He sighed in frustration.
He turned back and kissed her. She sat up, sat on his lap, and wrapped her legs around his waist.
They kissed passionately until the world seemed to spin, and the clothes they had just put on were thrown to the ground.
In no time, he got hard again. And she completely forgot about the safety measures she had just bought, and sat down on him without hesitation.
He held her waist, licking her nipples with ecstasy. She leaned back unconsciously, her legs wrapping around him even tighter, as if trying to embed herself into him, her body arching in a beautiful curve.
Lan Di was aroused to the extreme by her teasing, and his movements became more and more intense.
"Shi Nan~~~"
"Hmm~~"
"Shi Nan~~~"
"Hmm~~"
"Shi Nan~~~~~~"
"Landy~~~~"
"Shi Nan~~~~~~"
“Di~~~~” My Di.
“Shi Nan,” Lan Di met her eyes, his soft voice panting as he declared, “I love you.”
So this is what it's like to love someone: not only do you want to be with them all the time, but you also want to get to the deepest part of each other, the deeper the better, to tremble together, to reach the clouds together.
Shi Nan gripped him tightly, her hair disheveled, her eyes glazed. Lan Di's hands, which were holding her waist, suddenly tightened, and the rhythm quickened until it reached its peak.
How can one describe their three days? Once Adam and Eve started, they couldn't stop.
They don't leave their house; they stay in their house, do their work, sleep, eat, and then do their work again.
Day and night, until the sky darkened. Various positions, various frequencies, various orgasms.
They tried using condoms, but neither of them liked the feeling. They wanted to be completely intimate, absolutely intimate. So after trying it once, they threw the whole box away.
The last night was especially wild. After she screamed and reached the top, he kept going and kept giving her, giving her three times in a row, before they reached the other side together.
They overcame their initial awkwardness and the obstacles of pain, elevating this experience to their most intimate words and the highest expression of their love for each other.
The three blissful days came suddenly and ended just as quickly.
Once again at the airport, facing separation once more. He hesitated to go inside, then took her hand, saying, "That year when I left, I waited for you for so long." His tone was like that of a little boy.
She didn't know whether she should tell him how she felt at the time, but he didn't seem to need her to answer. "But you still came in the end. You have no idea how happy I was on the plane."
He repeatedly pinched her ring finger, as if trying to remember something.
“Shi Nan, I know I’ve been too indulgent these past few days. If, I mean if,” he whispered, his lips close to her earlobe, “if we get pregnant, don’t make any decisions on your own.”
After saying that, he looked back into her eyes, as if to assure her of his seriousness, "You know what I mean."
"Mmm." Shi Nan blushed and lowered her head, but her heart was filled with warmth.
Before saying goodbye, he gave her a light kiss and said, "Shi Nan, wait for me."
Chanel
The woman was not pregnant. Not every story unfolds or is rewritten because of an unexpected pregnancy.
Three days after Lan Di left, the naive Shi Nan suddenly realized the consequences of not using contraception. She went to the pharmacy to inquire about emergency contraception and was told that she needed to take the first pill within three days. Only then did she begin to panic.
I was too embarrassed to ask others, so I searched online and found that there's a concept called a "safe period"—their three days are theoretically considered a safe period.
Luckily, her friend arrived as scheduled two days later. She breathed a sigh of relief.
With a week left of the holiday, Shi Nan received a call from another company she had applied to—a well-known bank. She remembered Cheng Bin saying he'd offer her a new position once she started working there, and now she didn't know whether to go for the interview or stay at the light bulb company.
That day, lying in bed with Lan Di, he told her he wanted to leave the "third wheel" situation. He said she could do whatever she wanted, as long as she was happy and didn't overwork herself—just don't make herself suffer. Lan Di's words were like a reassurance. Shi Nan didn't want to go back to being a "third wheel," even if he got a new job, there was no guarantee things would be different. It seems like many unmarried office ladies over thirty have a condition called "disliking younger women." Shi Nan immediately made up his mind: I won't go back to being treated like this again.
Thinking of Lan Di, she hated herself so much she wanted to grind her teeth. He received her lament and immediately flew back, but after their passionate encounter, she had already left before Shi Nan remembered that she had completely forgotten the reason for her lament and hadn't mentioned it at all.
The two of them have expressed their love so thoroughly and so fully, yet they haven't uttered a single word to define their relationship.
Before he left, he told her to wait for him. Was that a promise? Their relationship wasn't even official yet; what foundation could a promise be on? Shi Nan sighed. It turned out she was such a woman—women need men to give them assurances. Whether it was true or not, just hearing it was enough.
