The heartless beauty is addicted to being licked by a seemingly obedient and loyal dog.

This time, Shen Chonglu finally managed to back away quickly, humming an off-key tune, and turned to pick out clothes from the wardrobe.

As instructed beforehand, Lin Hang had purchased suitable clothing for Song Yunqi in all of his properties, just in case, and now it has indeed come in handy.

After picking and choosing for a while, Shen Chonglu finally got himself ready and regained his spirited peacock-like appearance, looking nothing like someone going to work properly.

Song Yunxi glanced at him in the mirror, said nothing, and simply tied her tie before walking out of the dressing room first.

When I came downstairs, Lin Hang was already waiting in the underground parking lot.

Seeing that Shen Chonglu was still following behind his boss, and that there was an indescribable subtle atmosphere between the two, he immediately understood that the two had made up. Without asking any further questions, he respectfully opened the car door and invited the man into the car.

"I'll drive."

Shen Chonglu stepped forward and snatched the car keys from Lin Hang's hand without saying a word.

Lin Hang was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Song Yunqi, who had already sat in the passenger seat.

Song Yunqi waved her hand dismissively, indicating that he should do as he pleased.

The black Maybach smoothly drove out of the underground parking garage and merged into the midday traffic of Beijing.

Throughout the journey, Shen Chonglu remained unusually quiet, though his hands on the steering wheel would occasionally fidget restlessly, and his eyes would occasionally glance at the aloof young man beside him.

Song Yunqi was looking down at his phone, scrolling through unread emails. He was extremely focused when he was working, his profile was taut, and his long eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyelids, making him look cold and aloof.

The car quickly stopped in front of the Song Group building.

The three of them entered the elevator one after the other.

Shen Chonglu was supposed to report to the secretariat, but he followed Song Yunqi into the innermost president's office as if glued to her shoes.

It wasn't until Song Yunqi sat down in her large office chair and began working on a proposal that had been delivered that morning that she opened her eyes to find the other person still standing in front of her desk.

"Didn't you keep insisting on having a job?"

He put down his pen, raised an eyebrow in confusion, and his hoarse voice sounded particularly pleasant in the quiet office.

"Go back to your workstation now. What are you doing following me?"

Shen Chonglu stood motionless in the backlight. When Song Yunqi took the initiative to speak, he took a deep breath, couldn't help but take two steps forward, put his hands on the edge of the desk, and leaned closer.

"Yunqi, what exactly is our relationship now? After all, the contract ended a long time ago, but we did something like that last night..."

The question I'd been holding back all the way finally came out.

Song Yunqi clearly hadn't expected him to suddenly get hung up on this. His hand, which was flipping through the documents, paused slightly. Without even looking up, he simply replied:

"It's alright."

"You're just an intern at Song's, and I'm your boss, nothing more."

If no one mentions it, then it's essentially over.

He originally thought that Shen Chonglu would be sensible and let it go, after all, he hadn't suffered any loss, he was the one who was taken advantage of, he was the one who suffered from taking medicine, and he had made sure the other party was comfortable.

"How can it be no problem!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Chonglu became anxious and suddenly increased the force with which he braced himself on the table.

"That's not what you said when you were holding me last night! When you were taking the initiative, you didn't treat me like your employee!"

"I don't care, you have to give me an explanation today!"

The explicit words spilled out without any restraint, and even though Song Yunqi was usually very calm, a hint of embarrassment and anger couldn't help but show on her face.

I glanced instinctively at the closed office door, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that no one had heard me. A sense of unease settled over me.

If Shen Chonglu were just an ordinary duckling, he could easily have used money or power to get rid of him completely.

But now, the other party is the only son of China's richest man, who also secretly controls a vast amount of underworld influence. Dealing with this kind of stubborn young master, the methods that were previously used to easily appease him are completely useless.

Song Yunqi rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on, and coldly asked him, "What kind of explanation do you want?"

