Becoming a Supporting Actor in Paranoid Literature

The next day Zhuang Baihua went to the company with dark circles under her eyes.

He couldn't sleep all night, he was irritable, and when he got up early in the morning, he might as well go to work to numb himself.

Zhuang Baihua came much earlier than ordinary employees, and the company building was still relatively deserted.

He entered the company from the main entrance, looking tired, pinching the position above the bridge of his nose with his hands, trying to wake himself up.

Then, he felt weird.

As if being stared at by someone, looking up and down with no dead angle, this sharp sense of coercion is uncomfortable.

Zhuang Baihua turned his head and saw the little security guard next to him with his head down.

Zhuang Baihua walked over and asked him, "Is there something wrong?"

The security guard was silent and just shook his head.

"Did you just look at me?"

The security guard still didn't speak.

Although the little security guard usually shrinks back, he will still answer the president's questions. Today's security guard is still unwilling to raise his head, and his whole body exudes resistance to Zhuang Baihua.

Zhuang Baihua thought to himself that I didn't offend the security department. He was also in a bad mood and didn't have the mind to worry about these trivial matters. Seeing that the security guard ignored him, he stopped talking and turned to go upstairs.

After Zhuang Baihua left, the security guard raised his head and watched Zhuang Baihua walk into the elevator, biting his lips with his teeth, his lips turned white with all his strength.

When Zhuang Baihua came to the office, he didn't rush to work, but went into the lounge.

The small black room has been opened to the outside lounge according to his intention, the furniture has been rearranged, it looks more spacious, and even a window has been opened, the whole space is bright, without the dark and scary atmosphere before.

Logically speaking, he should be satisfied, but Zhuang Baihua looked at the lounge and still remembered what happened in this space.

Chi Yue pressed him on the middle bed, showing dominance and vulnerability, and the two stayed together in the small dark room all night.

At that time, Zhuang Baihua still wanted to appease Chi Yue, even if he was gnawed, he didn't think much about it. Now combined with what happened yesterday, some actions instantly became ambiguous, making Zhuang Baihua feel hot all over.

You brat, you shouldn't have let him touch it in the first place.

Zhuang Baihua thought about it, and his thoughts turned to Chi Yue. When he realized this tendency, he became more annoyed immediately. He rubbed his temples, forced himself not to think about these things, went to the desk and sat down, and began to numb himself with work.

Even Secretary Chen sensed that something was wrong with the president today, so he was cautious when going in and out.

He was holding a thermos cup to make tea for Zhuang Baihua, and put the cup on the table. When Zhuang Baihua was holding the water cup, he saw the prickly pear behind the computer, and he was overwhelmed.

"Take this away." Zhuang Baihua said coldly.

Secretary Chen blinked, pointed at the prickly pear, and asked, "You mean this?"

Zhuang Baihua pouted and said, "Yes."

Secretary Chen's first reaction was that Concubine Yao fell out of favor.

This prickly pear was a gift from the concubine Yao to the emperor when she was in poverty. A small pot of prickly pear was probably worth ten yuan, but the emperor put it on the table like a treasure.

"Then I take it away?" Secretary Chen asked for instructions.

"Who made you lose it?" Zhuang Baihua glared at the secretary.

Secretary Chen held back his laughter and said deliberately, "Didn't you want it?"

Zhuang Baihua looked aside, bluffing: "I just asked you to move it to another place, don't let me see it, you didn't lose it."

Secretary Chen pursed his lips and replied seriously: "Okay, President."

Zhuang Baihua lowered her head angrily and continued to read her documents.

Secretary Chen went out with the pot of prickly pear, put it in the tea room, touched the small burr of the prickly pear, and thought, the emperor is usually so powerful, he seems to be omnipotent, and also has an awkward and willful side.

Secretary Chen thought of the situation yesterday when a few people punctured the paper on the window. Sure enough, the harem was wronging the country.

Zhuang Baihua wanted to be quiet, but Jingjing didn't miss him at all.

He left the office for a trip in the afternoon, and when he came back, he saw Chi Yue standing at the door of his office.

