I'm sorry, but your fiancé loves me.

Afterwards, Yun Muqian was so exhausted that she couldn't even lift her arms, and it took her a long time to recover.

He turned on the TV; it was time for Real Madrid to play Barcelona. He loved watching football, so Yun Muqian had subscribed to various sports channels on TV.

She has high emotional intelligence and knows his preferences, which is why she was able to get together with him in just one month.

More than her beauty, Qin Qihan actually liked her intelligence.

He thought that even if she weren't a woman, but a man, she would probably do very well, and might even be able to turn him gay; she was a very charismatic person.

He stroked her buttocks with his large hand as he said:

"Zhou Xue asked you about it today," he suddenly said. "You know Zhou Xue, right? She's my girlfriend."

"What did you ask?" she asked casually.

"She asked where you graduated from, where you worked before, and what your family does." Qin Qihan leaned back on the sofa, turning her head to look at her. "She's very interested in you."

Yun Muqian laughed: "That's normal, everyone is interested in me."

Qin Qihan glanced at her, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, as if acknowledging her words.

She's right, everyone is interested in her.

In the Qin Group building, she was the talk of the town for all the employees, the center of whispers in the break room. They called her "Chief Secretary," a term that carried an unspoken understanding.

Yun Muqian knew all this, but she didn't care.

She doesn't care what others think of her; she only cares about what others can do for her.

"So what did you say?" She nestled in his arms, letting him stroke her hair.

"To tell you the truth," Qin Qihan said in a low voice, "a returnee from overseas, an Ivy League school graduate, and both parents deceased."

Both parents are deceased.

This background makes her existence simple—she is an orphan, helpless and dependent on him, which is exactly what he wants.

But she was also a little uneasy. What if Zhou Xue noticed something was amiss?

"Didn't Miss Zhou ask any further questions?"

Qin Qihan's large hand was still on her buttocks. "I'm asking if you have a boyfriend."

She asked softly, "Did I?"

I said no.

When Qin Qihan said this, he turned his head and glanced at her, his gaze carrying an indescribable meaning, more like a silent warning: You cannot have other men outside.

Yun Muqian understood that look in her eyes.

She leaned closer, rested her head on his shoulder, and said softly, "You're right for me, I really didn't."

"So what is our relationship?" he asked.

She looked up and met Qin Qihan's eyes. His expression was calm, but beneath the surface, a turbulent undercurrent was swirling. He was waiting for her to give him an answer.

Yun Muqian's mind raced through countless thoughts in a single second.

She could be coquettish or vague—"Whatever relationship President Qin wants, that's what it is"—words that would be perfectly safe, neither offending him nor putting herself in a passive position.

But her intuition told her that today wouldn't work.

Today, Qin Qihan wasn't flirting or testing; he was confirming something.

To confirm how she defines this relationship in her mind.

Her voice was very soft, "You know perfectly well."

"What do I know?" He reached out and pinched her nose. "Tell me properly."

"If I didn't like you, why would I be with you? I definitely see you as my boyfriend." She lied repeatedly, but her deception was masterful:

"I never intended to intrude on your private life. You say when it will end, and that's when it will end."

After all, she only stole Qin Qihan to get revenge on Zhou Xue. She didn't take their relationship seriously at all. She was just using him and taking advantage of his power to pave the way for her.

When the time is right, she'll run away with the money and find an even better man.

Before running away, she wanted to give Zhou Xue a good beating. She wanted to take everything from Zhou Xue, and the man was just the beginning.

He and she were simply getting what they wanted.

She just hoped he wouldn't refuse to let her go, otherwise it would be a headache, and she would have to find a way to get rid of him.

Qin Qihan said, "Really? You really consider me your boyfriend?"

"Yes." She nodded, changing the subject: "And Miss Zhou is such a kind person."

Her voice held just the right amount of flattery as she asked, "Was she worried that I wasn't working hard enough and would hold you back?"

She never speaks ill of others in front of anyone; whenever she mentions someone, it is always in praise.

Of course, this was for the sake of her image in his mind.

Qin Qihan told her, "You just need to listen to me."

He thought that as long as she was obedient and sensible enough, their relationship could continue like this.