In the note, words of confession were written in the language of six countries with an artistic air to it.

  Seeing it, Qiao Yanze tore the paper into pieces and threw it into the bin. Cen Xi saw his actions and her eyes widened slightly. “Mr Qiao, w-why did you tear up my things?”


  Qiao Yanze put one hand in his pants pocket and said coldly, “Miss Cen, you’re here to work, not to have fun.”


  “Where did you see me having fun? Besides, I have already completed my job. What I do has nothing to do with Mr Qiao!”


  “Nothing?” Qiao Yanze’s dark eyes narrowed. “Linda drank too much at the cocktail party. Are you able to sort out the information of the exchange meeting alone? I need it by tomorrow morning.”


  Cen Xi lowered her eyelashes and felt puzzled. Didn’t Sister Linda know that she was here for work? Why did she drink so much at the party?

  “If not, I’ll talk to your director tomorrow. Such irresponsible employees are not suitable to work there.”


  Cen Xi looked at Qiao Yanze’s dark and cold face. She really did not understand, how did she offend him?

  Why was he looking so fierce and cold?

  “Who says I can’t?” Cen Xi stood up from the ground and entered the elevator.

  Qiao Yanze followed her in. The elevator reached the floor they were staying in and Cen Xi stepped out quickly, as if the man who took the elevator with her was a beast.

  Qiao Yanze frowned as he looked at her back. “Come and sort it out in my room later.”


  Cen Xi paused for a moment and did not reply, only leaving in a hurry.

  Qiao Yanze rubbed his slightly aching temples. He had only had a few drinks at night, why was his head starting to hurt?……

  Work was work and personal grudges were personal grudges. Ultimately, Cen Xi would still obey the arrangement of her superior.

  Qiao Yanze was staying in the presidential suite which had a living room and study. Although it was just the two of them, she had nothing to fear. She knew that he hated her and even if she took off all her clothes, he would not even look at her.

  Cen Xi took her laptop to his presidential suite. The door was not closed and she went in after pressing the doorbell.

  Qiao Yanze was standing in front of the french windows in the living room, smoking. When he saw that Cen Xi was here, he pointed at the study.

  So Cen Xi went into the study.

  Thankfully, Cen Xi had recorded the conversation during the exchange meeting. She listened to it carefully and arranged the meeting contents in the laptop, then translated them.

  An hour later, she rubbed her neck. She planned to rest for a few minutes before continuing when her phone rang.

  Seeing the caller ID, Cen Xi swiped across the screen to answer.

  “Monitor.”


  “Xiaoxi, are you sleeping?” Su Han’s voice sounded nervous. If she had seen his notebook, she should have seen the letter he had put inside. But hearing her voice, it did not sound strange. Did she not see it?

  “I haven’t slept yet. I have some work to do. Monitor, is there anything you need?”


  “Have you read the notes?”


  Just then, the door of the study was pushed open and Cen Xi looked at the man who had come in.

  Her grip on her phone tightened slightly.

  The man had taken a bath and was wearing a dark blue robe, the straps tied loosely, revealing his firm torso. His hair was still wet and under the light, his facial features seemed even more handsome and well-defined. He went to the desk and did not talk to Cen Xi. He bent down slightly and looked at Cen Xi’s laptop.

  His long fingers tapped on the keyboard, scrolling down and looking at the contents of the meeting she had translated.

  Since coming out, he still had the wet and faint smell of shower gel on him, when mixed together, it became a masculine smell that was hard to ignore.

  Though Cen Xi was still talking to Su Han, her nose was filled with the scent of the man behind her. She did not know what he was thinking. He was so close to her when looking at the laptop. If she turned back, she might brush against his face.

  Cen Xi’s body stiffened slightly. Su Han seemed to be saying something on the other end, but she did not hear a word.

  She glanced at the man behind her from the corner of her eye and her gaze landed on the slightly opened neckline of his robe. His muscular chest could be seen vaguely and it was full of inexplicable charm.

  “Xiaoxi, actually for many years, I’ve……”


  What did Su Han saidy? He what?

  Cen Xi was about to ask when the man’s deep voice sounded by her ear. “Can you finish sorting it out by tonight?”


  Cen Xi did not expect that Qiao Yanze would suddenly speak. She was shocked and replied, “Yes, you have a look first. I’ll go out to take a call.”


  Cen Xi stood up from the chair and because she got up too quickly, her body tilted to one side unsteadily and she tilted towards the man behind.

  Ah! She had almost fallen into his arms.

  Embarrassed, Cen Xi straightened her body and was about to apologize when the man’s voice sounded above her head. “Do you like to throw yourself into the arms of every man you see? Do you think you’re very attractive, doing that?”


  Cen Xi opened her mouth slightly, her charming face turning red. “W-What nonsense are you talking about? I didn’t do it on purpose just now!”


  “Kissing a man in the washroom and almost doing it. Wasn’t that on purpose too?”


  Cen Xi’s eyes turned wide.

  She could not believe that those words came out from Qiao Yanze’s mouth!

  Realizing that her call had not been hung up, she felt ashamed when she thought that Su Han might have heard Qiao Yanze’s words.

  “M-Monitor, I have something on. Let’s get in touch next time.” Without waiting for the other end to say anything, Cen Xi hung up the call with her face red.

  Putting her phone into her pocket, Cen Xi furrowed her eyebrows, looking at the man’s eyes. “Mr Qiao, don’t you think that it’s impolite for you to say those things while I’m on the phone?”


  Qiao Yanze bent his body, his handsome face approaching Cen Xi, his warm breath spilling onto her face. “Why didn’t you say anything about politeness when you were about to do it with me?”


  Cen Xi took two steps back, her hands on the desk. Looking at the man’s deep and cold eyes, she swallowed. “When did I want to do it with you……? Don’t insult people!”


  “You didn’t take your clothes off, but didn’t you kiss a man on your own initiative?”


  Cen Xi raised her chin, refusing to show weakness. “Yes, I’ve done those things, but I did them to Qiao Sen. Qiao Sen has already died. What’s the relationship between Young Master Qiao and him?”


  Suddenly, her face was pinched by the man’s slender and long fingers, then his tall body came close to her aggressively. Cen Xi realized that something was wrong and immediately pushed at his shoulders, but the next second, the man picked her up and carried her to the desk with ease.

  Cen Xi pushed him hard, but she found that after pushing for a while, he did not move.