Recently, Chi Yue has become more and more mature in dressing up. She no longer wears T-shirts, but starts to wear shirts.

Standing there, he really looked like a tall and straight tree, becoming a beautiful landscape, but this time Zhuang Baihua didn't have the heart to appreciate it.

Knowing that no one would stop Chi Yue from entering or leaving his office, Zhuang Baihua was still a little annoyed at this moment, and said in a low voice, "Didn't you say that I need time?"

Chi Yue looked at Zhuang Baihua with a calm face: "I didn't force you, so what should you do."

Zhuang Baihua asked: "Then why are you here?"

Chi Yue replied: "I'll come and see you, I'll see mine, and you will do yours."

Zhuang Baihua: "..." Okay, let's play this game.

Zhuang Baihua found that he couldn't communicate with Chi Yue, so he went straight into the office, and Chi Yue followed him in, and returned to Xiaowei's position.

Zhuang Baihua ignored him, sat down at the desk and started to deal with his own affairs.

Chi Yue naturally sat on the sofa in the office, staring straight at Zhuang Baihua.

That gaze was like an invisible hand, touching from head to toe, moving inch by inch, slowly caressing.

Zhuang Baihua was seen to be very irritable and furious.

"Do you care that I kissed you?"

Chi Yue did not fulfill the principle of not disturbing each other, she spoke in a cold tone, like a banishment, but her words were very straightforward.

Zhuang Baihua was stunned by Chi Yue's words, and he didn't want to act like he was being spoiled, but he couldn't help but feel awkward. This was the first time he did this. He admitted that he was inexperienced and he was at a loss.

Then, Zhuang Baihua heard Chi Yue say: "If you feel that you are at a disadvantage, you can kiss me back."

Zhuang Baihua: "?"

Zhuang Baihua raised her head and looked at Chi Yue as if she were looking at an alien. Chi Yue said confidently, "I don't mind."

Zhuang Baihua almost laughed angrily: "Why didn't I find you such a rascal before."

Chi Yue rested her hands on her knees, graceful like a nobleman, calm and composed: "As long as it makes you aware of me, I don't mind using any means or saying anything."

Zhuang Baihua froze, looking at Chi Yue, Chi Yue's eyes were as clear as water, but full of seriousness.

Chi Yue said that she would not force him, but Zhuang Baihua felt that she was forced back several steps.

Zhuang Baihua said: "You are no different from Tang Feng."

Tang Feng was also such a stalker before.

Chi Yue paused, and said, "I'm already suppressing myself, and what you see now is the result of my efforts to restrain myself."

If he indulged, he would have pressed Zhuang Baihua on the desk long ago, forcing him to open his mouth.

He is willing to restrain himself for his beloved Mr. Zhuang. He knows that what Zhuang Baihua needs is to take his time, but he can't be too far away. With Zhuang Baihua's character, if he really let himself go and calm down, the day lily would have been cold long ago.

Chi Yue stared at Zhuang Baihua with her dark and deep eyes, Zhuang Baihua lowered her head in embarrassment, not daring to meet Chi Yue's gaze.

This time, Chi Yue didn't continue talking, and asked Zhuang Baihua to read her documents quietly.

Zhuang Baihua's mood gradually calmed down.

In the past, Chi Yue always came to him, sometimes to sleep, sometimes to find something to eat, Zhuang Baihua let him use the office as a dormitory.

It's just that Chi Yue was wearing a T-shirt at that time, like a big boy, but now she has completely become a handsome young man.

The two of them stayed in the same space and regained their previous feeling. The atmosphere was gentle and calm, and warm air flowed in the huge office.

About an hour later, Chi Yue suddenly spoke again to break the peaceful atmosphere: "I'm giving you a cactus."

The cactus that I could see every time I came before was gone.

Zhuang Baihua stopped working and said bluntly, "It's put away."

Chi Yue raised her eyebrows: "Where did it go? I want to water it."

