It's like a shackle, binding not only its wearer but also putting a noose around another person's neck.
Ji Yanli's expression seemed to soften a little.
His tugging at Su Yu's collar was gentler than when he was rolling up his sleeves. His cool fingertips inadvertently brushed against the delicate skin of Su Yu's neck, the frequency of his carotid artery matching his heartbeat.
Su Yu struggled, his stomach and shoulders were tightened by the seatbelt, one hand was held tightly, and he couldn't break free.
"Ji Yanli, what do you want?"
Receiving no response, the man, having already examined Su Yu's collar, continued to move his fingers downwards, trying to unbutton the top few buttons.
"Ji Yanli! Let me go, you fucking idiot!"
"Didn't you hear me? What's wrong with you so early in the morning!"
Ji Yanli's breathing became more rapid. Su Yu's collar was wide open, his skin fair, almost transparent in the sunlight, without a single blemish.
The man's breathing calmed down a little.
Su Yu felt the large hand gripping his wrist loosen its hold.
He finally had a chance to break free.
The first thing he did upon freeing his hand was to retaliate against the person who had made him uncomfortable.
Ji Yanli didn't dodge, letting the pampered palm land on his left cheek.
"Wife, are you feeling better now that you've hit me?"
"Yes, that's great! It would be even better if you stayed away from me."
Who could bear being hit like this a few more times first thing in the morning!
The man pressed his advantage, bringing his face closer to Su Yu's hand: "Wife, then hit me a few more times, and you won't leave me if you're in a better mood, right?"
"Wife, you won't be naughty like last night, will you?"
"Wife, I'm really not in a good mood, hit me a few times to make me happier."
Su Yu's chest heaved: "Get lost..."
What a pervert, what a masochist.
Ji Yanli got the answer he wanted, and in a good mood, moved away from Su Yu, put his hands back on the steering wheel, and started the car as if nothing had happened.
[Su Yu: I don't dare hit him, afraid he'll lick my hand.] [
I feel like Su Yu will get used to it after a few more times, hahaha, he's been turned into a sadist by a masochist.]
[Who says dogs can't train their owners!]
[This dark and damp place is so satisfying!]
They've gone crazy, a group of people are just as crazy as Ji Yanli.
Su Yu's breathing is still not completely calm, and only one thought remains in his mind: next time Ji Yanli touches him like this, he'll just crush his balls.
After mentally conceiving a hundred ways for the man next to him to die, the car came to a smooth stop in the underground parking lot.
"Get out, wife."
Ji Yanli pulled the handbrake, not moving, as if waiting for him to get out first.
Su Yu came to his senses, unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car. The moment the seatbelt snapped back, he felt a burning pain on his neck.
He touched it and realized that he had probably accidentally rubbed his skin raw.
He didn't pay much attention to it and just got out of the car.
Although he was late, fortunately Ji Yanli was beside him. Mia happened to be delivering documents when she saw the two of them arrive at the company together. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she quickly concealed it with her glasses.
"Mr. Ji, these are the cooperation documents,"
Mia greeted, handing over a stack of neatly organized folders.
Ji Yanli nodded slightly and took them casually.
Su Yu, who was following behind, stopped at his workstation and immediately glanced at the things on his desk. They were exactly the same as before he left work.
Mia would always put anything that needed to be done on his desk in advance.
It seemed that no new work had been assigned today.
After Ji Yanli entered the office, Mia walked gracefully to his side and tapped on his desk.
Su Yu looked up and, against the light, seemed to see the shrewd eyes behind the man's glasses.
"What's wrong, Mia?"
"There's something I need to talk to you about."
Mia leaned her arm against the partition next to him, adjusting her glasses. "You know that President Ji's overseas suppliers have run into some problems, right?"
The stage play those old guys performed on stage was still fresh in Su Yu's mind; he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to.
"Yeah, didn't they say they wouldn't continue cooperating?"
Mia tapped the partition lightly with her finger. "It's not that easy to break off relations. We still need him."
Su Yu pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized something: "Ji Yanli has been hanging around here lately, ignoring the other companies?"
This is just a small, run-down branch; doesn't the head office need to check on it?
Mia shook her head. "That's not something we can interfere with."
After saying that, she straightened up and continued with the main point of today's conversation.
"So, President Ji will be going to Country A on a business trip for a few days. It's not good for him to be alone. I used to go with him when you weren't around, but there are some occasions where it's not appropriate for me to be there. So this time, you'll be going with President Ji."
"Huh?"
Su Yu was caught off guard and his mouth dropped open.
He's going on a business trip with Ji Yanli?
Thinking about the man's behavior in the car just now, he was speechless.
What difference would that make from him tying himself up and throwing himself into a pack of wolves?
"That's not good, you know I'm not very skilled. It wouldn't be good to ruin the deal."
Su Yu leaned back, his shirt collar loose, one button undone, unnoticed.
A slender section of his neck was exposed, the collar brushing against his skin with a slightly itchy, stinging sensation.
Su Yu couldn't help but scratch the skin, hissing softly.
It really was broken skin; he'd apply some ointment later.
This reminder naturally drew Mia's gaze to his neck.
Her vision was exceptionally clear behind her glasses; she saw the red mark almost unobstructed.
It ran along her jawline, connecting to her collarbone, a particularly ambiguous red.
The rather thin red mark looked more like the mark left by something wider.
Mia blushed, remembering how they had both been late that morning.
“Assistant Su, while I respect your and President Ji’s private life, please be mindful of your behavior in public. Don’t expose such a niche hobby in front of everyone.”
Su Yu was completely bewildered: “What?”
What niche hobby? Is scratching an obscure thing?
We’re all primates, don’t we all scratch ourselves?
Mia blushed even more, finding it a little difficult to say: “Doing it too much is bad for your health and affects your work.”
Su Yu was completely stunned. This was the first time he'd noticed a hint of emotion on Mia's face besides her usual rigid demeanor, but he genuinely couldn't understand a word she said.
"Is...is it alright? It just hurts a little, it's a little itchy, but it'll feel better after a bit."
Mia quickly interrupted him: "You don't need to share these feelings with me!"
Her neck flushed red as if she'd witnessed something indecent.
"It's decided that you and President Ji are going on a business trip."
After saying that, she added,
"Consider it your honeymoon."
Su Yu, left standing there, was petrified. He even doubted his own ears.
Honeymoon...what?
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