Hidden Beauty in the Dark: The CEO's Secret Lover

Chapter 84
She hugged the quilt and sat on the bed in a daze, looking in the direction of the bathroom, lost in thought.

Not long after, the bathroom door opened, and the man, half wrapped in a towel, came out while wiping his hair.

"Are you awake?" The man glanced at her with no emotion in his voice.

"Mmm." She drooped her eyes, suppressing the amazement in them.She wore a small black suspender silk pajamas, with two thin straps hanging loosely on her shoulders, under the orange halo, her creamy skin glowed white, against that jade-like face, Too beautiful to be true.

The light in Ji Weiran's eyes became darker.He dried his hair, hung up the towel, then walked to the bed with bare feet, bent down slightly, pinched her chin, and kissed her slightly parted red lips.

"Hmm..." Jian Qingyin struggled symbolically, then let him go.

……

After the excitement, Ji Weiran lit a cigarette.

Jian Qingyin was lying beside him, hugging his thin waist, and pressing his cheek against his broad chest, listening to the sound of thumping and beating from inside, at this moment, a kind of old-fashioned feeling suddenly appeared. illusion.

"How's your hand?" In the quiet space, the man suddenly asked quietly.

Jian Qingyin closed her eyes, "It's okay, just a little flesh injury."

"Be careful in the future." The man's voice was flat, as if he didn't take it seriously.

Jian Qingyin didn't speak.After a long time, he hummed.

Ji Weiran finished smoking, and put the butt out in the ashtray on the bedside table. "Sleep," he said, and lay down with one arm thrown across.

Jian Qingyin skillfully lay on the pillow, folded her hands on her chest, and curled herself into the position of a baby in the mother's womb.

The man turned off the bedside lamp.

In the darkness, she called out in a low voice, "Wei Ran."

He didn't answer, just hugged her tightly.

"It's getting late, go to sleep." He said.Then I closed my eyes.

Jian Qingyin suddenly lost sleepiness.She lay quietly in his arms, in the darkness, with her two big eyes open, and there seemed to be that gentle and quiet voice sounding next to her ear, "It's not convenient for him to answer the phone, what can I do for you? Don't want me to tell him?"

Maybe it was because the night was too quiet, she couldn't control her thoughts, rushing like a tide, unable to calm down for a long time.

It was not easy to fall asleep.

She didn't know that in the darkness, Ji Weiran turned his body half sideways, groping her beautiful face with one hand, remembering that when he first met her, she suffered from insomnia almost every night, and finally had to rely on sleeping pills to fall asleep, he could only He tossed her over and over again, and finally tossed her until she was exhausted, so tired that she fell asleep directly, so she was no longer unable to fall asleep all night like before.

For three years, she and him have slept in the same bed for three years, and he still has impulses towards her.He felt that she had drugged him, which made him unable to let go.Such infatuation, such, can't stop.

But Jian Qingyin, butterflies, can they really not fly over the sea?

Butterflies cannot fly over the sea.This sentence was something he saw on her computer by chance.At that time, she was in a daze, and there was only this sentence on the huge document.He passed by and only glanced at her before she closed the document in a panic. He couldn't bear to look directly at her hastily.

My heart suddenly felt like being stabbed lightly by a needle, and it hurt slightly.

When he was in Las Vegas, he deliberately asked Qin Zhiyu to answer the phone. He thought that she would at least ask when he came back from a hurried flight of more than ten hours. Who knows, not only was she not surprised by his sudden appearance , and, no interest in the woman who answered her phone.

He had to admit, he was disappointed.

No more drowsiness.

He got up and got out of bed, grabbed a cigarette, and was going to smoke on the balcony.

Jian Qingyin turned over at this moment, and murmured, "Wei Ran."

He thought that his movements were too loud and woke her up. He curled his lips and was about to comfort her, but he heard her murmur again: "Weian, I'm sorry..."

The smile on Ji Weiran's lips froze instantly.

It turned out that it was not "Weiran", but "Weian".

In her sleep, what she was thinking about was another person.

The movement he wanted to touch her face froze in mid-air.A heart sank rapidly.

Jian Qingyin, "Wei An" is your ocean, isn't it?

……

When Jian Qingyin got up in the morning, Ji Weiran had already left.He didn't have breakfast at home as usual, and she didn't know when he left. She had an illusion in her trance, as if he never came back last night.But the memory of his body told him that he really came back last night.

And this was the first time that someone left without a word in the early morning like this, so she was a little dazed.So much so that when I went to work, I was still in a daze, thinking that if he said last night that he had been on a plane for more than ten hours to come back, then, did he come back after seeing the WeChat picture of her finger killing fish injured? ?
But thinking of the way he understated it when he asked her how her hand was, I felt it was impossible.He didn't seem to show any concern for her, and how could he come back after sitting for more than ten hours just because she suffered such a small injury?

Sitting at her desk, she patted her head.It's true that there are too many things recently, and my mind is so busy that I can think of such impossible things, which is really too wild and unconstrained.

She forced herself to sort out her emotions and tried to put her mind back to work.

At this time, the open glass door of the office was knocked twice, "Secretary Jane."

She looked up, and the girl at the front desk came in holding a bouquet of bright red roses, "Secretary Jane, someone sent you flowers."

"Thank you." Jian Qingyin took it, a little surprised.When she first joined the company, many male colleagues started to pursue her enthusiastically, and people gave her flowers every day, but because of her aloof personality, she was difficult to approach, and gradually no one dared to chase her.I didn't expect to receive flowers.

The assistant came over and said with a smile, "Sister Qingyin, is it your boyfriend who gave it to you? It's so beautiful."

Jian Qingyin said lightly, "No."

In fact, there are many speculations about her by colleagues in the company. Some people say that she has a mysterious boyfriend, but she never shows up. Some people say that she was adopted/raised by someone, which is why she rejected the pursuit of male colleagues in the company.Some people say that she is Lily, she is not interested in men, that's why she always treats people coldly.In short, she can say anything, but she never takes it to heart, and still does her own way.

The assistant was a little girl who had just graduated and was still in the internship period. She was sent to be Jian Qingyin's assistant.

"Aren't you saying it? The flower language of red roses and valentine grass is a soft spot." The little girl blinked.

Jian Qingyin smiled lightly and said, "Go to work."

The assistant was tactful and sat back at his desk.

Jian Qingyin didn't find the card, and didn't know who sent it, so he casually put the flowers aside.

The phone on the table vibrated, she picked it up and saw it was Ji Weiran's phone.

She hesitated for a moment, but still swiped to answer, "Hello."

The man's deep and mellow voice was as charming as sweet-scented osmanthus brewing, "Have you received the flowers?"

Jian Qingyin didn't react for a few seconds, "Did you send the flowers?"

The other party's voice was faint, "Otherwise?"

Jian Qingyin was silent, and said after a while, "Got it, thank you."

After three years together, this was the first time he gave her flowers.

What does this mean?Her heart was a little flustered.

"Why, don't you like it?" On the phone, the man's voice seemed a little displeased.

"No." Jian Qingyin said lightly, "I like it very much."

Like it?Why didn't he feel it at all?In the huge president's office, Ji Weiran was lazily sitting in the executive chair, turning the gold pen in his hand with two fingers, and the curve of the corners of his lips gradually became colder.

For some reason, he suddenly explained, "There is a meeting in the morning, so I left early in the morning."

"Oh." Jian Qingyin said in a low voice.

The atmosphere fell into silence for a while.

(End of this chapter)