“Brother, you’re too fierce, you scared the secretary just now,” Shen Nanxing said, half-joking, after finishing a game.

Shen Chuanqiong replied seriously, “Baby, how can you keep them in check if you’re not a little stricter?” He knew exactly how gossipy the employees were behind the scenes. They would spend their time in the break room discussing which celebrity was the most handsome, which CEO was the richest, and which boss secretly kept a mistress. They probably even gossiped about him when he wasn’t around.

Secretary Chen brought in the snacks and fruit, placing them on the coffee table. Shen Nanxing smiled at her, “Thank you, sister.”

Secretary Chen, suppressing her excitement, showed her sweetest smile. “No need to thank me, little brother.”

Ahhh, how sweet! So cute, this is exactly what we women should see when we come to work every day!

Shen Chuanqiong cleared his throat, signaling for her to tone it down.

“Is he really your brother? You can just call him that,” Shen Chuanqiong teased.

Secretary Chen quickly wiped the maternal smile from her face.

Shen Chuanqiong stood up and said to Shen Nanxing, who was still playing the game, “Baby, I have a meeting to attend, I need to step out for a while.”

“Okay, you go ahead, brother,” Shen Nanxing replied.

“If you get bored, feel free to walk around the company,” Shen Chuanqiong added, worried he might feel bored.

Shen Nanxing gave a perfunctory nod, “Mm-hmm.”

Their conversation made Secretary Chen instantly realize the nature of their relationship. So they’re brothers! She was all excited for nothing. She had thought it would be some “cold CEO and obedient younger brother” combination. She was even planning to brag to her friends about this “high-contrast, good-looking CP” she had discovered! Sigh! When will I get rid of this “fujoshi” tendency?

Secretary Chen, following Shen Chuanqiong, stamped her foot in regret.

The entire day, Shen Nanxing stayed at the company. In the afternoon, with Secretary Chen’s guidance, he toured the company. The facilities were quite complete: a gym, a library, a swimming pool, an indoor sports hall… everything one could need. What impressed Shen Nanxing the most was the staff restaurant. The food there was almost as good as at a five-star hotel, with a wide variety and delicious flavors. After spending several hours touring, Shen Nanxing had gotten much closer to Secretary Chen. He even learned a lot of gossip from her, like how Mr. Wang from a certain company was actually a “phoenix man,” or how Mr. Zhao, in his thirties, was already balding and had recently been recognized by the company when he went for a hair transplant…

Around six o’clock, Shen Chuanqiong finally finished the work at hand.

Shen Nanxing looked at his slightly tired brother and said with concern, “Brother, you’ve been so busy today.”

“Baby, if I work a little harder, you’ll be able to live your life even better!” Shen Chuanqiong said, affectionately patting his head. In Shen Chuanqiong’s mind, his younger brother was someone to spoil, while the responsibility of carrying the family legacy was his own to bear.

Hearing this, Shen Nanxing felt a wave of emotion. “Thank you, brother.”

Shen Chuanqiong pulled him close and said, “What’s with the formal thank you? Come on, let’s go, tonight I’ll take you to a big dinner!”

Just because Shen Chuanqiong bragged in the group chat that someone was accompanying him while he was working late, Su Chen was the first to jump in with jealousy, saying that even though they were both working overtime, why did Shen Chuanqiong get company? In the end, after Su Chen’s strong objections and Fu Zhiyuan’s enthusiastic support, the evening turned into a four-person gathering.

The dinner was booked by Fu Zhiyuan, at a high-end private restaurant. Each dish was limited, with only fifty servings available each day, all prepared by five-star chefs.

“Nanxing, you finally made it, I’ve missed you so much,” Su Chen said enthusiastically as soon as Shen Nanxing entered, completely ignoring Shen Chuanqiong.

Shen Nanxing smiled, his eyes curving into a crescent as he greeted, “Su Ge.”

“Hey, Nanxing, it’s only been a few days, and you’ve become even more handsome,” Su Chen exaggerated with a hint of teasing in his voice.

