When the man pushed the door in and bent down to change his shoes, he caught a glimpse of a pair of red high heels at the entrance, and the movements in his hands paused.

"Mr. Qi, all the information you want has been checked, are you looking at it now?"

The woman who followed him, dressed in a smart professional suit and holding a stack of information reports, raised her free hand to hold the frame of her glasses, and respectfully asked the man who was changing his shoes.

"Put it there, and we'll see it later." After changing his shoes, the man casually pointed to the white marble coffee table in front of the sofa in the living room.

"Okay." The woman bowed slightly, her gaze slid over the red lady's high heels, and continued, "Then I'll go make you a cup of coffee now." ”

"Hmm." The man hummed almost inaudibly, took off his blazer and put it on his arm, then lifted his feet and walked straight to the second floor.

The woman behind him looked up at his back, smiled softly but not rudely, changed her shoes, walked to the coffee table, put away the materials she was holding in her arms, turned around and walked to the kitchen.

And here, the man who went up to the second floor walked to the outside of a room around the corner, and on his face, which could not see emotion, his amber eyes stopped at the gap in the hidden door, reached out and grasped the doorknob, and slowly pushed the door open.

As soon as he pushed the door open, the strikingly smell of perfume jumped into the man's nose, and when he looked up, he saw that the woman in a bandeau fishtail red dress was leaning on the side of the desk, flipping through a book in her hand.

Hearing the sound of pushing the door, the woman immersed in the book suddenly raised her head, and after seeing the person clearly, a dazzling and charming smile suddenly bloomed on her gorgeous face.

"You're back."

While saying this, she put down the half-read book in her hand and walked towards the man, "Tired, sit down and rest for a while." ”

She walked up to him and reached for the suit jacket that the man was wearing on his arm. However, before her fingertips could touch the fabric, the man walked past her and walked straight to the desk.

Looking at her open fingers, the expression on the woman's face stiffened for a moment, and then she quickly covered it, replaced it with a smiling face, and called tactfully, "Zhiyuan, I ............"

The man's gaze swept over the desk and landed on the half-turned book, and he spat out two words in a ruthless tone, "Get out." ”

A coquettish cry was stuck in her throat before she could all be called, and the woman in her eyes really didn't know how to continue what she just said.

It seemed that she was frightened by the way the man had never been, she was stunned for a long time before she came back to her senses, frowned and looked at the man with a worried look, and asked puzzledly, "Yuanyuan, what's wrong with you?" Is it unwell? ”

"Don't enter my study without my permission in the future." The man closed the book on the table, ignoring the concern that seemed to come from within, "I don't want to say the same thing again. ”

What is the same thing he called, the woman didn't have to think about it to know which sentence he was referring to, so she carefully instructed again, "Okay, you're tired from catching a flight, take a good rest, I'll come back to see you tomorrow." ”

After speaking, she looked at the man who had said nothing to her, turned and walked out of the study, and closed the door with her hand.

The moment the door closed, the woman withdrew her hand from the doorknob. When he raised his eyes again, his face was as arrogant and indifferent as a peacock with a wide open screen, and it was a completely new face, where else was there such a caring, understanding, gentle and affectionate appearance in the room.