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Oh no, oh no, that's clearly his face. His eyebrows, his nose, his lips, even those eyes of different colors—when they gaze at her with deep affection, they give her the illusion of being moved. Oh no, she's really doomed. She actually fell for her boss, and he's an "insider."

Seeing her flustered state, Pei Zaiyu unconsciously furrowed his brows. Did he really make her so uneasy? Otherwise, when she woke up, she looked at him with a thoughtful expression, perhaps she was simply looking for the shadow of someone else in him, and that person was the reason she was crying.

He didn't understand who had made her cry, nor did he want to. He only knew that if she cried for him, he would be overjoyed and heartbroken, but right now... he only felt a bitter pang of sorrow...

She didn't know that seven years ago, someone had given her their cold heart and tasted happiness because of her. But she... didn't know, because she had forgotten him, and also forgotten that night when she gave away her innocence.

But... since he has given his heart and chosen to love her, and she has offered herself to him, then he will not allow her to forget him! No matter how deep or hidden her memories are, he will dig them out so that she will fall in love with him.

"General Manager? General..."

Feeling uneasy under his scrutinizing gaze, Ye Zi cautiously called to her boss, who was deep in thought. Good heavens, what was he angry about? Could it be… his earlier outburst while she was sleeping in his arms? Would he fire her?

Although Lucky's exceptional intelligence alone was enough to support the three of them, she really loved this job. Not only was the salary high and the benefits great, but she could also... Seeing the face in front of her that resembled the person in her dreams, she really didn't want to leave.

Seeing through the little woman's mindset at a glance, Pei Zaiyu couldn't help but chuckle. Good heavens, he was pondering how to make her fall in love with him, while she was filled with anxiety about losing her job.

"Are you hungry? Let's go eat together." He said as he walked around the desk, forcefully and domineeringly putting his arm around her waist and leading her out.

"But...but...I brought a lunchbox."

Recovering from her shock, Ye Zi hurriedly declared, and after he raised an eyebrow in doubt, she pulled his large hand and walked towards the tea room.

“Really, look,” she said, taking out two bento boxes and opening them to show him, almost eagerly assuring him, “they’re really delicious.”

"Yeah?"

Without making a sound, Pei Zaiyu glanced at her still-holding hand, and a deep warmth unconsciously surfaced in his usually stern eyes. He sat down first, and then his gaze swept over the dishes in the lunchbox.

"Fish-flavored shredded pork, tomato beef, Kung Pao chicken..." he murmured, carefully gathering his knowledge of Chinese cuisine, but was stumped by something round.

"Oh, that's sweet and sour pork." Strangely, upon closer listening, his voice had a slightly foreign accent.

"Um."

Without asking any further questions, Pei Zaiyu picked up a spoon, scooped up a round meatball, and put it in his mouth. Immediately, a sweet and slightly sour taste spread in his mouth.

"Uh..." He... how could he take someone else's spoon and eat from it? Ye Zi stared at him in disbelief.

He really knows how to choose. The bento boxes all looked pretty much the same, but he picked hers right away. Besides, who invited him? Ignoring her glare, he scooped up another one and put it in his mouth, praising it with satisfaction: "Delicious, but a little sour."

"Of course it's sour, that's sweet and sour pork with pineapple." Watching him devour the special treat Lucky had given her, she felt annoyed. Grabbing another bento box, she angrily scooped up a large spoonful of rice and chewed it fiercely.

"Want some?"

Suddenly, a piece of sweet and sour pork appeared in front of her, its fragrant aroma tempting her. A small slice of pineapple was also placed beside it. Without hesitation, she opened her mouth wide and swallowed it. Mmm, so blissful…

"Is there anything different?" The spoon pointed to the sweet and sour pork in her box, and she took advantage of the situation to snatch one.

“This is Azi’s; she doesn’t eat pineapple.” She stared intently at the moving spoon until it rose to the side of her sexy, alluring lips.

"Oh, I understand."

After speaking, he swallowed his spoils whole and deliberately licked the spoon, looking as if he wanted more.

Boom! Ye Zi blushed, her snow-white cheeks as red as the sunset clouds, her beauty almost burning.

This...this...it feels too intimate, doesn't it? How could he lick her spoon with his tongue? It felt like being kissed, it made me have all sorts of fantasies.

"You...you..." She pointed her slender finger at the wicked man, but her gaze was involuntarily fixed on his two alluring thin lips. She couldn't help but stick out her pink tongue and lick her dry lips.

Oh no! I originally intended to seduce her, but in the end, I was the one who was seduced.

Pei Zaiyu suppressed the rising heat within him caused by her gaze, coughing lightly twice in an attempt to dispel his enchanting and beautiful thoughts.

“You’re a great cook,” he said.

"Uh..." Startled awake, she blushed even more and hurriedly asked, "What?"

“I said the bento box was delicious,” he chuckled.

"Oh, Lucky cooked it. He's a genius."

Mentioning her beloved son, Ye Zi immediately beamed with a sweet smile, proudly showing him off.

That pathetic, narrow-minded man who used to be bullied terribly by her. Oh God, I should just throw a meteorite at her and kill her!

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Chapter Three: "A Night of Deep Affection" by Mo Xian

"Ye Zi, say something!" Why is Ye Zi's face as red as a ripe shrimp, and why does she look so strange?

"Hmm..." Suddenly snapping back to reality, Ye Zi chuckled for a moment, then noticed that Feng Zi's face showed even more hesitation. She had no choice but to be honest and ask, "Did I ever say that Lucky looks just like his father?"

"This is going to be interesting!" Feng Zi nodded vigorously.

"And our general manager is also similar to that man."

Lucky looks like his father, and the general manager also looks like his father, so doesn't that mean...?

"Lucky looks like the general manager!" Feng Zi exclaimed, both frightened and excited. "Could it be that he was the general manager back then... um..."