Is my roommate a caged bird? I'm stealing her away.

Zhou Suisui's fingers tightened slightly as she held the milk tea.

He was telling her to get out! Although he didn't say it that way, that's what he meant.

She looked at Chen Boxu's profile as he lowered his head again, his lines taut. The sunlight fell on him, but it seemed unable to penetrate the cold aura surrounding him.

He was angry. Very angry. She was angry too, very angry.

Zhou Suisui put down her milk tea, stood up, and walked straight towards the large desk.

Her high heels clicked clearly and steadily on the polished floor, step by step, until she stopped in front of his desk.

Chen Boxu didn't look up; his fingers, turning the pages of the documents, didn't even pause, as if she were just air.

Zhou Suisui placed her hands on the cool edge of the table, leaned slightly forward, and closed the distance between them. She could smell the crisp scent of pineapple on him, mixed with a faint bitter aroma of coffee.

"Chen Boxu." She called his name, her voice low, without the previous flattery or coquettishness.

Chen Boxu finally stopped turning the page. He raised his eyes and looked at her calmly.

Zhou Suisui met his unreadable eyes, her heart pounding. She looked at him, speaking slowly and deliberately, her tone strained:

I don't like you doing this.

Chen Boxu's eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly, but he remained silent, simply looking at her and waiting for her to continue.

Zhou Suisui pursed her lips, her cheeks flushing slightly from the emotions and her impending words, but she forced herself to look into his eyes, softening her voice but carrying an even clearer implication:

"I liked what you did to me on the balcony last night."

This was her biggest concession; it was all she could do! She admitted she couldn't bring herself to adopt the humble attitude of Su Wei or Lin Xiao, and she didn't blame others for earning money earlier than her.

After Zhou Suisui finished speaking, the office fell into a brief silence.

The sunlight outside the window seemed to have frozen.

Chen Boxu's gaze lingered on her face, from her slightly reddened eyes to her tightly pursed lips, and then to her stubborn eyes.

His face was expressionless, but something seemed to gently stir his usually calm eyes.

Chen Boxu leaned back in his chair, creating a slight distance between himself and her, who was leaning over the edge of the table.

"What?" he finally spoke, his voice lower, deeper, and tinged with a hint of danger. "Explain yourself."

Zhou Suisui's heart skipped a beat.

Why does he always do things the wrong way?! What a pervert!

Her cheeks burned even more, her eyelashes trembled, and with the distance he had created, she braced herself with her arms and leaned her upper body forward a little more.

"I can't explain it." Zhou Suisui's voice was soft, with a deliberate seduction, "Come tonight..."

She paused, nervously licking her dry lips. This subtle gesture created an ambiguous atmosphere between them.

"Come and experience it," she said, looking at him and slowing her pace, "which way I like it."

As soon as she finished speaking, she remained in that position, staring at him intently, waiting for his reaction.

After a few seconds of silence, he parted his thin lips slightly, his voice even more subdued and direct:

"I'm busy tonight."

Four words, leaving no room for maneuver.

Zhou Suisui's arm, which was resting on the edge of the table, stiffened almost imperceptibly. This was the answer she least wanted to know!

She stared at his still expressionless face, his eyes calm and devoid of any emotion, which only made her more infuriated.

But she still decided to take the gamble, because of that cup of milk tea, because of that villa.

Zhou Suisui leaned forward, and the distance between the two instantly closed to the point where they could hear each other's breaths.

Chen Boxu seemed surprised by her reaction. His eyebrows twitched slightly, but he remained firmly back in his chair without flinching. He simply looked up at her, his gaze deepening.

Zhou Suisui met his gaze and, without giving him any time to react, tilted her head slightly and pressed her lips to his.

On the skin near his ear on his chin. Very lightly, very quickly.

After the kiss, she maintained that distance, her warm breath brushing against his earlobe, her voice low and slightly self-righteous:

When are you free?

Chen Boxu's fingers, which were resting on the armrest, curled up almost imperceptibly.

He looked up at Zhou Suisui, who was so close to him. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyelashes trembled rapidly with nervousness.

The air in the office seemed to freeze.

Suddenly, he reached out and, with the back of his fingers, very slowly rubbed the spot where her lips had just touched.

Zhou Suisui tensed up slightly at his action.

Damn, this man is so sexy sometimes, is he flirting with her? No, then he's the culprit, because his unconscious little actions have made her feel all itchy.

"Wednesday."

Chen Boxu finally spoke, his voice low and deep. Then, he withdrew his hand, leaned back in his chair, and shifted his gaze from her face back to the documents on the table, as if that brief closeness had never happened.

"Eight o'clock in the evening," he added casually. "Your driver will come to pick you up."

After saying that, he stopped looking at her, picked up his pen, and neatly signed his name at the end of the document. The pen tip made a soft rustling sound as it glided across the paper.

Zhou Suisui loosened her grip on the edge of the table. Wednesday... He gave her the time and the schedule.

It should be considered safe now!

It's terrifying every day!

She straightened up, took two steps back, and created some distance. Her cheeks were still hot, and her heartbeat hadn't completely calmed down.

"Mmm," she responded, her voice tinged with a hint of triumphant joy. Without pressing the matter further, she turned and walked to the door, opened it, and then gently closed it again.

Zhou Suisui stood in the empty rooftop corridor, letting out a long sigh of relief. While waiting for the elevator, she quickly took out her phone and sent a message to Liu Weiwei:

[The usual place, quick! I hope I can see you one last time before I die.]

Half an hour later, in a corner of the coffee shop they frequented.

Zhou Suisui recounted everything in great detail, almost from beginning to end. When she got to the tense parts, she even grabbed Liu Weiwei's arm and shook it.

Liu Weiwei's eyes lit up as she listened, and she kept exclaiming "Wow!", "And then?", "You ate so well!" She even forgot to eat the small cake in her hand.

"So, the villa has really been transferred to your name?" Liu Weiwei asked excitedly, her voice low.

"The transfer of ownership is on Monday. The key is here." Zhou Suisui took the key out of her handbag and twirled it between her fingers. "I'm so relaxed now. I really want to retire early."

"Oh, right," Liu Weiwei scooped up a spoonful of melted ice cream, then suddenly remembered something, "Did you tell Sister Claw about that later?"

Zhou Suisui paused, picked up her now-cold coffee, took a sip, and a mischievous smile flashed in her eyes: "Not yet. What's the rush?"

She put down her cup, leaned forward slightly, and lowered her voice, clearly teasing: "Let her hang out for a few days, and then the day before the last day, pretend that I went through a lot of trouble to get Chen Boxu to reluctantly agree to take her. Humph, she dares to threaten me."

Liu Weiwei immediately understood, clicking her tongue, "How could you be so wicked!" A similarly malicious smile then spread across her face, "I think agreeing directly would be too easy on her! Let her transfer the money to you first..."

The two looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh together, like middle school students who had shared some secret prank.

Just then, Zhou Suisui's phone screen, which was on the table, suddenly lit up and vibrated. It was an unsaved local number.

The laughter stopped abruptly. Zhou Suisui frowned in confusion, answered the call, and asked warily, "Feed?"

"Good afternoon, Ms. Zhou." A male voice with a slightly lazy smile came from the receiver, and the tone was somewhat familiar.

Zhou Suisui instantly straightened her back. It was Wu Yang.