Dear Mr. Shi-Chapter 870 - Song Qinghuans identity 6
Chapter 870: 870, Song Qinghuan’s identity 6
Chapter 870: 870, Song Qinghuan’s identity 6
Shi Yuhuan’s lips lingered on the white skin of Song Qinghuan’s neck and ear, his words muffled, “No, it’s just that I like to play the rogue with you…”
His hand slid slowly down her waist, like a serpent winding its way into her pants, gradually exploring lower…
Sitting atop him, Song Qinghuan could clearly feel a tremendous hardness pressing tightly against her buttocks.
Her breathing became disordered.
Just as Song Qinghuan trembled with fear, wondering if Shi Yuhuan was planning to do something with her in the office, the door suddenly knocked.
Startled from a dream, Song Qinghuan immediately jumped down from Shi Yuhuan’s legs, glancing down just in time to see his certain part still prominently raised.
Shi Yuhuan’s expression was exceedingly unpleasant, his face icy as he gritted his teeth, “Come in!”
As soon as Liu Yuandong entered, he realized he had knocked on the wrong door at the worst time. He could tell from the boss’s facial expression.
If it were possible, he really wanted to step back out, but it seemed too late to retreat, so he braced himself and stepped forward, “Boss, this is the contract with the European ** company. It needs to be signed via video conference this afternoon because…”
He was explaining to Shi Yuhuan that he wouldn’t have come to disturb him if it weren’t for an urgent matter.
Song Qinghuan’s face looked somewhat unnatural as she raised her hand to touch her neck, “Well… Shi Yuhuan, you go ahead with your work. I’ll head back first. Remember to eat.”
Trying to appear natural yet still feeling rather awkward.
“I’ll walk you out,” Shi Yuhuan said, not even glancing at the document as he stood up to take Song Qinghuan’s hand.
Song Qinghuan still felt quite embarrassed, afraid that Liu Yuandong would notice something. Her gaze subconsciously shot towards Shi Yuhuan’s lower body, relieved that, thankfully, Shi Yuhuan’s self-control was extremely strong, and he had already returned to normal.
Raising her eyes, she felt the deep, suggestive, and almost demonic charm radiating from Shi Yuhuan, as if he saw right through her, knowing exactly what she was thinking, causing Song Qinghuan’s face to redden once again.
Clearing her throat, she had no choice but to pretend nothing was amiss.
When Shi Yuhuan led Song Qinghuan out, taking the elevator to the first floor, it was precisely lunchtime. The lobby was crowded with many people, some preparing to go out to eat, others heading to the canteen.
As they saw Shi Yuhuan and Song Qinghuan holding hands as they came out, everyone was shocked, their eyes wide as if they had seen a ghost.
The one with the most exaggerated expression was the receptionist who had stopped Song Qinghuan earlier; her eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets.
Although Song Qinghuan found it somewhat amusing and thought they were being overly dramatic, she felt pleased, as if she had released a pent-up frustration.
The employee elevator next to them opened again, and Zhao Jingnan and Yu Yang came down.
When Yu Yang saw Song Qinghuan, his eyes brightened, and he joyfully ran over, “Qinghuan!!”
But as soon as he noticed Shi Yuhuan by Song Qinghuan’s side, he promptly stood at attention and gave a respectful three hundred and sixty-degree bow, “President, good day!”
This chapt𝙚r is updated by freeωebnovēl.c૦m.
Song Qinghuan couldn’t help but laugh out loud, releasing Shi Yuhuan’s hand to run over and hug Yu Yang, “Yu Yang.”
Meanwhile, Zhao Jingnan came over with Wang Yiling in tow. Zhao Jingnan greeted Song Qinghuan with a polite smile, while Wang Yiling looked displeased, as if she missed out on a serving of old pot sour cabbage noodles, muttering under her breath, “Really, what kind of woman is she, it’s just shameless how she openly flirts with this one and that…”
