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

Shen Chonglu responded loudly and quickly, obsequiously cleaning the ashtray on his desk before happily leaving the office under Song Yunqi's indifferent gaze.

Now that this clandestine partnership has been established, Shen Chonglu has truly begun to abide by the rules.

For the next two weeks or so, he became much more restrained.

At the company, he was an outstanding intern who was highly efficient and obedient to his superiors. Even when he bumped into Song Yunqi in the elevator, he would simply step aside respectfully, call out "President Song" in a restrained manner, and never let his eyes wander.

But at night, as long as Song Yunxi makes a phone call, no matter where he is or what he is doing, even if he is arguing with Shen Chuanbin, he will immediately stop talking and get up, rushing to the location designated by Song Yunxi within half an hour.

In bed, he was always obedient and hardworking. No matter how difficult Song Yunqi was, he would patiently endure it without ever complaining.

What made Song Yunqi even more relieved was that Lu Jinci seemed to be entangled in some thorny trouble recently. He hadn't appeared in any public places for two consecutive weeks, and family gatherings had been canceled. He also had no time to bother Song Yunqi.

The rare tranquility lifted Song Yunqi's spirits considerably, and the tension that had been building up for days finally eased.

This calm lasted until the day before my business trip to Haishi.

Early in the morning, a thin layer of morning mist covered the private villa.

Song Yunxi had just finished washing up and stepped out of the bathroom when she noticed a suitcase that had appeared at the foot of the bed.

Shen Chonglu was squatting on the ground shirtless, stuffing neatly folded clothes into a box.

"What are you doing?"

He stepped barefoot onto the thick carpet, pulled a bathrobe over his shoulders, and frowned slightly.

Upon hearing this, Shen Chonglu straightened up, looked up, and gave Song Yunqi a bright smile:

"Aren't we going to Haishi on a two-week business trip tomorrow? I'm thinking of getting up early to pack our luggage so we don't end up in a rush."

Looking at the clothes in the box that clearly belonged to two men, Song Yunqi's fingertips paused on the belt of the bathrobe, and she suddenly felt a headache coming on.

"Lin Hang will handle this, and you only need to pack my luggage."

He looked away.

"You don't need to bring your own clothes."

Shen Chonglu paused as he was packing his luggage.

He stood up from the floor, walked to the bedside and squeezed in next to Song Yunqi, grumbling unhappily, "No way, it'll take two weeks."

"It's certainly possible to buy casual clothes over there, but shouldn't I bring two sets of formal attire to meet clients? These are all high-end custom-made, and there's no time to buy them on short notice."

Song Yunqi turned her head and slowly shattered all his illusions:

"The official name for this business trip to Haishi is Zhou Cheng, not you."

Shen Chonglu froze on the spot.

In the bedroom, only the sound of each other's breathing remained.

After a long while, the elation in the man's eyes gradually cooled, and he asked incredulously:

"Not me? Why not me? How is Zhou Cheng any better than me?"

Shen Chonglu felt increasingly aggrieved as he spoke, and grabbed Song Yunqi's knee, his tall frame relentlessly pressing closer:

"Am I not more capable than him at work? Which of the reports Assistant Lin assigned wasn't completed by me first?"

"Besides, when you're out and about, my bed and the floor are both useful. What can Zhou Cheng do for you? I'm not convinced."

Song Yunqi rubbed her temples wearily, avoiding his burning gaze: "This was decided at the beginning of the month, and it can't be changed."

"You stay in Beijing quietly, I'll be back in two weeks."

"No, two weeks is too long, I'll miss you."

Shen Chonglu leaned half his body over, wrapped his arms around Song Yunqi's waist, and pressed his head firmly against Song Yunqi's shoulder, like a spoiled, stupid dog, making a rude and aggrieved whimper, stubbornly clinging to him.

However, no matter how hard he tried, Song Yunqi never gave in.

From the very beginning, he never intended for Shen Chonglu to be his personal assistant.

Even though he didn't know at the time that Shen Chonglu was the son of the richest man, his scales were always tipped when facing Zhou Cheng and Shen Chonglu, two interns who came in at the same time.

Being the president's special assistant is an extremely energy-consuming position that requires absolute loyalty and a clear distinction between public and private matters.

Zhou Cheng is honest and conscientious, meticulous in his work, and most importantly, he is very stable.

Shen Chonglu brought too many uncertainties from the very beginning.

He joined the company not for work, but because of Song Yunqi.

Song Yunxi had always known that he was just dabbling in this, but because she favored him enough, she could tolerate his scheming and his unbridled behavior.

Song Yunqi and Lin Hang.

From beginning to end, Zhou Cheng was groomed to be the next special assistant.

As for Shen Chonglu, he was never part of their plans.

"Shen Chonglu, let go."

Since Shen Chonglu had indeed behaved exceptionally well during this period and had even secretly kept the troublesome Lu family out of sight, Song Yunqi was in a fairly good mood at the moment. She even showed a rare bit of patience and was willing to coax him a little.

He grabbed the other person's hands that were clasped around his waist and pulled those heavy arms off his body.

"You can do whatever you want at the company, I'll let you have your way. But this business trip to Haishi is a good opportunity for Zhou Cheng to gain experience."

Shen Chonglu stood ramrod straight, remaining silent, clearly sulking.

"I can't possibly make you my chief assistant."

Song Yunqi sighed, leaned back slightly against the headboard cushion, and objectively analyzed the situation for him:

"You like me now, so you're willing to stay at the company. But what if we fall out one day and you quit? I'll have to spend a lot of time and energy training a new assistant, which isn't realistic."

"We won't break up."

Shen Chonglu couldn't stand these words and repeatedly pledged his loyalty: "As long as you don't fire me, I can be your assistant for life."

"lifetime?"

Upon hearing these two words, Song Yunxi unconsciously curled up a self-deprecating smile.

He has lived in a world of weighing interests for too long and does not believe in any verbal promises of a long-term commitment. The so-called "forever" is nothing more than nonsense uttered by a young man in the heat of passion.

"The Shen Group is such a huge enterprise; Shen Chuanbin will have to hand it over to you sooner or later. What will you offer me as my assistant then?"

He raised his hand and pressed it against Shen Chonglu's chest.

The man's muscles gleamed with a healthy strength in the morning light, hard and unyielding.

"Alright, stop arguing with me about this pointless stuff."

"The list has been finalized, and the flights and hotels have been arranged with Haishi. There's no way to change it at the last minute. Go do what you need to do and don't cause any trouble."