[Cold, aloof, tsundere self-strategist VS dull-sensing, optimistic, go-with-the-flow slacker]
The thing Ling Xi regretted most in her life was believing her best friend’s nonsense.
“He hasn’t touched me for three months. Every day when he wakes up, the first thing he does is call his boss. There must be something going on between them!”
“Your husband is the president’s assistant. That’s pretty normal, right?”
“No, it’s not. He even makes breakfast for his boss at home!”
Ling Xi patted her chest. “Give me one month. I guarantee I’ll gather evidence that this scumbag tricked you into marriage!”
After infiltrating Zhou Mingye’s company, Ling Xi successfully entered the President’s Office.
Day 1: She hid at the office doorway and secretly watched Zhou Mingye have “intimate contact” with her best friend’s husband. What kind of business required them to lean in so close to talk?
Day 7: She observed Zhou Mingye working out at the gym and accidentally caught sight of his eight-pack abs.
Day 15: She heavily sprayed the same perfume her best friend’s husband used and rode the president’s private elevator. Zhou Mingye sneezed and asked Ling Xi, “You’re using the same perfume as Assistant Han?”
Ling Xi shouted yes in her heart. Let’s see how long you can keep pretending.
Who knew Zhou Mingye would calmly say, “Do you know Assistant Han is married?”
Ling Xi: “……”
*
On the first day the new employee joined the President’s Office, Zhou Mingye realized she had ulterior motives.
She secretly glanced at him, deliberately made physical contact at the gym, cared about his sleep, and even gave him gifts.
She was truly scheming.
After the Nth coincidence, Zhou Mingye finally couldn’t help questioning her. “Miss Ling, you’ve been observing me for forty-six days. What exactly do you want?”
Ling Xi’s brain crashed. She could only pretend to be an onlooker. “Th-that… I heard you only eat the breakfast made by Assistant Han. Is that true?”
Zhou Mingye snorted coldly. This was getting more and more outrageous.
He chuckled lightly and tugged at his tie. “You care that much about my sexual orientation?”
[Extra Scene]
Later, Ling Xi found out that Zhou Mingye had watched her surveillance footage far more times than she had ever “observed” him.
In the office, Zhou Mingye pulled Ling Xi onto his lap, his voice low and hoarse. “So, are you satisfied now with the results you personally verified?”
Ling Xi recalled those fragmented scenes from last night. Her face flushed all the way to her ears as she turned her head aside. “It’s… okay, I guess.”
“Is that so?” Zhou Mingye cupped Ling Xi’s face, his scorching breath brushing against her lips. “Looks like the verification wasn’t thorough enough if you still have the strength to talk tough. Tonight, I’ll make sure you can only say the word ‘satisfied.’”
Reading Guide:
Light, sweet story, double C.
The incident of the best friend’s husband tricking someone into marriage is a misunderstanding.
Assistant Han is straight and a bit dense.
