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

Shen Chonglu stared at the hand pressed against his chest.

Her fingers were long and slender, and her nails were neatly trimmed and rounded. Because she sat in the office all year round, her skin had a pampered whiteness.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down. Suddenly, he grabbed the other person's hand and wrapped his calloused palm tightly around Song Yunqi's hand. He then pulled her forward and drew her into his arms.

"It's for a lifetime."

His voice carried an unyielding arrogance as he buried his head in Song Yunqi's neck and took a deep breath.

"I don't want the Shen family, I only want you."

Song Yunqi's back slammed against the headboard cushion from his bump, and she groaned, but she didn't actually get angry.

Shen Chonglu knew that going to Haishi was a done deal. The young man always kept his word when it came to official matters, and no matter how much he threw a tantrum, he couldn't change the outcome.

Since I haven't seen him for two weeks, I must make the most of this last bit of time before he leaves and get all the interest back, principal and interest.

"You're not allowed to see other people behind my back."

The other party had almost no credibility in Shen Chonglu's mind, and he warned them fiercely out of distrust.

"I don't have that kind of free time."

Song Yunxi couldn't stand his clingy manner and turned her head away to avoid the hot breath spraying on her, but the tips of her ears couldn't help but feel hot.

"Zhou Cheng won't work either. He follows you around every day. You should stay away from him."

"What nonsense are you talking about? That's work."

"Work is work, but I can still get jealous."

……

The next morning, the fog in Beijing had not yet completely dissipated.

Zhou Cheng was already waiting at the agreed location. When the black Maybach came to a smooth stop at the company entrance, he walked up quickly, opened the car door and prepared to sit in the passenger seat, but he was stunned after seeing the situation inside the car.

The passenger seat was occupied by their usually aloof and reserved boss, while the back seat was surprisingly occupied by the presentable-looking Shen Chonglu.

Shen Chonglu was wearing a loose black hoodie, his arms crossed and leaning back against the chair. All the arrogance and domineering air that the young master usually had was gone. At this moment, his eyelids were drooping and his face was full of "sorrow".

Both of them looked tired; it was unclear what they had been doing last night.

The atmosphere inside the car was extremely eerie.

Zhou Cheng didn't react for a moment. His buttocks were half-reclined on the seat. He subconsciously turned his head to look at Song Yunqi and stammered:

"Boss, is Assistant Shen and I going to accompany you on this business trip?"

Song Yunxi looked out the car window, slowly adjusting her cufflinks without even lifting her eyelids, clearly not intending to respond to the conversation.

Shen Chonglu, standing to the side, gritted his teeth and gave Zhou Cheng a cold glare.

You're overthinking it.

He snorted lightly, his tone laced with sarcasm: "I'm just going to the airport to see you off. I'll be coming back with Assistant Lin then."

Zhou Cheng was a little confused by his gaze, touched his neck, and didn't ask any further questions.

The carriage was eerily quiet and the atmosphere was oppressive throughout the journey.

Although Shen Chonglu didn't say anything more, his dark eyes seemed glued to Song Yunqi, glancing at her profile one moment and staring at her neck, which was hidden in her shirt collar the next.

Song Yunqi let him watch her, maintaining a closed-eye posture throughout, only occasionally casting a sharp glance that was full of warning.

The car arrived at the terminal building quickly.

Lin Hang went to check in his luggage, while Zhou Cheng, carrying a briefcase, followed Song Yunqi obediently toward the security checkpoint.

Shen Chonglu followed slowly at the back, his long legs seemingly filled with lead, each step revealing his utter reluctance. Only when they reached the no-entry barrier for dropping off guests did Song Yunxi stop and turn around.

"Let's go back."

Song Yunqi waved to the two of them.

Zhou Cheng stood to the side, holding the two people's boarding passes, and was about to remind the boss that it was almost time when he turned his head and was seriously frightened by Shen Chonglu's expression.

The colleague, who was usually annoying and arrogant, was now staring at Song Yunxi from a meter away.

The reluctance and grievance in her eyes were almost palpable, overflowing with emotion. Her lips were tightly pursed, her hands were in her pockets, and she exuded an extremely incongruous, aggrieved, submissive demeanor.

"?"

Zhou Cheng was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out, and he even wondered if he had misjudged the situation because he was still half asleep in the morning.

You should know that Shen Chonglu had been at odds with him since he first joined the company. He also looked down on guys who wanted to take shortcuts. The two of them were openly and secretly competing with each other. Although it was healthy competition, they were also like oil and water.

The other party has become more obedient and serious about his work lately, so I thought he had given up on the idea of ​​using unethical means.

How does it look now...?

Not quite right.

Even after Song Yunxi's figure completely disappeared around the corner of the security checkpoint, Shen Chonglu remained rooted to the spot, his handsome face grim, as if it could drip water at any moment.

"That...Shen Chonglu?"

Zhou Cheng moved his feet in alarm, not immediately going to board the plane, but tentatively calling out to the other person.

Shen Chonglu withdrew his gaze, the docility in his eyes vanishing the moment he faced Zhou Cheng, returning to his usual deadpan demeanor.

"What are you looking at?"

"So what if you get to accompany President Song on a business trip? What's the big deal? What are you showing off in front of me? You're just a petty person who's gotten your way."

He suddenly burst out with a string of sarcastic remarks, glared fiercely at Zhou Cheng, then turned around without a word, his long legs striding quickly towards the airport exit.

"?ill."

Zhou Cheng felt completely bewildered.

He shook his head, didn't linger any longer, and quickly walked through security.

In the first-class lounge, Song Yunqi sat on a single sofa by the window, resting with her eyes closed.

A lingering weariness lingered between his handsome brows. Even when Zhou Cheng approached and handed him a hot coffee, he only slightly twitched his eyelids without opening them.

After the boarding announcement, the two entered the cabin one after the other.

As soon as Song Yunqi sat down, she asked the flight attendant for a light blanket and whispered, "Don't disturb me after takeoff," before turning her head to catch up on her sleep.

On the contrary, Zhou Cheng seemed very restless.

This was his first business trip alone with his boss since graduation, and a crucial step towards becoming the chief assistant. He was incredibly nervous.

He straightened his chair, opened his laptop, and, by the dim light of the reading lamp, repeatedly considered the materials in his hands.

The airflow at high altitude was relatively stable, and only a faint engine roar remained inside the cabin.

Zhou Cheng rubbed his dry, sore eyes, reached for the coffee next to him, and subconsciously turned around, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over Song Yunqi in the next seat.

The latter was sleeping soundly, and the blanket that had been wrapped tightly around her had slipped down a few inches, revealing her delicate profile and neck.

Because of the tilted head posture, the originally meticulously buttoned shirt collar loosened slightly.

Zhou Cheng's gaze paused when it fell on that long, slender, fair neck.

On that pampered skin, there were several ambiguous red marks of varying shades.

One of the pieces even had tiny teeth marks, which were disappearing into the depths of the collar, following the line on one side of the Adam's apple.