Seeing that he wasn't directly dismissed, Shen Chonglu thought there was hope. A glint of light flashed in his eyes, and he leaned forward slightly, shamelessly uttering five words:

"Continue to support me."

Upon hearing this answer, Song Yunxi silently raised her eyes, took a slender cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, pinched it between her fingertips, and put it in her mouth.

With a "click," a pale blue flame shot up, igniting the tobacco.

He tilted his head back slightly and exhaled a thin wisp of bluish-gray smoke.

Through the rising smoke, Song Yunxi sneered, his handsome face full of sarcasm: "I've never seen such a despicable person as you."

"Giving up the privileged life of the Shen family's young master to become someone else's mistress."

Shen Chonglu felt a chill run down his spine from the scolding, but his mind was racing.

Seeing Song Yunqi's disdainful look, he couldn't help but scratch his head, suddenly realizing that he had probably asked for too little. Given his status and position, it was not unreasonable for him to ask for anything less.

"Then...then let me be your boyfriend."

His dark eyes were fixed and bright, filled with a mixture of probing and anticipation.

Song Yunxi sneered as if she had heard the funniest joke, flicking the ash from her cigarette into the crystal jar across the desk, and coldly uttering two words:

"dream."

Now Shen Chonglu was completely unhappy. He started pacing around the table, his tone full of grievance and accusation: "This won't work, that won't work! You won't let me be your lover, you won't let me be your boyfriend, so what do you want me to do?"

Song Yunxi couldn't stand his shameless act of being ready to throw a tantrum at any moment, so she impatiently took another puff of her cigarette and said in a low voice:

"How about I transfer 200 million to your account? You can buy some things to nourish your body, okay?"

This is already incredibly generous; no one else could sell it for this price.

"200 million?"

Shen Chonglu's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets; he looked as if he had been greatly insulted.

"You're just going to try and fob me off with a measly 200 million?"

"No... I'm not that weak! I don't need anything to nourish my body!!"

Now Song Yunqi was annoyed too. She flicked her cigarette ash impatiently and retorted, "Then what do you suggest we do? Do you expect me to write a memorial tablet for you to worship? To thank you for your heroic sacrifice?"

"Then let's just be friends with benefits!"

Shen Chonglu slammed his hand on the table and blurted out the answer almost as if struck by inspiration.

As if he had discovered a new continent, his previously gloomy eyes instantly blazed with intense light, and he half-slumped over the desk, desperately trying to close the distance between himself and Song Yunqi:

"Anyway, you seem to like my body quite a bit, don't you?"

"I don't need you to take responsibility, I don't need you to go public. Just call me whenever you want, and when you don't want to, I'll obediently be your intern assistant."

"Will it work? Will it work? Please, Yunqi, please, will it work?"

He bombarded me with a barrage of "Can you do it?", his tone humble to the core, yet his eyes were filled with an unwavering determination to achieve his goal.

However, this seemingly self-deprecating suggestion struck a chord with Song Yunxi.

She had to admit that she couldn't accept being touched by other men, except for Shen Chonglu, who was an exception.

Since this man offered to take no responsibility and there would be no binding on his reputation or interests, keeping him around to satisfy his physical needs at any time was indeed a profitable deal.

With a cigarette dangling from her lips, Song Yunxi narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly as she reassessed Shen Chonglu's near-perfect physique.

"Okay, but you have to promise two things."

"You are not allowed to disturb my normal life, and you are not allowed to reveal our relationship to outsiders."

He stubbed out his cigarette and said in a deep voice, "If you can do it, then so be it."

Shen Chonglu was stunned for a second, then a wave of overwhelming joy washed over him. Titles and status didn't matter; what mattered was staying by Song Yunqi's side. The rest could be earned later.

He nodded repeatedly, unable to suppress the smile spreading across his face, and hurriedly replied:

"Yes, sir! I guarantee I'll be there whenever you call, and I won't be a nuisance!"

Regardless of one's status.

As long as we can sleep in the same bed openly and honestly, I have plenty of strength and means to win Song Yunqi's heart one day and make him unable to leave me.