I accidentally provoked the yandere CEO, he pretended to be real

Song Shiyu sent Jiang Wanning back to the hospital and returned to the company.

After getting out of the elevator and approaching the office, he took a few steps back and didn't see Wu Jiang there. He looked at the time and saw that it was already half past two.

Wu Jiang is a very punctual person and has never been late. It's already this hour, why is he still not seeing anyone? Could something happen?

Song Shiyu felt vaguely uneasy.

He took out his mobile phone and was about to call Wu Jiang when he saw him emerge from under the table.

Wu Jiang was startled when he saw Song Shiyu standing in front of him.

"President, do you have anything to do with me?"

"What are you doing down there?"

Wu Jiang scratched his head and said, "The porcelain doll on my table is missing. I looked to see if it fell on the floor. But I couldn't find it no matter how hard I searched. It seems I have to go to the monitoring room to have a look."

"Who took my doll?"

Porcelain Doll? He seemed to have seen it on his desk. He remembered that Feng Shuyue seemed to be hanging around his desk when he got off work at noon. She probably took it.

Doesn’t she dislike Wujiang? Why get a porcelain doll like Wu Jiang?

Considering that he has worked hard for the company for so many years, just help him once.

"You can ask Feng Shuyue. I saw that she was sneaking around your place at noon. I don't know what she was doing. I think she took your doll."

Wu Jiang asked in confusion: "What did she do with my doll? Doesn't she dislike me?"

"Ask yourself."

Without saying a word, Song Shiyu returned to the office.

Wu Jiang looked over to Feng Shuyue and saw that she was working. He thought about it and did not disturb her.

When it was time to get off work and everyone was gone, he walked to Feng Shuyue's seat and started looking for her.

"Strange, where did she put it? Did she throw it away because she was angry with me?"

"Forget it, I'll ask her for it tomorrow."

Song Shiyu rushed to the hospital as soon as he got off work.

Lu Ziqian also came and brought a thermos.

"This is the raw fish soup made by my mother. I heard that drinking raw fish soup can speed up the healing of wounds. Please drink more."

He poured a bowl and brought it to Luo Yao. Jiang Wanning wanted to take it, but he stopped him.

"I'll feed you. Come back with my brother quickly! Don't keep him waiting."

When Jiang Wanning heard Lu Ziqian say this, he felt as if he had suddenly grown up.

"Okay, then take good care of Yaoyao and call me if you need anything."

"I know, long-winded."

Jiang Wanning punched him and said to Luo Yao: "Yao Yao, let's go back first. Just ask Lu Ziqian if you need anything, and there's no need to be polite to him."

"it is good."

After Jiang Wanning and the others left, Lu Ziqian scooped up a mouthful of soup, blew on it, and handed it to Luo Yao's mouth.

"I can just do it myself."

He raised his hand to get it.

Lu Ziqian put the spoon back into the bowl and pressed her hand back.

"You're injured like this. It's hard to lie down like this. How can you drink? It's better for me to do it. If you don't let me do something, I will feel bad."

Seeing that he has talked all the way to this point, if you don't let him feed you, it seems a bit out of touch.

"All right!"

Seeing that she finally agreed, Lu Ziqian happily scooped up a mouthful of soup and put it to her mouth. After she drank it, he continued to feed her until she finished the bowl of soup.

"Would you like another bowl?"

"No, I just finished eating and I can't eat anymore. I'll drink it later."

"Okay, let's leave it for now."

After Lu Ziqian washed the dishes, he came back and saw Luo Yao lying down with her back to him.

"Are you asleep? You can't lie down just after eating. Get up and sit for a while."

Luo Yao: "..."

Did he forget about her injury? He wanted her to sit even though she felt uncomfortable lying down.

And she deliberately pretended to be asleep to avoid the embarrassment of having nothing to say.

She pretended not to hear and continued to sleep.

Lu Ziqian thought she was so sleepy because of the medicine, so he didn't call her again and shook the bed to make her lie down more comfortable.

At this time, the nurse came to work, and he walked to the sofa and sat down.

And Luo Yao's body also relaxed.

It didn't take long for her to fall asleep.

In the evening, Jiang Wanning took off all the makeup on her face, revealing a fair face and a pale pink butterfly-shaped birthmark at the corner of her eye.

When she came out of the shower, she saw Song Shiyu sitting in the middle of the bed reading a book.

After that night, he never went back to sleep on that side of the bed.

Hearing the noise, Song Shiyu raised his eyes to look at her, and saw that she was washing her hair and coming out just wrapped in a towel. He immediately threw the book away, got out of bed, walked to her side, and said reproachful words in the gentlest voice.

"Didn't I tell you that you must blow dry your hair before washing it? Why did it come out wet again?"

Jiang Wanning touched his hair, but it was not dry. Where was it wet? She was pulled into the bathroom by Song Shiyu.

Song Shiyu took out a hair dryer and blew her hair. His big hands went back and forth between her hair. She slowly closed her eyes and let him play with it.

Until the hair dryer stopped.

She opened her eyes and immediately met a pair of deep, emotionless eyes.

She was startled for a moment. When he looked at her like this, did he finally find the birthmark in the corner of her eye?

He didn't speak, what was he thinking? Will he dislike her? After all, even her own mother disliked her because of this birthmark.

Song Shiyu looked carefully at the face in front of him. There were no freckles on her face at all, and her skin was fair and tender. Except for the birthmarks in the corners of her eyes that were a bit special, this face was impeccable.

He looked at the birthmark in the corner of her eye. She was probably afraid that he would panic when he saw the birthmark, right?

Why cover up such a beautiful birthmark?

He raised his hand and touched her face, his thumb stroking the place where she had the birthmark, his eyes gentle and caring.

Jiang Wanning had been observing his face and found that his face was as normal as usual, but there was a little more distress in his eyes.

She couldn't help but ask: "Is it ugly? This is my truest appearance. If you dislike it, I will cover it up right away."

Song Shiyu didn't say anything, but leaned over and kissed the birthmark at the corner of her eye.

Jiang Wanning's heart palpitated.

"It's not ugly, but it adds a bit of charm to you, making people unable to help but think..."

Jiang Wanning was still thinking about what he was going to say next, when she saw him slowly lowering his head, watching the handsome face getting closer and closer to her, and she nervously grabbed the hem of her nightgown with both hands.

One kiss fell on her forehead, another on her birthmark, and his kiss went all the way down until he kissed her lips.

The soft touch made her eyes widen and her heart beat wildly.

Song Shiyu saw that her body was too tense. He opened his eyes and saw that her eyes were as wide as bells.

He reluctantly left her lips and chuckled: "Close your eyes and relax."

Jiang Wanning obeyed her instructions, and Song Shiyu kissed her lips again, put his hands around her waist, and rubbed her back and forth through the thin fabric.

His warm hands were close to the skin on Jiang Wanning's back, causing her to tremble wherever he went.

Jiang Wanning lay softly on his chest and slowly kissed him back.

After she caught up with him, Song Shiyu began to capture the city and launched a fierce offensive against her.