The CEO is domineering, the devil Boss is addicted to pampering

"How was it? Did you like your breakfast?"

As Yun Han spoke, he glanced at the leftovers on the side and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Did you prepare it?"

Su Xingya was quite surprised.

"I prepared it according to the memo someone sent me. After all, you are newlyweds. You are really the envy of others!"

The corners of Yunhan's mouth turned down slightly, and he pulled out a helpless smile. His originally warm and deep eyes were now full of ridicule and self-mockery about his current situation.

His thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the conversation he had with Gu Yunqian not long ago, and Gu Yunqian's endless instructions seemed to ring in his ears again.

He seemed to clearly see Gu Yunqian's deep and focused eyes, and every word that came out of his thin lips was filled with unquestionable firmness and concern.

From the details of the breakfast combination to the dining environment and atmosphere, all of these are the key points that Gu Yunqian repeatedly emphasized, just to let Su Xingya be surrounded by warmth and sweetness at the beginning of the new day and have a wonderful and undisturbed breakfast time.

Yunhan shook his head helplessly, and the strands of hair on his forehead swayed slightly, as if responding to his inner sigh.

He slowly raised his hand, and gently pressed his long, bony fingers on his temples, rubbing them with a little force, as if this could soothe the nerves that were aching from helplessness.

He secretly complained in his heart: Today's event has just begun, and I've heard such long-winded mumbling. After all, I'm the president's assistant. Why is it that now that the wind has changed, I have to take on the job of a personal assistant as well?

It's obvious that he's getting one salary and doing two jobs, which is exactly what capitalists do. Gu Yunqian has really taken his ability of 'exploiting' employees to the extreme, he's worthy of being a capitalist!

Although his words were full of complaints, he still helped him complete the task of pampering his wife today with his actions without saying a word. However, looking at Su Xingya's appearance of obviously liking him but pretending to be restrained, another thought could not help but arise in his heart...

At this moment, Su Xingya was sitting in front of the large and imposing desk. Her delicate face was like peach blossoms blooming in spring, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her eyes revealed a hint of shyness and embarrassment.

Yun Han's teasing of her and Gu Yunqian just now were like sharp little arrows, accurately hitting the softest and most sensitive place in her heart.

Those words were like a huge rock dropped into a calm lake, causing ripples and making her too embarrassed to even raise her head.

Her fingers unconsciously moved lightly across the table, and the delicate touch seemed to help her calm down a little.

But her thoughts had already drifted away, immersed in every bit of getting to know each other and falling in love with Gu Yunqian.

If you say that you don't feel anything when a scene like this, which only appears in Mary Sue novels, actually happens to you, you would be lying if you say that you don't feel anything.

Those sweet plots, like sugar-coated shells, made her heart beat faster involuntarily, and an indescribable sense of happiness quietly spread in her heart.

She thought of Gu Yunqian's meticulous care for her every day, his gentle eyes that seemed to embrace everything about her, and his considerate words that always spoke to her when she needed them most. All of them made her intoxicated, as if she was in a sweet dream and didn't want to wake up.

However, Su Xingya's inherent tenacity and rationality soon prevailed.

She bit her lower lip slightly, as if to cheer herself up, and her row of pearly teeth left a faint mark on her rosy lips.

Then quickly adjust your state and pull yourself out of the center of the sweet plot of love.

After all, she knew very well that as the president now, she shouldered many responsibilities and affairs, and she must not be easily tripped up by love affairs.

She took a deep breath, straightened her back, and her eyes became firm and sharp again, as if she had instantly turned back into the decisive career woman.

Little did he know that Yunhan had already arranged all the work matters in an orderly and clear manner.

She repeated the same action over and over again: picking up the pen, signing her name on the pile of documents one after another, and then gently putting the pen down, as if this simple action had accomplished an important mission.

Every time she signed, her eyes were focused and serious. Her beautiful handwriting left her mark on the document, and also testified to the effort and sweat she had put in for the company.

At noon, when fatigue was overwhelming me, there was a gentle knock on the office door.

The crisp knock on the door seemed particularly abrupt in the silent office. Su Xingya raised her head slightly, with a hint of doubt in her eyes, and said softly, "Please come in." The door slowly opened, and Yun Han walked in pushing an exquisite dining cart with a delicious lunch on it.

There was a faint smile on Yunhan's face. It was a smile that was just right, neither overly enthusiastic nor impolite, as if it had been carefully crafted.

He pushed the dining cart to Su Xingya's desk, bent down slightly, and leaned forward, his movements graceful and natural. He said softly, "Boss Xiaoya, it's lunch time. This is the lunch prepared according to your preferences. Enjoy it."

His voice is low and magnetic, like a soothing melody played during this busy workday, which makes people feel particularly comfortable.

"Would you like to work part-time as a room service attendant at the Universal Hotel?"

Of course this was just a joke from Su Xingya.

She looked at the lunch with a hint of surprise and gratitude in her eyes. On the plate were several of her favorite dishes, with attractive colors and fragrant aromas. Each dish was like a carefully crafted work of art.

"Mr. Gu really loves you..."

After saying this, Yun Han left the office so that Su Xingya could have enough personal space to take a nap after dinner.

Su Xingya listened to Yun Han's words, and a warm current surged in her heart again. She thought of Gu Yunqian, the man who could take care of her in every way even when he was not by her side.

From the careful preparation of breakfast to the thoughtful arrangement of lunch, everything made her feel his care and love.

She picked up her chopsticks and began to enjoy her lunch quietly. She ate every bite of food with great satisfaction, as if it was not just a simple lunch, but a transmission of Gu Yunqian's love for her. She closed her eyes, savoring the taste of the food and the deep love, replenishing her energy for the intense work in the afternoon.

Even though her workload wasn't that consuming...

Time passes silently like the sand in an hourglass.

In a blink of an eye, night fell and the city lights gradually lit up, like a bright starry sky.

At six o'clock in the evening, the cell phone on the desk rang on time, and the crisp ringtone broke the silence in the office.

Su Xingya put down the document she was flipping through. When she saw the three words "Gu Yunqian" displayed on the screen, the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose and her eyes instantly lit up, as if the whole world became brighter because of this name.

She gently slid the screen and put the phone close to her ear. Before she could speak, Gu Yunqian's magnetic voice came over.

The voice was gentle and firm, as if it had a magical power that could instantly dispel her day's fatigue.

Su Xingya responded, with a barely perceptible hint of coquettishness and sweetness in her voice.

She quickly sorted out the documents on her desk, picked up her coat and bag, walked out of the office with brisk steps, and headed downstairs.

Along the way, she was in an especially good mood. Gu Yunqian's figure kept appearing in her mind. She imagined him waiting for her downstairs, and her heart was full of anticipation for the upcoming reunion.

There was a gleam of happiness in her eyes, and her steps were as light as a dancing butterfly...