"You are Zhuang, Zhuang Tianyao..." Lin Jiyue responded in a daze as her consciousness was detached.
"Say! You are mine!" Zhuang Tianyao suddenly squeezed her waist tightly.
Lin Jiyue cried again, murmuring with every grievance: "It's yours, I'm yours..."
Zhuang Tianyao finally smiled with satisfaction, and a certain part of his heart became softer, but he gritted his teeth and refused to stop. He was bound to have sex with her.
At the end of the love affair, he hugged her tightly in his arms and sighed. Such a beautiful woman made him wish he could hide her and make her belong to him alone.
A dream without trace.
Zhuang Tianyao woke up suddenly. He was sweating all over in the late winter night. Looking at his messy lower body, he finally couldn't help cursing himself. How could he have such a colorful dream like a young man who just started eating meat?
Come on? Isn’t it just that I haven’t had sex with a woman for a while?
What a shame.
The moonlight came in through the gauze curtains and sprinkled silvery light all over the floor.
The other side of the double bed was empty, making him feel more and more empty. This boundless emptiness bit him, and he couldn't bear it. He opened the quilt bitterly, went into the bathroom and took a cold shower, even though it was freezing to the bone.
But that heartburning feeling never goes away.
It was already the middle of the night, and he couldn't fall back to sleep when he woke up. He walked to the study room, read through the contents of tomorrow's meeting again, and responded to several emails from foreign cooperative companies. Then he felt a little tired and leaned on his bed.
The back of the chair rubbed his nose, raised his eyes, and saw the poster hanging on the wall. His sharp eyebrows instantly became very gentle. He sighed softly. Could it be that she was mentioned in those love dramas?
Is it his fate?
Disturbed by this hearty dream, Zhuang Tianyao got up late the next day, and his secretary helped him postpone the meeting for an hour.
Another lengthy and tedious meeting, including work reports from supervisors at all levels, cooperation plans for new projects, and decisions on personnel changes, left Zhuang Tianyao no time to distract himself from other things.
He has always been a person who distinguishes between public and private affairs, and is always meticulous and serious in his work. No one among his subordinates is afraid of him. He works more carefully and more cautiously, for fear that he will catch him in the wrong and be kicked out of the company, thus losing his golden job.
Zhuang Tianyao is particularly keen on numbers. He discovered the error in the financial report after just a few glances. The budget exceeded the budget by a full 5%. Looking at his frown, the financial manager's back was soaked with sweat. He lowered his head and was being scolded silently.
, not long after, the public relations manager was also scolded bloody because she chose a recently popular female star to be the spokesperson for the real estate, and there was a little bit of flattery in it. The star had an affair with Zhuang Tianyao.
Unexpectedly, this time the photo was taken on the horse's leg.
Zhuang Tianyao was a little bored after hearing this, pushed the report on the table, stood up and looked around coldly at the so-called elites sitting below, and said expressionlessly: "Don't think I'm easy to get along with, I want someone who can do practical things.
People, those who want to flatter others and stay in the dark will do well to themselves! Next time it won’t be as simple as getting scolded!”
After that, the door opened and closed with a bang. People in the conference room looked at each other, some were sweating, some were relieved, and some were watching the show.
The secretary quickly retreated after sorting out the information, otherwise she would be surrounded by supervisors asking questions for information. They didn't want to lose their jobs, and she didn't want to either.
Zhuang Tianyao returned to the office and sat for a long time. His secretary knocked on the door and brought him a cup of warm caramel macchiato.