Chapter 28

Chi Xiting was momentarily speechless, looking up at Chu Yu with a slow gaze.

Chu Yu was taller than him, and since they were close, Chi Xiting could only focus on Chu Yu’s sharp, smooth jawline when he looked up.

And the slightly noticeable movement of his Adam’s apple.

Chi Xiting’s gaze lingered for a moment on Chu Yu’s neck, his lips tightening slightly. He then forced himself to look away from his boss’s neck, pretending to calm himself as he turned slightly to the side, looking in the direction of Huo You Shen.

When he saw that Huo You Shen and the man had already entered the room, Chi Xiting let out a breath of relief. Just as he was about to turn back, he felt his elbow brush against something. Before he could react, he heard Chu Yu let out a muffled groan.

Chi Xiting, about to ask what happened, suddenly fell silent.

Well…

It seemed rather intense.

Chi Xiting’s face flushed slightly, but being mindful that it was his boss in front of him, he coughed awkwardly and tried to discreetly step back a little, just a tiny bit, to avoid touching something he shouldn’t.

But before he could move back much, he felt his heel bump against the wall.

Instinctively, Chi Xiting leaned back slightly, and just before the back of his head hit the wall, he saw Chu Yu’s brows furrow even more, and the next second, he reached out to stop the back of Chi Xiting’s head from hitting the wall.

Chi Xiting froze, staring blankly at Chu Yu.

Chu Yu’s hand was warm, and even through his hair, Chi Xiting could still clearly feel the subtle warmth being transferred.

Chu Yu’s fingers instinctively curled slightly, and after seeing that Chi Xiting had stopped moving, he withdrew his hand. After closing his eyes and calming his emotions, he looked up naturally, glancing towards Huo You Shen’s room, then without caring if Huo You Shen was still there, he turned and walked out of the hallway.

He appeared completely calm, as if he had just been playing pretend with Chi Xiting in the corridor.

—-

After seeing Chu Yu leave, Chi Xiting bent his hand slightly, revealing the presence of the take-out box he was holding.

Chi Xiting regained his composure, stepped out of the corridor, and casually glanced at Chu Yu before turning to look at the door of Huo Yushen’s room. He asked, “What should we do now? Still delivering the noodles?”

Chu Yu looked down at Chi Xiting.

Chi Xiting’s face was calm, just like usual, except for the faint blush at the base of his ears, half-hidden by his hair. The subtle pink appeared as if it was radiating from his skin, glowing softly under the clear light of the hallway, resembling fine porcelain with a slight tint.

Chu Yu averted his gaze and said, “You decide.”

Chi Xiting, holding the plastic bag, paused briefly, then decisively said, “Forget it, let’s go back.”

He really didn’t want to risk encountering something he shouldn’t and then seeing something else he shouldn’t.

That would be a disaster—offending both the protagonist and the antagonist.

After Chu Yu acknowledged with a hum, he headed straight for the elevator. Chi Xiting followed at a comfortable distance behind, his previously clouded mind starting to clear a little.

He also vaguely recalled the contents of the original novel.

In the original work, Huo Yushen, who went from obscurity to success, indeed encountered a number of men and women who were interested in him. However, Huo Yushen, being proud and arrogant, looked down on most people, and the majority of the depictions were meant to emphasize his popularity. But, as the male protagonist in a female-oriented novel, Huo Yushen was very virtuous, having only ever been involved with one man.

That man was the protagonist’s love interest.

Jiang Zhimiao.

Could it be…

Chi Xiting was about to step into the room behind Chu Yu when he suddenly remembered the celebratory banquet that Chu Yu had mentioned earlier.

It seemed like it was related to the Jiang family.

What a coincidence?

Chi Xiting furrowed his brow slightly, just as he put down the take-out noodles and heard his phone ring.

It was a message from Huo Yushen.

[Huo Youshen]: No need, thanks.

There was no point in replying at this time.

Chi Xiting took a glance at the message and closed the chat, not intending to reply.

Since he had opened WeChat, he went on to browse his Moments, hoping to get involved in other people’s lives.

Even though he hadn’t checked his Moments for a few days, his WeChat contacts were few, so it was easy to scroll all the way down.

It was mostly colleagues.

And colleagues who were all workaholics.

Most of the posts were just to prove they were working hard and staying late.

Chi Xiting swiped through it without much interest.

Then, Li Yang posted something related to him.

It was a picture of a computer screen, showing a slightly edited proposal draft.

The caption was simple—just a “thumbs up” emoji.

Chi Xiting instantly recognized that it was the version of the proposal he had helped Li Yang revise before his business trip.

