"There was a blind woman who accidentally poured coffee on Mr. Shen."
Li Nanxun always spoke in a businesslike manner, but it could be heard from her words.
That accident must have been intentional.
Song Qinian nodded and walked into the room with some anxiety holding her clothes.
The door was closed again by Li Nanxun from the outside. She looked at the closed door, turned around and walked in step by step.
The room was large and luxurious, and it was also a suite. Song Qinian searched for it but couldn't find Shenchi Yan.
It wasn't until she heard the gurgling sound of water in the bathroom that she realized that Shen Chiyan was actually taking a shower.
Do you put down your clothes and leave directly?
Or knock on the door to inform Shen Chi Yan?
Just when Song Qinian was extremely confused, Shen Chiyan's sexy voice reached her ears through the bathroom door, "Come in!"
Come in?
His steps were so light, how did he know she was coming?
Although there were some doubts in his head, his body had subconsciously moved closer to the bathroom.
The closer she got to the bathroom, the faster Song Qinian's heart beat.
Isn't Shen Chi Yan taking a shower? Why let her in?
Could it be that you want to rub his back?
Walking to the bathroom door with heavy steps, hesitating whether to knock on the door or not, Shenchi Yanxu was a little impatient and opened the door directly.
Before Song Qinian could see anything clearly, he was pulled in by a strong force.
Song Qinian was startled and fell into a hot embrace.
Her first reaction was that it was so hot in the bathroom!
Shen Chi Yan didn't know how many degrees of water he had boiled. The water was so steamy that he couldn't see his fingers, and Shen Chi Yan's body was as hot as if he had a fever of forty degrees.
The next second, her lips were severely sealed and her clothes fell off.
When everything was over, Song Qinian seemed to have run a marathon, her whole body was sore and limp, and she had no strength at all.
She was left in the bathroom by Shen Chi Yan, slumped on the ground and gasping for air.
And Shen Chiyan had already left the bathroom.
Everywhere on my body hurts, and there are bruises and bruises everywhere.
Song Qinian discovered that Shen Chiyan was very keen on leaving traces on her body when it came to that kind of thing. It felt like a puppy encircling his territory.
There was no communication between the two throughout the whole process. Song Qinian could not speak, while Shen Chiyan did not bother to talk to her.
At this moment, a handbag was thrown into the bathroom from outside, and then the cold voice of Shen Chiyan rang out.
"I'll give you three minutes to change into the clothes in the bag and come out."
When Song Qinian left the bathroom, Shen Chiyan was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window looking outside. He was holding a cigarette in his hand and his expression could not be seen clearly.
Song Qinian hesitated for a moment and walked towards the Chenchi Banquet.
As soon as she walked over, Shen Chiyan suddenly took action, pressed her neck and pressed her against the floor-to-ceiling window.
The sudden feeling of weightlessness in the twenty-eight-story building made Song Qinian's heart suddenly pick up in her throat, and her face turned as pale as a sheet of paper.
Song Qinian was a little afraid of heights. She felt like she was about to fall, and subconsciously pressed her hands against the glass.
"Song Qinian, do you think that if I push you down from here, will you fall into a pulp, or will you be lucky enough to survive and become a vegetable?"
There was no warmth in Shen Chiyan's voice. His hands were strong and his murderous intent was strong. Song Qinian had no doubt that he would kill her.
This man, who was skin-to-skin with her one second ago, wanted to kill her this second!
The huge panic in her heart made Song Qinian's body tremble uncontrollably, and her chest hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.
The corners of Shen Chiyan's sexy and pretty mouth curved into a mocking arc. As soon as he let go, Song Qinian's legs became weak and she fell to the ground.
Shen Chi Yan looked at him condescendingly, his voice without any warmth, "Are you afraid? Remember to pretend to be more realistic next time."
Song Qinian raised her eyes to look at Shen Chiyan and saw his cold and distant figure.
"I'm going to a banquet later, you go with me."
Before Song Qinian could recover from the feeling of weightlessness just now, Shen Chiyan had already picked up his tie and said coldly to her: "What are you doing standing still? Why don't you get up and tie my tie for me."
Song Qinian gritted her teeth, stood up tremblingly and walked to Shenchi Yan.
She had lingering fears and her hands were still shaking.
No matter how calm she pretended to be, her hands still betrayed her.
She took the tie from Chen Chi Yan and tied it on her tiptoes.
However, she was only 1.63 meters tall, while Shen Chi Yan was 1.88 meters tall. The height difference between the two was so big that even if she was on tiptoes, she couldn't wrap her arms around Shen Chi Yan's neck.
Chen Chi Yan had no intention of accommodating him, and Song Qinian did not dare to let him bow his head, so he moved a stool and planned to step on the stool to tie Chen Chi Yan's tie.
As soon as she placed the stool in front of Shen Chiyan, Shen Chiyan suddenly kicked the stool over with a cold face. Song Qinian was startled, and the next second, Shen Chiyan picked her up and placed her on the desk.
"To be as short as you is is a miracle of human reproduction. Come on, you're wasting my time. I'll make you look good."
The desk is relatively high, and Song Qinian can reach Shen Chi Yan's neck when sitting on it.
She took the tie and carefully circled it around Shen Chiyan's neck, then tied it carefully.
The two of them were so close that Song Qinian could smell the refreshing and delicious scent of Shen Chi Yan. Thinking of the scene that just happened in the bathroom, a blush gradually crept up her cheeks.
She didn't dare to look at Shen Chiyan's face, but she could feel his dark, cold eyes staring at her, full of oppression.
"Do you know who gave me this tie?"
Chen Chiyan's voice suddenly reached his ears from above his head, his breath sprayed down, and Song Qinian's face became even hotter.
"This is the birthday gift Qiuqiu gave me when I turned eighteen."
Song Qinian's hand holding the tie paused slightly, and then continued its movements.
He asked her to wear the tie given to him by Lin Qiutong, which really cut into the softest part of her heart.
"If it weren't for your father, Qiuqiu should have tied this tie for me personally."
While speaking, Shen Chiyan pinched Song Qinian's chin and forced her to raise her eyes to look at him. His slender fingers groped Song Qinian's pink and smooth face. His movements and expressions were gentle. What he said was quite hurtful.
"I only want you to vent my desires. Your father is a sinner, and you are also a sinner. Don't have any unnecessary delusions!"
Song Qinian bit her lip tightly, her rosy cheeks turning white little by little.
Don't have any delusions that you shouldn't have?
But she has already given birth, what should I do?
Looking at Song Qinian's aggrieved face, Shen Chi Yan felt agitated for no reason.
Seeing her white jade-like teeth biting her red lips, his dark eyes darkened, and an evil fire surged up again.
He shook Song Qinian's chin away irritably and said impatiently: "Does it take so long to tie a tie?"
Song Qinian sped up the movements of her hands. In order to become a qualified personal secretary, Song Qinian specially learned several ways to tie a tie and practiced it for a long time.
As soon as the tie was tied, Shen Chi Yan turned around and left, ruthlessly and decisively.
Chen Chi Yan said that he would take Song Qinian to a banquet.
When they arrived at the scene, Song Qinian learned that today was the 50th birthday party of Lin Qiutong's father, Lin Xing'an.
No wonder Chenchi specially wore the tie Lin Qiutong gave him at the banquet.