong's heart suddenly skipped a beat, as if she had a very bad premonition, and this feeling made her feel very uncomfortable.
She passed Xia Shulei with a cup of coffee and said, "I'll be waiting."
The hot coffee was placed on Bei Chenxiao's table. He was looking at the computer when he heard this popping sound, as if someone was losing his temper.
Originally, Wen Tong had no intention of giving him the cup of salty coffee, but after hearing Xia Shulei's words, she still wanted to relieve her frustration.
Bei Chenxiao leaned over and dragged the coffee tray steadily with his long fingers.
"good smell."
How did he smell the fragrance? He obviously put so much salt in it.
She watched expressionlessly as he put the coffee to his mouth and seemed about to drink it the next second.
She was reluctant to give up and shouted urgently, "There is salt."
He paused, with a fond smile on his lips, and drank the cup of coffee in one gulp amidst her surprise.
Is he crazy? She has already reminded him that she added salt. How can he still drink something so unpleasant?
Wen Tong hurriedly snatched his cup and stamped her feet angrily, "Beichen Xiao, there is something wrong with you, how salty are you?"
She took some water and handed it to him, "Drink some water quickly."
He didn't answer it. Instead, he picked up a tissue and gently wiped the corners of his mouth. He looked at her with endless tenderness. She almost drowned in his soft eyes. "What you gave me, even if it's poison, I won't do it."
I will drink it without hesitation.”
Fool, fool, idiot!
Wen Tong was moved and angry at the same time, her face turned red and white, and her expression changed back and forth.
"Beichen Xiao..." She called his name with a hint of coquettishness.
"Come here." He raised his fingers.
She obediently walked around the desk and walked to him. He stretched out his long arms and took her into his arms, pricking her face with the stubble on his chin, "It smells so sour."
"I put some salt in it," she corrected.
"But I tasted jealous." He teased her lips, starting from a light taste to a hot and wet kiss. As he kissed, his hands began to be dishonest, and a low voice escaped from his lips.