“Xingbao.” Fu Zhiyuan stepped forward, his deep gaze fixed on him.

Shen Nanxing looked at him, a little awkward, and said, “Zh… Zhiyuan Ge.” It was the first time he had called Fu Zhiyuan that, and he felt somewhat uncomfortable.

A smile of satisfaction crossed Fu Zhiyuan’s eyes, and he nodded. Although it wasn’t “Zhiyuan Ge,” it at least showed that their relationship had become much closer. Fu Zhiyuan truly had to thank the cotton candy. Cotton candy was the cat, a name Shen Nanxing had chosen.

Fu Zhiyuan gentlemanly pulled out a chair for Shen Nanxing. “Star Baby, please sit.”

“Thank you,” Shen Nanxing said, not thinking much of it, and sat down.

Fu Zhiyuan’s considerate action of pulling out Shen Nanxing’s chair did not go unnoticed by Su Chen. Was this really the high-cold, aloof Fu Zhiyuan he knew?

“Damn, Old Fu, you’re being biased. How come I’ve never seen you so considerate with me?” Su Chen scrutinized him.

Fu Zhiyuan gave him a cold glare, as if saying, “Do you even deserve that?”

Seeing that Fu Zhiyuan didn’t reply, Su Chen patted Shen Chuanqiong on the side. “Look at him today, doesn’t he seem particularly off? It’s like…”

He felt like he had seen this scene before but couldn’t find the right words to describe it.

Shen Chuanqiong chuckled, “Alright, you’re not jealous of my brother, are you? Could it be that, like the rumors say, you like Fu Zhiyuan?”

Shen Nanxing looked at them, eyes flicking back and forth between Fu Zhiyuan and Su Chen. He seemed to catch the scent of gossip.

Su Chen instantly exploded, “What? This is simply alarmist!” Liking Fu Zhiyuan? The very thought made Su Chen’s scalp tingle, and his limbs stiffened. With that cold face all the time, who would like him?

Fu Zhiyuan gave an exasperated look and coldly replied, “That’s not true.”

“Well, if it’s not true, why are you two reacting so strongly?” Shen Chuanqiong thought Su Chen’s outburst was so loud it nearly burst his eardrums.

He helplessly shrugged. The newspaper wrote it this way, and he was just stating the facts, okay?

Fu Zhiyuan was a young and accomplished man with sharp vision and decisive actions, leading the Fu Group to new heights by his own efforts. His romantic life also became a focal point for the media. Fu Zhiyuan had never been involved in any scandals, and there were very few women around him, leading everyone to speculate that his sexual orientation was likely towards men. And Su Chen became the first victim. Just because he chatted with Fu Zhiyuan for a while at a cocktail party, the media picked up on it, claiming they were having an affair. Not only that, but they also said that Su Chen was the one pursuing Fu Zhiyuan.

When Su Chen saw this news, he was completely frozen. He’d rather stay single for twenty years than be misunderstood like that.

Shen Nanxing covered his mouth and chuckled quietly. “Brother, there’s a saying: the more you explain, the more you’re covering something up.”

“Baby, you make a good point,” Shen Chuanqiong nodded in agreement.

Fu Zhiyuan, afraid that there might be a misunderstanding, seriously explained, “Xingbao, these rumors are all false.” After explaining, he took the chance to kick Su Chen, who was sitting across from him.

Su Chen winced and gasped in pain, looking angrily at Fu Zhiyuan. “Fu, what’s wrong with you? You think I want to be in the news with you?” He was the one most wronged in this situation, okay? Not only was he being slandered, but as a straight guy, this whole thing had made him unable to find a girlfriend.

Shen Nanxing looked at the two of them in confusion, thinking, “Why are they arguing all of a sudden? Could it be that these two really have something going on?”

Fu Zhiyuan muttered, “Sorry, I had a cramp in my leg.”

Su Chen, seeing Fu Zhiyuan say “sorry” without an expression, got even more furious. “What the hell, leg cramp? Why didn’t you cramp yourself to death?”