Chapter 1: Are You Pretending to Be Shy

The gleaming and spotless marble floor reflected Wen Xuxu’s 1 slender figure. Both hands were holding Flourish & Prosper’s latest cell phone model respectively and a blue folder was clamped under her armpit. She walked hurriedly towards the President’s office.

“Sister Xuxu, why are you in such a hurry?”

At Flourish & Prosper, it was an open secret that she and the boss had gone to the same kindergarten, elementary school, middle school, and even the same university in B City.

After graduation, she was personally hired by the elderly Chairman to be CEO Ren’s secretary – which meant that technically she was also President Yan’s secretary.

That was the reason why all the employees, excluding the older and more experienced superiors, addressed her as Sister Xuxu.

Wen Xuxu smiled in acknowledgment and waved the cell phone. “President’s call.”

She had already reached the entrance of the President’s office in the midst of their conversation. She raised her hand and knocked twice.

She unbolted the lock and pushed the door.

“President Yan.”

Yan Rusheng 2 was nowhere in sight.

The President’s office was a deluxe suite which consisted of two rooms and a hall. Furniture in white and gray tones were chosen to achieve a simple and sleek European style. A smoky gray porcelain office desk was paired with a white swivel chair set against a series of French windows. One could peer from the windows to admire the view spanning half the city.

No one answered her. Her gaze shifted towards the direction of the master bedroom.

As expected, the door was ajar.

“Secretary Wen, are you listening? Why haven’t you found President Yan yet?”

Wen Xuxu was hesitating on whether she should enter the room and pass the phone to President Yan.

The phone in her right hand indicated that there was an ongoing phone call. A sweet voice on the other end of the line was impatiently rushing her.

Wen Xuxu frowned and replied irritably, “Right away.”

She set foot towards the master bedroom.

“President Yan, you have an urgent call.”

Her voice preceded her presence and thus saved herself from the trouble of knocking.

Before she could finish her sentence, she had already entered the room.

A towering flesh-colored figure exited the bathroom at the same time.

The so-called flesh-colored figure… was stark *****.

Momentarily helpless at the sight, she stood rooted to the spot. Her gaze was fixated on the man for a long time.

“Am I that attractive?” The masculine voice seemed to have cast a spell as it was filled with charm.

Wen Xuxu came to her senses, her pretty face instantly turning crimson as if besieged by a rush of blood.

She spun around with her back facing the muscular man. “President Yan, Miss Ouyang called looking for you regarding an urgent matter.”

After finishing her sentence, she threw the phone backward.

The next second, she heard it fall with a thud. She had no idea where it landed, but it was definitely broken.

Upon hearing the sound, Wen Xuxu felt extremely gratified.

‘My eyes were tainted by you early in the morning,’ she thought.

“Wen Xuxu, don’t pretend to be shy. It’s not like you haven’t seen it before.” President Yan appeared unruffled despite having been seen ***** by the opposite sex. On the contrary, he mocked her in a composed tone. “We’ve showered together when we were kids, have you forgotten?”

His voice sounded exceedingly attractive at this moment. It had a hint of a smile, an intoxicating one that was like taking a sip of vintage wine.

Since they were young, Wen Xuxu had always regarded Yan Rusheng as a flirtatious rascal with a sharp, mean tongue.

Chapter 2: He Had the Nerve to Mention Their Childhood

If there were any disagreements between them, she had never bothered arguing with him. She simply used her fists.

Regardless of the outcome, she was always the one who suffered.

During the times she couldn’t defeat him, she endured.

Hence, she chose to put up with it for the time being. She hastily left Yan Rusheng’s room after leaving the message.

Wen Xuxu’s mind was preoccupied the whole morning with what she’d seen after she dashed into President Yan’s room.

No, that wasn’t thinking. In fact, that scene felt like a curse that had been vividly etched into her mind.

It’s not as if you haven’t seen it before. Didn’t you touch it when you were young? Getting me to let you play with it?

Tch, how dare he mention their childhood? She had been ignorant and clueless about the difference between men and women back then. Furthermore, back then she was…

Her expression darkened visibly after she recalled certain memories.

She composed herself and took a deep breath. In her heart, she uttered, This is the first time I’ve seen his body after he became an adult.

After witnessing this incident, she was no longer her usual self. For instance, no matter what she did, she seemed out of sorts.

It was nearing lunch time when Wen Xuxu’s phone rang.

She glanced at the screen which displayed the President’s office number.

The dark memories flashed past her mind once more, and she blushed right away.

She put the receiver to her ear and answered softly, “President Yan.”

Yan Rusheng chuckled upon hearing her tone. “Are you Wen Xuxu in person?”

Wen Xuxu frowned and thought, What did he mean by that? What was he implying by asking if it’s her in person?

He’d grown up listening to her voice, how could he not recognize her voice?

This guy was doing it on purpose.

“Yes, President.” Her voice went back to normal.

He discarded his pleasant tone as well and said commandingly, “Come in.”

“Yes,” Wen Xuxu responded and ended the call. She shut her eyes tightly and took a deep breath.