Before the trip, Chi Xiting had helped Li Yang revise the proposal, making minor corrections to some data inaccuracies and optimizing a few sections.

Actually, Li Yang’s work was already quite excellent, but Li Yang’s pursuit of perfection often led to him nitpicking his own work, endlessly making revisions.

It was a good thing.

But also not entirely.

Chi Xiting gave it a like, then swiped it away. Before he could close WeChat, he noticed another new notification in Moments.

He opened it and saw that Li Yang had left a comment under the post.

Li Yang: I have to thank Teacher Chi for his help. So touched /

Chi Xiting glanced at it, scratched his chin absentmindedly, and didn’t give it much thought before closing WeChat and deciding to play a couple of games.

—-

After sitting at his desk for a while, Chu Yu made a phone call, speaking in a low voice, which briefly caught Chi Xiting’s attention.

Noticing that Chi Xiting looked over, Chu Yu casually asked, “Did you bring a suit?”

Chi Xiting was momentarily confused, instinctively pointing at himself and asking, “Me?”

Chu Yu nodded.

“No, I didn’t bring one,” Chi Xiting answered honestly.

Chu Yu didn’t respond further, simply telling the person on the other end of the call, “Come over in a bit.”

Chi Xiting furrowed his brows in confusion but quickly dismissed his thoughts, focusing back on his phone.

It was pointless to keep guessing about things that hadn’t happened yet.

Eventually, he would find out.

Chi Xiting played a couple of games and was about to start another round when he heard a knock on the door. Before Chi Xiting could react, Chu Yu had already gotten up and opened it.

“Chi Xiting.” Chu Yu called out to him as he turned around.

Chu Yu’s voice was neither loud nor soft, but since Chi Xiting hadn’t heard Chu Yu call his name before, it felt a bit odd and unfamiliar.

When Chi Xiting reached the door, he saw a man standing outside in a suit.

The man made polite eye contact with Chi Xiting, then bowed slightly.

He was the epitome of a traditional gentleman.

The man handed Chu Yu a suit and said, “This suit was made according to the size you provided, Mr. Chu. You can try it on first, and if there’s anything that doesn’t fit, just let me know.”

Chu Yu acknowledged him and glanced at Chi Xiting.

Chi Xiting, following his instinct, stepped forward and took the suit.

“Then I won’t disturb you,” the man said, giving another slight bow and leaving with a smile.

Chi Xiting held the suit, looked up at Chu Yu, and asked, “The size you provided? Mine?”

Chu Yu remained calm: “It’s in your resume.”

Chi Xiting: “…”

No way.

How many times has he looked at it?

Did he even memorize my measurements?

Chi Xiting’s expression was strange, and his hand, which was holding the suit, unconsciously shook a little, catching Chu Yu’s attention. Chu Yu lowered his gaze for a moment.

“Go ahead and try it on,” Chu Yu said calmly.

Chi Xiting didn’t ask further and took the suit to the bathroom to try it on.

The size was perfect.

The suit was a light beige color, and the waist was well-tailored. Chi Xiting already had a good body ratio—he was tall with long legs—and the sleek, well-cut suit highlighted his proportions perfectly: a slim waist, long legs, and a defined backside. He was the ideal clothes hanger.

However, Chi Xiting wasn’t particularly used to wearing suits. Once he put it on, he felt like he was constrained, and his lively spirit felt stifled as well.

—–

In the suit, he looked like the embodiment of a corporate drone.

Chi Xiting stood in front of the mirror for a long time before leaving the bathroom, making sure to mentally prepare himself before stepping out.

Clearly, Chu Yu’s time was very valuable. In the few minutes Chi Xiting took to change, Chu Yu had already returned to his desk, efficiently handling two documents.

When Chi Xiting stepped out, he tried to be quiet so as not to disturb Chu Yu, but Chu Yu’s sharp senses still picked up the sound. He glanced up briefly, then paused in his signing and made a subtle inward stroke with the pen.

“Does it look a bit strange?” Chi Xiting noticed Chu Yu staring at him, and his ears suddenly felt hot. He tilted his head slightly, and his fingers subconsciously tugged at the hem of his shirt.

Chu Yu’s gaze traveled from Chi Xiting’s face down to his hands, lingering there for two seconds before asking, “You don’t usually wear a watch?”

Chi Xiting instinctively glanced at his empty wrist and answered honestly, “I used to wear a sports watch.”

Chu Yu raised his eyes and met Chi Xiting’s gaze.

Chi Xiting gently added, “But since the last time I passed out from low blood sugar, it said I went into deep sleep for two hours, so I haven’t worn one since.”

Chu Yu: “…”

What an interesting experience and excuse.