Fog clears from Hong Kong Island

Chapter 4 Why are you so innocent?
Sang Yu got up on time at seven in the morning, and Xi Jinbai got up even earlier than her because he had the habit of morning jogging.

This really impressed her. No matter how late he slept, he was still unstoppable and full of energy.

Sang Yu put on a commuter-style knitted dress and a cashmere coat, revealing her slender and straight legs.

Her bones are extremely beautiful, her facial features are small and exquisite, and she perfectly combines purity and beauty. A little makeup is enough to make her look stunning.

Xi Jinbai had just finished taking a shower and was putting on a shirt. He glanced at her and said, "Want to catch a cold again?"

Sang Yu blinked, "I'm wearing quite thick clothes."

He took a tie from the closet and hung it around his neck, and said in a calm tone: "If you catch a cold again, I won't serve you anymore."

Sang Yu was used to it. He always seemed to be dignified, indifferent, calm and self-possessed. Nothing could make him make an exception. The only time when his emotions leaked... was in bed.

Only in close contact did she feel that he was not so out of reach.

It was indeed thanks to his care last night. Sang Yu walked up to him and took the tie from his hand, "I'll tie it for you."

She skillfully tied a Windsor knot, gently pushed it to the neckline, and stuck it under the plump Adam's apple, which made her feel full of abstinence.

Sang Yu probably has an Adam's apple problem, and he likes to touch his Adam's apple the most, but this is also his sensitive point, and he gets out of control every time he touches it.

His eyes lingered for a moment, and Xi Jinbai had a panoramic view, "Want to touch?"

Sang Yu was slightly startled. Before he could speak, he added, "I don't have enough time. I'll touch you tonight."

"..."

What does it mean that there is no time? She didn't mean that! Why do you make it look like she is...a pervert? -
Breakfast is ready.

Xi Jinbai and Sang Yu went downstairs one after another.

The aunt brought out a bowl of soup from the kitchen and put it on the dining table, "Xiao Yu, I heard from my husband that you are sick. Are you feeling better? I specially stewed some pork rib soup for you."

"Much better, thank you, auntie." Sang Yu curled his lips, pulled out the chair next to Xi Jinbai and sat down.

She has a pleasant temperament and her aunt usually takes good care of her.

“It is indeed easy to catch a cold during the change of seasons, so wear more clothes when going out and keep warm.”

"okay."

Xi Jinbai didn't squint his eyes and said calmly: "The light will respond."

Sang Yu: "...I wore the bare-leg artifact, which is very warm."

“Have you finished drawing the main design draft for this issue of the Half Sugar series?”

The topic suddenly changed, and Sang Yu answered truthfully: "Not yet, still finishing."

Xi Jinbai nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Sang Yu ate breakfast slower than him. Usually he would leave first after finishing his meal, but today he put down his chopsticks and was still looking at his phone. She thought he wouldn't go to the company today.

As a result, when she finished eating and started wiping her mouth, Xi Jinbai also stood up and took the suit jacket from the back of the chair, "Have you eaten?"

"Yeah." Sang Yu realized it later and asked in surprise: "Are you waiting for me?"

"otherwise?"

"But I can just walk there by myself."

It's not far anyway, we'll be there in twenty minutes.

They had agreed long ago that their relationship would be kept secret, so Sang Yu never took his car to the company.

"Put you down at the intersection in advance."

"Ok."

Before going out, Xi Jin Bai reminded: "Take your cold medicine, three times a day."
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Arriving at the company at 8:10, there were still 20 minutes before work time. Sang Yu punched in and went upstairs.

The design department was half sparse. She was very popular in the company, and colleagues passing by all said hello to her: "Good morning, Sang Yu."

"Good morning." Sang Yu responded with a polite smile.

The temperature in the room was higher. When she returned to her work station, she took off her coat, took out the cold medicine from her bag, and took the cup to the tea room.

I happened to meet my colleague Meng Qing making coffee.

"Hey, Sang Sang, do you have a cold?" Sang Yu walked to the water dispenser to get some water, "Well, I had a fever last night."

