However, I immediately and clearly told myself: Chen Yang, you're just daydreaming.
She's rich, beautiful, has status, is elegant, and charming. There seems to be no reason for a woman like that to fall for me on the second day after they met, right?
So there must be a special reason why she treats me this way! Most likely it's because... I look a lot like someone? Her ex-lover? Her ex-boyfriend?
The problem is... I can't say it outright yet!
She's my boss! What should I say?
Should I say to her, "Hey! Fang Nan, do you have feelings for me?"
I suddenly realized something... Although I've spent several years surrounded by women... those were places of pleasure!
I guess I've gotten used to hanging out with those free-spirited ladies, so I'm actually a bit at a loss when I'm facing these "normal" women!
Yes! If I were facing a woman like Mary right now, I might chuckle and pat her on the butt, then put my arm around her shoulder and say, "Hey beautiful, don't flirt around like that, you might get yourself into trouble." And then, maybe I could even take advantage of the situation a little...
My life has always been like this, living in that kind of place.
But now times have changed, places have changed, and people have changed. This trick no longer works!
I coughed, trying to make my voice sound normal, and said with a wry smile, "Miss Fang... you're really good to your subordinates!"
I picked up the shirt and put it aside, but Fang Nan suddenly laughed and said, "You should change now. We're leaving soon, and you can't change in the car."
"...OK!" Since the hostess is so generous, what is there for me, a grown man, to be shy about!
After saying hello to Fang Nan, I took my shirt and went into the restroom.
When I came out, I felt like something was off. Fang Nan looked at my brand-new shirt and suddenly realized, "Ah, new clothes need to be ironed before wearing. There are creases on your chest."
"Never mind," I politely declined. I certainly didn't want my boss ironing my clothes... well, that's quite possible, since I could see Fang Nan was already rolling up her sleeves!
"Alright!" I felt I couldn't stay silent any longer. "Ms. Fang, I think we need to talk." To be honest, I had a very good impression of Fang Nan. Under other circumstances, if such a mature, beautiful, and alluring woman were interested in me… damn it, who cares, I'll just go for it!
But she's my boss, the one who pays my salary! And I know that she's so nice to me mostly because I look like someone.
I don't want to cause any trouble! I need this job, and I also need to sort out my relationship with Fang Nan!
"Hmm... what should we talk about?"
"Ahem!" I coughed, sat down, and tried to speak in the most sincere tone possible: "Ms. Fang... I'm afraid I've been presumptuous. First of all, I want to say that you are a very good person, a very good boss. On my first day at work, you gave me a very expensive outfit, and at the same time, you tolerated a big mistake I made and helped me pay the compensation..."
At this point, Fang Nan interjected, "You deserve those clothes; they're for work. As for the compensation, I'm just temporarily covering it for you."
“Okay.” I carefully chose my words: “Besides those, I also want to thank you for the cigarettes…and this shirt, thank you for preparing these for me.”
I deliberately emphasized the word "specially".
Then, with the most peaceful smile possible, she said, "To be honest, I'm a little flattered."
"Oh..." A hint of disappointment flashed in Fang Nan's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a touch of sadness. She slowly leaned back on the sofa, then subconsciously lit a cigarette. Her captivating eyes were hidden behind the swirling smoke as she softly said, "Hmm, I think you must be wondering too... why I treated you like this..."
Fang Nan smiled and said, "Actually, perhaps my approach is making you feel a little uncomfortable? I think I can explain it to you."
She paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed, but in a strange way: "Chen Yang, are you misunderstanding something? Do you think I'm the kind of weird female boss who seduces young subordinates?"
I quickly shook my head, then tentatively asked, "Yesterday I vaguely heard you say... was it because I look a lot like someone?"
"..." Fang Nan took a deep drag of her cigarette, but didn't exhale for a long time, as if she wanted to fully absorb the tobacco flavor into her lungs. Then her eyes suddenly reddened, her fingers trembled slightly, and the cigarette slipped to the ground. I quickly went over to help her pick up the cigarette and throw it into the ashtray, and then pulled a tissue from the table and handed it to her.