The interview on the second day went smoothly. At that time, the bank did not yet have any branches in China; its office in Beijing was just a representative office with no more than 20 people in total. The interview result was that she could start work the following week, and Shi Nan accepted.
Shi Nan called Cheng Bin to tell him she wanted to resign. Cheng Bin asked her to explain in person, and Shi Nan thought it wouldn't hurt, so she agreed.
In the restaurant "South Beauty," Shi Nan frowned at the table full of dishes. Just now, Cheng Bin had asked her what she wanted to eat, and all she could think about was how to explain to him that she didn't want to go back to work. She completely forgot that this was a Sichuan restaurant, so she habitually said "anything is fine." As a result, every single dish that came out was red. When she ate out with friends, she didn't need to be told; everyone knew she didn't touch any spicy food.
Cheng Bin, observing this, asked, "You don't like any of them?"
"Sorry, I forgot to mention, I don't eat spicy food at all." Shi Nan looked at him apologetically.
"No problem, let's order some more." He called over the waiter and asked seriously, "Do you have any non-spicy dishes here?"
The girl dressed in a sexy outfit shook her head as if she were watching a joke. Shi Nan knew what she was thinking without saying a word—"Why are you here if you don't eat spicy food?" So he said, "Never mind, I'll make do."
Cheng Bin took the menu, pointed to a few dishes, and said, "Make it once, but without chili."
The waiter left inexplicably.
“I always tell people they don’t need to come back after their probation period, but this time you’re the one telling me you’re not coming.” Cheng Bin lit a cigarette. “Has another big company wanted you? Is it ranked higher than ours?”
Knowing he was no longer working with him, Shi Nan spoke without restraint, "It's not that—at least they're not nearly as big as you are in China. I wanted a simpler environment. Actually, I just used them as an excuse to make up my mind to leave."
"You mean our company environment isn't pure?" He shook his head. "Shi Nan, aren't you just being ostracized by your female colleagues? You think changing companies will make things better? Let me tell you, it's the same everywhere. A newcomer like you won't have an easy time anywhere, as long as there are women there." Cheng Bin no longer considered her subordinate; every word he spoke was cutting.
Shi Nan knew he had a point. "There are always exceptions. I'll definitely suffer there, so I might as well take a gamble and maybe I'll get lucky this time and run into an exception."
"Which company?" Mr. Shi truthfully gave the name of the bank.
"Shi Nan, do you care about your future?" Cheng Bin bluntly provoked her. "There's clearly no future for you there as here."
Shi Nan remembered Lan Di's words: he didn't want her to think about those things; he just wanted her to be happy. She smiled at Cheng Bin, "I don't want to."
Cheng Bin was naturally surprised. After a long pause, he said unhappily, "Don't you want to know what new position I'm giving you?"
"Yes. Hehe, please feel free to say so."
"Come to the Human Resources Department. They won't openly bully you under me."
Shi Nan was stunned for a moment, not expecting Cheng Bin to "take care of her" in this way. What was his intention...?
Cheng Bin noticed her doubts and a seemingly warm smile appeared on his face. "Shi Nan, I really wish I had a younger sister like you. You are so pure, and I think you deserve more protection than others."
Shi Nan immediately felt relieved. Oh, she had been overthinking it; it wasn't what she thought. She was an only child, with no older cousins or anything like that, and Cheng Bin's older brotherly attitude made her feel very warm. She smiled knowingly, "Then can I take unpaid leave?"
"???"
“If your prediction comes true and I’m frustrated, I’ll come back to you,” Shi Nan said shamelessly.
"Valid anytime within one year."
That evening, Lan Di called her and said, "I've left the light bulb and am now doing odd jobs at the bank's representative office."
Landy said okay, whatever makes you happy.
As Cheng Bin said, Shi Nan's new work environment was not what she had hoped for.
The head of the representative office was Dutch, around 35 years old, and still unmarried. Everyone called him Vanken, a shortened version of his surname. His female colleagues in the office, whether single or married, were all very attentive to him. Shi Nan found this utterly baffling.
Shi Nan was a newcomer, naturally enthusiastic about work, eager to learn, and quick to pick up tasks big and small. After a month, she was almost capable of handling things independently. Perhaps finding her clever and quick-witted, Fan Ken treated Shi Nan exceptionally well. He would stroll up to her before going out for lunch and ask if she wanted to join him; he would leave chocolates on her desk with notes saying they were a reward when she wasn't there; he would patiently explain technical terms to her in English when she encountered them that she couldn't translate, showing absolutely no airs of a boss. When Shi Nan spoke of this boss to Tang Beibei, she said he was very good and kind, with high standards but a humble attitude.
Of course, it was foolish of Shi Nan to think that way, because he didn't treat others that way. And before long, his colleagues sensed something was wrong, and the female colleagues started picking on Shi Nan, led by Chen Ying and Zhang Xiaoyu.
