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Chapitre 9

In my dream, I seemed to see that man again; he gently sealed our vows with a kiss, his deep blue eyes overflowing with tenderness…

Her smile grew even sweeter and more beautiful...

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Huh, what's going on here?

Fang Weiyang stared in disbelief as his old friend slept soundly in the arms of a beauty... no, a wicked witch.

Good heavens, is the heavens going to destroy him?

This witch surnamed Ye not only has a sharp tongue, but she's also incredibly cunning. She actually managed to trick Pei, that workaholic, into putting aside his work and staying here with her to catch up on sleep? That's just too... too much.

The thought of Pei putting aside his work to pursue love, and then working himself to death from morning till night, would definitely give Fang Weiyang a headache. Not to mention how Ye Zi would exploit him after she got a backer, and how she would brainwash the naive and easily bullied tomboy so that she would distance herself from him and ignore him... Ugh, he's so pitiful.

Feeling sorry for himself, Fang Weiyang walked back dejectedly, kindly closing the door behind him. Ah, he's so kind!

He had treated him so well, even wanting to invite him to dinner, and of course, also wanted to sound out who that stinky guy named Lucky was and what his connection was with the tomboy. But to his surprise, that guy was happily dreaming with his "enemy," oblivious to his own dire straits.

Hmph, what a shameless bastard!

While waiting for the elevator out of boredom, Fang Weiyang did some oral exercises. The moment the elevator doors opened, his bitter face lit up. "Little Zizi, how about I treat you to dinner?" he pleaded, wagging his tail ingratiatingly.

Little... Zizi?! How could he even bring himself to call her that?

Shaking off the goosebumps, Feng Zi subtly moved half a step to the side and said with a forced smile, "Vice President, could you please move aside so I can return the elevator to you?"

"You won't agree?" Fang Weiyang pouted, looking pitiful, more like a wronged woman in her boudoir.

Ah—Feng Zi barely suppressed the scream that welled up in her mouth. She thought she could understand why some men preferred men to women. After all, if he could face a charming and "admirable" "same-sex" man, why would he need to find other women? Wasn't the scene right in front of her a perfect example—the general manager and the vice president?

"I'm sorry, I already have an appointment with Secretary Ye, so... I'm very sorry." Although she said it sincerely, her expression didn't reflect that.

"But...but..." Fang Weiyang fiddled with the hem of his clothes, looking timid. "Secretary Ye is still busy. General Manager Pei said no one is allowed to disturb her." Taking a nap with the boss is also considered official business, after all, it makes him feel good.

And Pei, be grateful to him, for he went to such lengths to distract the bystanders.

"Really?" Feng Zi hesitated for a moment, then decided to give up. "Never mind, I'll just go in and get my own lunchbox. I won't bother Secretary Ye."

“But Pei’s in a bad mood,” Fang Weiyang casually revealed, immediately panicking and trying to cover it up. “I mean… the general manager…”

"I see."

Defeated by his panic and cowardice, Fengzi unconsciously patted his shoulder with a look of sympathy. Actually, the vice president was really pitiful. He was clearly a woman's soul but had been misplaced in a body, so much so that even falling in love with a "man" was done secretly, for fear of affecting the reputation of his beloved. Alas, so pitiful.

"Let's go eat together." She softened her heart and completely forgot her shock and disgust from the morning. After all, he was like a sister to her.

"Really? You said yes?"

Overjoyed at his successful catch, he couldn't stop jumping for joy, a secret chuckle spreading through his heart. "Witch Ye, you're still a long way from beating me!" he thought smugly.

Fang Weiyang grabbed Feng Zi and led her into the elevator. He held her arm with undiminished enthusiasm and said innocently, "Little Zi Zi, I knew you were the best. Even if everyone else ignores me, you'll still be my friend, right?"

Friends? Did he and she count? But… who cares? Unable to refuse him outright, she nodded hastily under his pleading gaze, but—

"Could you please stop calling me Xiao... Zizi?" With stiff lips, she forced a kind, fake smile.

Seeing her forced smile, Fang Weiyang finally asked compassionately, "Why? Don't you like it?"

"No, no, I'm just not used to it." Actually, she felt nauseous.

"Then what should I call you?" With his innocent big eyes blinking, Fang Weiyang looked just like a puppy waiting for its master's favor.

"Call me... Xiao Zi." The kind-hearted people couldn't see the demon's flamboyant wings and evil grin, so Feng Zi softened her heart once again.

"Yay!" Fang Weiyang jumped up and enthusiastically gave Feng Zi a quick kiss on the cheek, then shouted happily, "Xiao Zi, Xiao Zi, Xiao Zi..."

Feng Zi, whose fragrance had been stolen, touched her cheek, speechless for a long time...

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How embarrassing, so incredibly embarrassing.

The thought that she had actually fallen asleep in the office, had a vivid erotic dream, and woke up hugging a man who happened to be her boss made Ye Zi want to just find a block of tofu and die.

Oh dear, how could this happen?

Hiding her flushed cheeks in her hands, Ye Zi, with an ostrich-like mentality, tried to "forget about it," but what kept replaying in her mind was the night she spent with that man surnamed Pei seven years ago.

His gentleness and thoughtfulness still linger in her memory, and she even accidentally fell in love with an unknown man later on. But... how embarrassing! She was thinking about his caresses and tenderness towards her back then, but when she woke up, she was stunned by her boss's handsome and noble sleeping face, even... mesmerized, until he opened his eyes and greeted her...

God, give her a hole to crawl into and live out the rest of her life!

She doesn't want to see anyone!

Seeing that she looked ashamed and blushing ever since she regained consciousness, and now she was hiding her face behind her hands like an ostrich, not moving for a long time, Pei Zaiyu couldn't help but worry that she might do something rash and suffocate herself like this, so he hurriedly went over to her.

"Zi'er!"

Who? Who's calling her so cheesyly? Although the anxious and concerned voice sounds so pleasant and sexy, but... never mind, it's wrong to disturb her, and she hasn't even finished repenting yet.

Ye Zi turned her head away in a huff, intending to ignore it.

"Zi'er!" Pei Zaiyu called out again with concern.

"You!" Huo Dadi leaped up, ready to unleash a shrewish roar, but upon seeing the person's appearance, he was immediately speechless, his pretty face turning into a ripe shrimp.

Ye Zi stammered, "General...General Manager."