"Thank you." Fang Nan smiled at me, then gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and shook her head. "I'm sorry, I lost my composure."
"Still smoking?" I picked up the pipe.
"No, thank you." Fang Nan shook her head, glanced at me, and said, "Chen Yang, you're a good person. Thank you."
I smiled and said, "It's still early. If you have anything to say, I'd be happy to listen."
Aze's rule for picking up girls, number one: Most women don't actually like men who talk incessantly; most women are more attracted to men who are willing to patiently listen to their troubles!
Ah Ze has an absolute understanding of women! Although I don't plan to pursue Fang Nan, winning the boss's favor would certainly be a good thing for me!
Fang Nan suddenly stood up, walked to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of red wine, opened it, poured herself a glass first, and then looked up at me: "Would you like some?"
"No." I shook my head.
She seemed to be smiling, but there was no joy in her eyes. Holding a wine glass in her hand, she looked at me and said, "Chen Yang, what kind of person do you think I am?"
"Isn't that great? I think you're amazing. A woman supporting such a big business, you're a strong woman."
Fang Nan smiled, took another big gulp, and then murmured, "Strong woman...you know...it's been a long time since any outsiders have visited my home. I don't even have any particularly good friends. And I never invite friends over...as for men...humph, they can't even get through my door!" After saying that, she laughed again: "Of course, you don't count."
She drank too fast, and the smell of alcohol made her cheeks flushed, and her eyes looked like they were about to burst with tears.
"Chen Yang... I'm so sorry about today. I think you could tell I deliberately made you do those chores this afternoon... I didn't mean to tease you, it's just... that feeling was really good for me... really good." Her voice was soft, so soft that it made one feel sorry for her: "This house is always just me, from upstairs to downstairs, to the basement, to the garage, it's always just me. I've always taken care of myself, I thought I was very independent and strong... but actually this afternoon, watching you busy yourself for me, I suddenly felt very... very happy. Because I felt like I was being taken care of."
After saying that, he took another sip of wine.
I realized something was wrong.
Fang Nan was holding a huge wine glass! It was a large European-style wine glass, almost half the size of a bottle! This woman drank half a glass in one gulp, and after a few gulps, she had already drunk half a bottle of red wine!
Then she started to cry.
Damn... this woman has such a low alcohol tolerance!
She was almost drunk after just half a bottle of red wine!
“You know… there used to be someone who took good care of me. He was so good to me. Back then, I wasn’t like I am now, not some superwoman… I didn’t have to worry about anything. He used to fix my furniture and fix my wires, just like you do…” Fang Nan suddenly chuckled, her eyes becoming unfocused. “But he’s gone, gone… he’ll never come back…”
I was somewhat exasperated. This woman's alcohol tolerance was truly terrible...
It's partly my fault. When I worked at the nightclub, all those girls could drink a ton of liquor. Hadn't they ever seen a woman who passed out after just two drinks?
Even among the girls I know, Qiaoqiao is the kind of heroine who can drink seven or eight bottles of beer without batting an eye!
Fang Nan's voice gradually lowered, and I was about to stop her from pouring more alcohol into her mouth...
Suddenly, she abruptly jumped straight up from the sofa! Then she stood in front of me, her eyes fixed on me, her body as still as a javelin! I was startled and quickly stood up to support her, afraid she would fall. Then her body went limp and she collapsed into my arms, as soft as a noodle. The wine glass in her hand fell to the floor.
In my arms, Fang Nan's faint fragrance mingled with the smell of alcohol, wafting into my nostrils. Her soft body was completely unguarded, pressed directly against me, and I could even fully feel the soft, alluring curves of her body...
My mouth was already dry, but then I heard Fang Nan in my arms seem to be murmuring, "Brother... Brother... I don't want to be your sister, I want to be... I've waited for you for ten years... Why didn't you come to find me..."
I broke out in a cold sweat!
Brother? Sister? What a mess...?
No way?!
Book 1: A Man in the Martial World, Helpless in His Own Way - Chapter 45: The Most Awkward Romantic Encounter in History
Then I tried my best to stop myself from thinking in a weird way... Hmm, Fang Nan doesn't seem like the kind of woman with those kinds of perverted fetishes...