“Don’t think about it any further. You’ll forget it soon.”

She knocked before entering Yan Rusheng’s office.

“President.”

Yan Rusheng sat on his luxurious chair facing a pile of documents waiting to be signed. He was perusing them when he heard Wen Xuxu address him.

He raised his head and his face looked like a masterpiece sculpted by God himself. His features were sharp and prominent, especially his shrewd-looking eyes which radiated an unfathomable and mysterious charm.

His white shirt complemented his good-looking face and it made his face even fairer. Golden rays of sunlight shone down on him through the French windows and made him sparkle.

Everything else seemed plain and ordinary by comparison.

As Wen Xuxu walked towards him, the scene from that morning appeared once again in her mind. Her face turned red again.

She bowed her head slightly, her long curled eyelashes blocked her eyes from displaying any awkwardness and shyness.

Yan Rusheng looked at her and said, “Ouyang will reach the airport at 3 p.m. this afternoon. Fetch her and you know what to bring.”

He lowered his head after instructing her and continued reading the documents.

She had to handle his harem once again. How troublesome, she thought.

Wen Xuxu grumbled to herself in her heart while responding earnestly, “I got it, President.”

Ever since she became Yan Rusheng’s secretary, the task she did most frequently was to handle his harem. This hooligan was a true womanizer.

To reach the airport at 3 p.m., Wen Xuxu set off at 2 p.m. in her Audi Q7 which had been given by the company.

Even though it was not yet the peak traffic hour, she was still slightly delayed on the road.

Chapter 3: Unchanged Womanizing Ways

Upon reaching the airport at 2:50 p.m., she immediately parked the car at the side and got off the car with a bouquet of lilies.

She sprinted towards the entrance as informed by Ouyang Qingqing’s manager.

People usually send red roses to profess their love. However, Yan Rusheng only sent lilies even when he was wooing Fang Jiayin in the past.

Fang Jiayin was still a special person in Third Master Yan’s heart. To this day, he would still explode with rage if anyone mentioned her name.

It was unknown whether Yan Rusheng was saving the red roses for that special day in the future when he proposes to Fang Jiayin.

While she was lost in her thoughts, she had reached the designated entrance.

As she stepped inside, she saw Ouyang Qingqing surrounded by fans clamoring for photographs and autographs.

Her manager and security guards were maintaining order and paving a way for her.

Ouyang Qingqing walked with her head bowed and a slight smile on her face.

Despite that, Wen Xuxu found her smile annoying.

The security guards safely escorted Ouyang Qingqing and reached the exit.

Wen Xuxu welcomed her with a smile. “Miss Ouyang, President Yan sent me to fetch you.”

She handed her the bouquet with both hands.

Ouyang Qingqing’s eyes showed a hint of disappointment for a brief second before she disguised it with a smile. She extended her hands to receive the flowers.

“President Yan still remembers me despite his hectic schedule, it really makes me feel bad.”

Her angelic and sweet voice could melt the hearts of both men and women.

Wen Xuxu remained silent and smiled instead.

She was here on her boss’s behalf to pick her up but it wasn’t her duty to exchange polite remarks.

When Wen Xuxu didn’t respond, Ouyang Qingqing’s expression displayed unhappiness.

She gave her a furtive glare and strode ahead.

Her high heels were at least 10 cm tall and each heel was as thin as a chopstick.

As she stepped on the ground, ‘dong dong’ sounds were produced.

Wen Xuxu was about to follow after her when Ouyang Qingqing suddenly slipped. “Ahhh!”

She twisted her foot.

Her manager hurriedly abandoned their luggage and supported her. “Qingqing, are you alright?”

“I twisted my foot, it’s painful.” Ouyang Qingqing lifted her injured foot and she frowned in pain.

“Miss Ouyang, are you alright?” Wen Xuxu initially felt that she had no obligation to shower concern for Yan Rusheng’s girlfriend on his behalf. Ultimately, she decided to do it instead.

She stood beside Ouyang Qingqing and watched her with concern.

There was a trace of coldness that shot across Ouyang Qingqing’s eyes and she cast a look at her manager.

Her manager understood her intention and she turned towards Wen Xuxu. “Secretary Wen, I heard that your grandfather used to specialize in traditional Chinese massages. Could you help assess Ouyang’s foot injury?”

Her attitude was very polite and sincere.

Wen Xuxu obliged immediately without hesitation. “Sure thing.”

The Wen family had specialized in Chinese medicine for generations. As a child, she had been exposed to Chinese medicine and naturally picked up a few massage techniques.

She crouched and held her ankle with one hand and the other pressing gently against her foot. While she was massaging her foot, she kept asking Ouyang Qingqing if she was alright.

Ouyang Qingqing lowered her head and suppressed a condescending smile. She peered down at her from a lofty position.

…

“Wen Xuxu!”

Wen Xuxu had just finished brewing some coffee and was about to bring it to the President’s office when she heard Yan Rusheng’s voice.

She didn’t bother to knock and entered right away.