Where does the prickly pear need to be watered, and Zhuang Baihua didn't know where Chen Wang put the things, so he could only say deeply, "No need."

Seeing this, Chi Yue pursed her lips, and said quietly: "At that time, I had doubts and uncertainties in my heart, and I had no money, so I could only give you a prickly pear. If it were now, I would give you roses directly."

The implicit feelings fermented at that time have become extremely enthusiastic today, and they are not far away.

Zhuang Baihua was sitting on pins and needles by what he said, at this time someone knocked on the door, alleviating the embarrassment in the office.

Without even thinking about it, Zhuang Baihua said, "Come in."

Secretary Chen walked in, as if he didn't see Chi Yue at all, and reported without squinting: "Mr. Zhuang, Mr. Luo is here."

Zhuang Baihua immediately started to have a headache.

Luo Zhenduo came in with shiny leather shoes, and was not surprised to see Chi Yue inside, but said to his son, "Didn't you say to go back to school? Why are you here?"

The young man didn't talk about martial arts, and deliberately deceived the old father.

Chi Yue's face was not red and her heart was not beating: "Come and sit before going back to school, there is nothing wrong with it."

Zhuang Baihua asked Luo Zhenduo helplessly: "What are you doing here?"

Luo Zhenduo was also calm, imitating Chi Yue's tone and said: "I'll come and sit down too, there's nothing wrong with it."

Yes, of course, since his place is a teahouse anyway.

Zhuang Baihua has lost his temper, so let the father and son love each other.

Luo Zhenduo and Chi Yue stayed in Zhuang Baihua's office, Zhuang Baihua didn't even bother to ask someone to make tea, Luo Zhenduo didn't just sit there like Chi Yue, but naturally asked about Zhuang Baihua's company.

In terms of business, Luo Zhenduo is Zhuang Baihua's teacher, and Zhuang Baihua will ask him for advice if he has any questions, so he simply took this opportunity to discuss future projects with the two of them.

The two presidents had a high-end business exchange, which was in full swing for a while, and Chi Yue was left out in the cold.

Chi Yue stared at Zhuang Baihua's figure without making a sound.

He restrained his desire to interrupt their conversation, sat there silently, without saying a word, and silently wrote down all of their conversation.

The two talked for a long time unconsciously, and when Zhuang Baihua came to his senses, it was almost time to get off work.

Zhuang Baihua was a little annoyed, he originally wanted to cool off his relationship with Luo Zhenduo, why did he talk to him for so long unknowingly.

Luo Zhenduo looked at Zhuang Baihua with a gentle smile in his eyes.

If Chi Yue was here to hit straight balls, Luo Zhenduo was soft and silent, and lightly led Zhuang Baihua into his trap. By the time Zhuang Baihua realized it, it would be too late.

"It's time for dinner." Luo Zhenduo lazily straightened his neckline, and said to Zhuang Baihua, "Let's have a meal together."

Chi Yue stood up and said darkly, "How about adding me?"

Luo Zhenduo remained magnanimous and smiled: "Sure, let's go together."

Together?Thinking well, Zhuang Baihua snorted and pointed at Luo Zhenduo: "You, send him to school." Then he pointed to Chi Yue, "Both of you, father and son, go to the cafeteria."

Letting them stay in the office for an afternoon was beyond mercy, Zhuang Baihua finished using Luo Zhenduo, and ruthlessly chased away the guests, driving the two of them out.

After seeing off the "guest", Zhuang Baihua finally breathed a sigh of relief. The two of them made such a fuss, but the embarrassment of yesterday was washed away, and the atmosphere was much more relaxed.

Zhuang Baihua smiled helplessly, and suddenly remembered that he forgot to ask Luo Zhenduo if he had found out who did the fireworks incident yesterday.

He tapped the table with his index finger, and after a while, he called Secretary Chen in and asked, "Where did you put the prickly pear this morning?"

Secretary Chen thought to himself, I knew you would be reluctant to come again, but it was too fast, and I didn't hold on for a day.

Secretary Chen said seriously: "I put it in the tea room."