Chen Ying was in her early thirties, with average looks, figure, and personality, but she clearly spent a lot of money on her appearance. When Shi Nan first arrived, she saw Chen Ying touching up her makeup in the restroom. She had a huge bag of cosmetics piled up, all imported brands from the department store's first floor—brands Shi Nan had never bought before. MAC foundation, HR mascara, Dior lip gloss, GUERLAIN loose powder—Chen Ying finished her touch-up in two minutes. Seeing Shi Nan standing there dumbfounded, she smiled and said to her, "Young lady, a woman's most important thing is her face." At that time, Chen Ying didn't harbor any hostility towards Shi Nan.
Zhang Xiaoyu was about the same age as Shi Nan, a year older, a second-year student, and had arrived a year earlier. Although not particularly wealthy, she made a concerted effort to dress well, changing her clothes daily, though most were items more suitable for nightclubs and obviously inexpensive. The representative office wasn't a large company, and Van Ken hadn't made any dress code rules; as long as no one dressed too outrageously or too casually, it was fine, so Shi Nan eventually got used to it. Taking advantage of youth, promoting oneself through clothing was understandable. However, Shi Nan always believed that buying a few high-quality, affordable clothes was better than buying a lot of cheap ones. Zhang Xiaoyu's attire only made her seem cheap, but since they weren't close enough, she didn't want to point it out yet, thinking she'd wait until they were more familiar. Rumor had it that Zhang Xiaoyu had a boyfriend, yet she flirted with Van Ken in the office without any restraint.
That noon, Shi Nan and Fan Ken ate at a Chinese restaurant near the office building. Because of Fan Ken's "low-key attitude," Shi Nan now speaks to him without any formality.
Van Ken said casually, "Xiaoyu asked me to dinner again today, but I told her I already had plans."
"Did that person stand you up?" Shi Nan was only called to come along by Fan Ken just before leaving the house, so it wasn't arranged beforehand, and she assumed he had originally made plans with someone else.
"No. I'm eating with that person right now."
Shi choked, "So you're talking about me? Didn't we bump into each other at the door?"
Vancan added, "Ying came into my office a couple of days ago and asked me if her dress looked good today."
Shi Nan spat it out.
"She also asked me what I was going to do this weekend. I said I didn't have any plans yet, and she said she wanted to go to Sanlitun with me for drinks that night."
Shi Nan smiled helplessly, both at Chen Ying and Zhang Xiaoyu, and at Fan Ken. He thought to himself, "This guy is almost middle-aged, yet he still acts like a little boy, showing off how good other women are to him."
When Shi Nan returned from lunch, she was caught by Chen Ying and another female colleague downstairs. Chen Ying asked Shi Nan, "Did you eat lunch together?" Shi Nan was about to lie when Fan Ken interrupted, saying, "Yes, we ate together."
From that day on, Chen Ying became even more ruthless, making things difficult for Shi Nan at every turn.
One morning, shortly after Van Ken entered his office, he called Zhang Xiaoyu in and unleashed a torrent of anger. Everyone was puzzled, as they rarely saw Van Ken lose his temper. A little while later, he came to find Shi Nan, tossed her a document, and told her it had to be translated by 2 PM.
Shi Nan glanced down at the document. She recognized it; Zhang Xiaoyu was in charge. Zhang had come over yesterday asking Shi Nan several questions about translation. She flipped through Zhang Xiaoyu's translation, and the further she read, the clearer it became why Van Ken had been angry. Shi Nan looked at the document—over ten pages, filled with technical terms, and in areas Shi Nan was unfamiliar with. Zhang Xiaoyu's translation offered no help whatsoever, and she feared she wouldn't have enough time. But there was no other way; she'd translate as much as she could. Shi Nan braced herself, like someone facing an exam, and began the battle. Lunch was naturally out of the question, but Van Ken had surprisingly brought her a sandwich. She smiled wryly, unsure whether to thank him or complain about the impossible task he'd given her.
Time ticked by, it was almost two o'clock. The client had arrived and was seated in the conference room, but Shi Nan still had one last page to go.
Vanken told her, "Give me the translated version first, and translate the last page as soon as possible and send it in." Then he called his secretary, "Make three copies immediately and send them in."
Mr. Shi nodded and continued. Soon it was done, and after taking it inside, he came out and took a deep breath.
After finishing the meeting and seeing the client off, Fan Ken returned and praised Shi Nan while criticizing Zhang Xiaoyu. Shi Nan casually remarked, "Isn't this my job?" Unexpectedly, this earned him a vicious glare from Zhang Xiaoyu.