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Chapitre 13

Fang Weiyang frowned uncomfortably, and very quickly, he put on a wronged expression, sniffed hard, and then his eyes welled up with suspicious tears.

"Hey, you?!"

He actually...cried.

Feng Zi immediately panicked and hurriedly comforted her, "You...you don't cry, it's my fault, I said the wrong thing. Of course you're a man, and...and it's okay to say 'other person,' really, it's not a problem at all." She was very confident.

"But...but...I..." Fang Weiyang sobbed, reaching out to hug Feng Zi with a wronged expression, and happily burying his face in her chest. "I really want to be your friend."

"We...are friends."

Feng Zi looked down at him inexplicably, and at the same time realized that the posture in front of her was too... ambiguous. She stared at the muscles all over her body, too scared to move.

Good heavens, someone save her! The vice president may be a lesbian, but he's still a man, right? The current situation is far too stimulating for her, who has been celibate for several years, but she doesn't dare to push him away rashly, for fear that he will cry again.

Wow—that's great!

Noticing her stiffness and discomfort, Fang Weiyang, who had been chuckling to himself, released her at the opportune moment and happily followed the fleeing beauty upstairs.

"Why are you so late?" Ye Zi asked with concern after waiting for a long time, but her gentle gaze turned mocking when she caught sight of the tagalong who had followed her.

"Because he... is fine."

Fengzi sat down sullenly, choosing silence as the best policy was to avoid making mistakes. "Yezi, why is he eating the same bento box as us?"

Pei Zaiyu, whose black head had been hanging low, raised it upon hearing this. He raised an eyebrow and asked calmly, "Is it not allowed?"

"No, no." Feng Zi hesitated, who would dare say no? It wasn't like she wanted to switch jobs.

Ye Zi sighed. It seemed that A-Zi's impulsive nature was something she couldn't change. She placed Feng Zi's bento box in front of her, opened it for her, and then explained, "The general manager paid for it; it was a special one."

"Do we do takeout? Nobody told me..." Before she could finish speaking, she was shocked to see a thug brazenly grab her spoon and start eating her lunchbox.

"Hey, you surnamed Fang, what are you doing?!" she roared.

"Eat your food." Without even looking up, Fang Weiyang shamelessly ate his fill. He put another spoonful of boiled beef into his mouth, muttering indistinctly, "Delicious."

Upon hearing his praise, Pei Zaiyu suddenly stopped eating. He smiled coolly and said, "Lucky made it." — right after he stuffed a large spoonful of rice into his mouth.

"Cough...cough..."

Having nearly choked to death on a grain of rice, Fang Weiyang, having narrowly escaped death, snatched Fengzi's juice a second time and drank two large gulps before finally stopping his violent coughing.

"Are you trying to kill me?" His eyes were accusing.

Where? Pei Zaiyu returned his calm, faint smile.

Having been robbed twice, and seeing the culprit constantly flirting with his lover, Fengzi was enraged.

"You surnamed Fang, if you don't give me an explanation, I'll... I'll make you pay!"

"Xiao Zi, please forgive me this once, I'll never do it again." The speed of his change of expression was astonishing; in the blink of an eye, Fang Weiyang was already looking pitiful.

"vomit--"

The two outsiders took two steps back in unison and moved their lunchboxes away. This man, how could he even say such a thing? His coquettishness was truly... nauseating.

The man surnamed Fang is truly shameless beyond ordinary; he even has the nerve to show off this child-kidnapping trick! Ye Zi clicked her tongue, then turned to her boss with "admiration," "I never imagined that the general manager not only has first-class work ability, but also such...unique tastes."

No one had ever angered him like this, not even the recent accusatory phone calls he'd received from his father, mother, and his nominal fiancée, Lyria. But no one had ever stung him so deeply, driven him to such madness.

Pei Zaiyu's face turned pale and then red. He pursed his lips and glared at her sternly for two seconds before suddenly standing up and forcefully pulling her towards his office.

“I think we need to have a proper discussion for a while!” he said coldly.

"Talk... talk! Talk about what! Even though she provoked him first, did he really need to get so angry?"

Watching helplessly as her friend was kidnapped, Feng Zi was so terrified she froze, completely forgetting the new score she was settling with Fang Weiyang. After a long while, she finally found her voice.

"Is the general manager... really gay?"

Why is she so concerned about Pei Gan?

Feeling rather uncomfortable, Fang Weiyang suppressed his smile and asked sullenly, "You like him?"

"How could that be?" she hurriedly denied, unaware that there was a hint of guilt in her tone.

"Then why are you asking so many questions!" Hearing her guilty conscience, he almost became indignant, childishly venting his anger.

That damned Pei! Having the witch Ye wasn't enough for him, he even had to seduce the tomboy!

No, he absolutely wouldn't allow it; the tomboy is his!

“I…” She gave him a strange look. Her usually dulled senses began to detect something was amiss, but upon closer inspection, everything seemed normal. She was puzzled.

What's wrong with you?

Realizing his lapse in composure, Fang Weiyang instantly regained his composure, grinning and saying, "So you've decided to forgive me, haven't you?"

"Don't even think about it!"

"But we're friends, and you clearly promised them."

“That’s no longer the case!” Feng Zi said firmly.

“Xiao Zi—” Fang Weiyang persisted.

Sigh, it looks like she's in for a lot of trouble.