Could it be that we've encountered one of those cliché scenes from third-rate TV shows where someone says, "I'm sorry, I only see you as a little sister"?
But Fang Nan is too bold! She actually got drunk right in front of me? Isn't she afraid of me...?
Sigh, how can a woman with such a low alcohol tolerance survive in the business world?
I had regained consciousness, reached under her knees, scooped her up in my arms, and carried her upstairs...
...But then I carried her downstairs.
I can't find Fang Nan's room... and every room upstairs is locked.
I simply put her on the sofa, and after thinking for a moment, I picked up my coat and covered her with it.
I sat down, rubbed my nose with a wry smile.
What kind of mess is this?!
Fang Nan's breathing was very even and gentle, with soft humming sounds coming from her nose from time to time. It was hard to tell if she was dreaming or thinking about something.
But such an alluring beauty, lying right in front of me, making those intoxicating sounds... I feel myself about to go berserk...
I was grateful to leave her, ran into the kitchen, grabbed a rag, wiped up the spilled wine on the floor, and tidied up the things on the table.
Fang Nan suddenly mumbled something indistinctly, "My head... feels so dizzy...", then turned over and went back to sleep.
I looked at her, sighed, and muttered to myself, "You're lucky. I've already retired from the martial world, otherwise... hmph!"
After thinking for a moment, I picked up my car keys and went out.
I drove out of the residential area, found a pharmacy nearby, bought a box of hangover medicine, and then came back.
As I opened the door and came in, I suddenly remembered something... When Fang Nan opened the door with the password, she didn't even turn her back to me. Wasn't she afraid that I would see her password?
I don't know if this woman is shrewd or confused.
I entered, poured a glass of water, helped Fang Nan up, and after a moment's thought, simply pulled her close, letting her lean against my chest, then fed her two hangover pills. Fang Nan was drunk, but she drank the water steadily, not spilling a drop. However, after finishing, she suddenly rolled over and hooked her arm around my neck. I was suddenly enveloped in her warm, soft embrace; I almost dropped the glass, quickly reaching out to place it on the table. I tried to pull Fang Nan's arm off my neck.
The first attempt worked, but then she suddenly wrapped her other arm around my waist. The sofa was too soft, and I fell down, ending up in a tight embrace...
She was lying on top of me, half-turned, her head near my neck, and my hand just happened to reach from behind to her chest... God is my witness, it was completely by accident, I pressed on the wrong place...
The result almost made me...get an erection on the spot!
This woman wasn't wearing a bra under her T-shirt! The round, full shape, and the subtle bulge under the cotton T-shirt...
My heart is beating at 180!
Looking back, I realize it took almost saintly willpower to move my hand away, but now I can't bear to let go of her.
She had a sweet, fragrant scent that was very alluring. Her hair fell across my neck, giving me a slightly ticklish feeling. Although she was lying on top of me, her body was very soft and light...
I was somewhat infatuated, but my reason told me I should let her go... let her go...
But at the same time, another thought came to mind: I'll just hold you for one minute... just one more minute... just one more minute...
And so, from one minute to ten minutes, from ten minutes to an hour...
This woman seemed to possess a kind of magic; the longer I held her, the less I wanted to let go! Her brows were slightly furrowed in her sleep, as if she were somewhat melancholy, and her eyelids, draped under her long eyelashes, occasionally trembled slightly…
I have never had this experience before... Holding a stunningly beautiful woman, sitting from afternoon to evening... Watching the light in the room gradually dim, time flew by so quickly, yet I seemed oblivious to it all!
Finally, I felt half of my body start to go numb. Even if Fang Nan is light, she still weighs nearly 100 pounds. Pressing on me like that for hours, I started to feel a lack of blood flow to certain parts of my body…
I shifted my body slightly, trying to put her down, when suddenly a pleasant cell phone ringtone came from my pocket…
Fang Nan, who was in his arms, suddenly trembled, then opened her eyes and woke up with a start!
We stared at each other for a few seconds, our eyes almost touching, before she exclaimed "Ah!" and sprang from my arms. Unfortunately, the sofa was too small, and as soon as she moved, she rolled onto the floor!