Meng Qing came over, "Then why don't you rest at home for one more day?"

Sang Yu smiled helplessly, "The design draft is not finished yet, and it's just a minor cold, so it won't be a problem."

"It's okay." Meng Qing lowered her voice and whispered to her, "I'm telling you, I just saw Mr. Xi downstairs. He's really handsome with a broken leg! To use a very popular word on the Internet to describe it. It’s sexual tension!”

She, a newbie in the workplace, usually has no chance to meet the big boss. Last time she met him from a distance by chance, but she happened to not be wearing invisible glasses that day and couldn't see clearly. She regretted that her intestines turned green.

"I can't even imagine how happy it would be to eat and sleep with him."

Hearing this, Sang Yu immediately coughed, "Ahem..."

I choked on the cold medicine.

Meng Qing took out a clean tissue from her pocket and gave it to her, "Why is your face so red?"

Sang Yu wiped his mouth and pretended to be calm, "I choked."

Meng Qing saw the clue at a glance and teased her, "No, Sangsang, why are you so innocent? I haven't said anything yet."

Sang Yu waved his hand, "No, I..."

Before he finished speaking, another voice intervened: "You came to the company to chat?"

The tone is very unkind.

Meng Qing rolled her eyes secretly, turned around and showed a standard fake smile, "Sister Xiaoya, it's not work time yet."

Ning Xiaoya asked: "Is the work done? The pattern design I want must be given to me before get off work today. And you, Sang Yu, are you perfunctory with the design draft you handed in?"

Sang Yu met her gaze calmly, "Excuse me, what's the problem?"

"Do you think your manuscript is up to standard? Simple style does not mean perfunctory. Please be more serious. Don't think that you are complacent just because you have designed a few good clothes. There are not so many shortcuts to take."

Ning Xiaoya dropped these words and left.

Meng Qing was furious, "No, there is something wrong with her. Why is she so jealous? Her design drafts are not as good as yours every time. How can she have the nerve to criticize you?"

Sang Yu pulled her arm, "Shh, keep your voice down."

Isn't that what the workplace is like? The official level is overwhelming. Ning Xiaoya is now the chief designer, and Sang Yu can only swallow his anger under her.

She probably also knew why Ning Xiaoya hated herself so much.

Ning Xiaoya is a graduate of a prestigious university. She has participated in various design competitions and won the Fashion Design Newcomer Award. She joined Aurelia as soon as she graduated. She has a very impressive resume.

On the other hand, Sang Yu, a person who didn't even go to college, entered the company's design department through the back door, but she was not a vase. Her design draft was not inferior to Ning Xiaoya's, not that her design was amazing. It is more about aura, which requires talent and cannot be obtained by learning theoretical knowledge or accumulating experience.

How could a proud and arrogant person like Ning Xiaoya be willing to lose to Sang Yu, who was inferior to her in all aspects? Therefore, she always looked down upon her and found fault with her whenever she got the chance.

Sang Yu spent the whole day revising the design draft, revising it back and forth no less than five times according to Ning Xiaoya's requirements. Each time he called back with various reasons, and he still hadn't finished it after get off work.

After six o'clock, everyone left work and left the company one after another.

Autumn is coming to an end, the days are getting shorter and the nights are getting longer, and the sky is getting dark outside.

Meng Qing was also packing her things and saw Sang Yu still working hard, "Sang Sang, you haven't finished the painting yet?"

"Well, there's a little left."

"If you can't finish the painting, you can paint it tomorrow. It will be dark and it will be unsafe on the road."

"It's okay. I live close by. Go back quickly."

"I'm leaving."

"Well, bye, be careful on the road."

There were only a few people left in the office.

By the time Sang Yu finished his work, it was already seven o'clock before he knew it, and it was pouring rain outside.

She didn't bring an umbrella today, so she had to take a taxi back.

But when I opened the Didi app, I saw that there were more than 30 people waiting in line, and the wait was expected to take 40 minutes.

(End of this chapter)