Zhuang Baihua didn't mind the slap in the face and was ashamed, and ordered: "Take it back."

Secretary Chen complained in his heart, and walked to the tea room to get the pot of prickly prickly pear according to the president's request.

Zhuang Baihua let Secretary Chen go, and began to regret again, why did he feel guilty because of Chi Yue's few words, as if he had abused the prickly pear.

Zhuang Baihua waited for the secretary in entanglement, but after waiting for a long time, there was no sign of anyone.

He walked out of the office suspiciously and went to the pantry to check the situation himself.

Secretary Chen called all the employees of the president's office over and asked them one by one.

"What's wrong?" Zhuang Baihua asked.

Secretary Chen was apologetic, and replied: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhuang, I can't find the prickly pear. I'm just asking if anyone can take it away."

There are a lot of Zhuang Baihua's special items in the pantry of the president's office. Normally, no one will mess with it, but the prickly pear was still there in the morning, and it was gone when Chen Wang came to look for it just now.

After asking around to no avail, no one would be troubled by a pot of prickly pears, Zhuang Baihua waved his hand, not embarrassing the employees: "Forget it, it might pop up some other day, let's get off work."

Having said that, he still has deep regrets in his heart.

If only I didn't get angry at the prickly pear in the morning.

Luo Zhenduo led Chi Yue downstairs from the elevator.

Both of these two people can exist in Zhuang's company without any hindrance by just swiping their faces. Someone greeted them along the way, and Luo Zhenduo nodded slightly like he was in his own company, in a magnanimous manner.

Chi Yue followed behind her father without saying a word.

Luo Zhenduo turned his head and asked, "What's the matter, are you unhappy?"

Chi Yue said, "Do you know what you look like?"

Luo Zhenduo: "Like what?"

Chi Yue is unequivocal when it comes to people, even if the other party is her father: "Like a male peacock, pretending to be mature, he is a different kind of flirt."

Luo Zhenduo: "...I don't need to pretend."

Luo Zhenduo grabbed his son's shoulders, pushed him forward, and said, "Father only has such a small age advantage, and he will be caught up by you soon. Just be bold and let Dad order."

"No." Chi Yue said firmly.

Luo Zhenduo smiled and said nothing.

The two walked to the door of the company together, and the security guard stood in the aisle with his head down and escorted them out.

It was only when Luo Zhenduo walked out that he remembered that the security guard just now seemed to be the one who came to the elevator to rescue them that day when the power went out.

After the variety show incident, Luo Zhenduo sent someone to Zhuang's to handle matters, and he mentioned thanking the security guards. Zhuang Baihua said that he had already arranged everything.

Next time we meet again, let's talk a little bit.

Luo Zhenduo thought so, and led Chi Yue to the parking lot together.

Chi Yue drove here by herself, Luo Zhenduo knew from the beginning, and said: "I didn't call the driver to pick me up, you take me back."

Chi Yue said indifferently: "I have to go back to school, didn't Mr. Zhuang ask you to send me off just now?"

Luo Zhenduo ignored Zhuang Baihua's instructions, and said, "You are already an adult, it's your turn to see Dad off."

Chi Yue walked to her car with her cheeky father, pressed the car key to open the car door, Luo Zhenduo saw the things in the cab through the car window with sharp eyes, and said with a half-smile: "You also prepared roses ? Why didn’t you send it out just now?”

I saw a bouquet of fiery red roses placed on the instrument panel of the vehicle, which was delicate and charming, bright red and warm, like a burning flame.

Luo Zhenduo thought these were the flowers his son wanted to give to Zhuang Baihua.

"I didn't prepare it." Chi Yue's face darkened, as cold as ice.

He walked to the car, opened the door, and took out the bouquet of flowers. The bouquet was removed, and Chi Yue immediately saw another object in front of the car window that was blocked by flowers just now.

The small prickly pear was crushed, the flower pot was broken into pieces, and the dry soil was sprinkled on the instrument panel. The green plant tissue was mixed with mucus and soil, and it was covered with tiny plush-like thorns.

Looking miserable.