Chapter 46

“Wow, celebrities are really different, their aura is unlike ordinary people…”

“He looks even better in person than on TV… and those legs, so long!”

“Can I take a photo? Will I get scolded by fans if I take one now?!”

“Let’s not. We need to maintain the image of the company. We’ll ask after he signs the contract.”

“Excuse me.” Secretary Li came over with refreshments, and the crowd automatically made way.

He said, “Is everyone done with their work, or are we all here to watch? I’ve never seen you all so enthusiastic even when President Shen and other big shots are in a meeting.”

Someone chuckled, “We’ve seen plenty of big shots, but seeing a celebrity is a first!”

Secretary Li chuckled to himself, thinking, ‘I saw the celebrity in person months ago, at the VIP seats of a concert, and it was President Shen who arranged the tickets!’

Money makes a difference. Ordinary people chase stars around, but President Shen brings them directly to the company.

As he opened the office door, the young man who was conversing with President Shen looked over. His skin was almost translucent under the light, with lively peach-blossom eyes and a smile on his lips. Anyone who saw this smile would naturally feel calm.

Secretary Li placed the refreshments on the table. “I’m not sure about your preferences, so I picked a variety of desserts.”

Yan Zhao: “Thank you, and sorry for the trouble. I accidentally got the contract wet. Could you print another copy?”

Secretary Li stepped out of the room: “Of course, please wait a moment.”

Yan Zhao came here today to sign an endorsement deal.

One of the areas recently developed and researched by Yuanzhao Group is drones. Their latest model is about to be launched, and to attract more female consumers, they’ve chosen the current popular celebrity Yan Zhao as their spokesperson.

At least that’s the official story.

Yan Zhao wants to know if his relationship with his man had anything to do with him getting this endorsement.

Upon hearing his question, Shen Yuanting lowered his eyes, playing with the pen in his hand. “You can guess.”

Yet he didn’t give him a straightforward answer.

Yan Zhao: “Just tell me, ‘yes’ or ‘no’. It’s not fun guessing between two options.”

Shen Yuanting smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth. “It’s amusing to see you anxious.”

Yan Zhao: “…” What a nuisance.

The office space is entirely glass, and the employees, after watching them sign contracts and discuss work for a while, have lost their curiosity and returned to their positions. However, due to the layout, they can still easily see what’s happening in the office just by lifting their heads.

If he were at home, Yan Zhao might have already resorted to the special means reserved only for his boyfriend. Unfortunately, they were in a public place, so he could only maintain a distant and polite demeanor.

Yan Zhao attempted to deduce, “My agent is excellent, and I’m also excellent.”

Shen Yuanting responded, “So?”

Yan Zhao continued, “So, I got the endorsement deal on my own.”

Shen Yuanting just said, “Oh.”

“Oh” doesn’t help at all! Just give me the answer!

Naturally glancing outside the room to ensure that the employees were all focused on their work, Yan Zhao swiftly grabbed the man’s tie: “You have three minutes to spill the truth!”

Shen Yuanting chuckled softly, his chest vibrating slightly.

Yan Zhao released his grip and sat back, crossing one leg over the other with a relaxed demeanor.

His casual and carefree appearance made it hard for people to imagine that he actually had a very delicate mind.

Shen Yuanting tapped his fingers on the edge of the desk absentmindedly, “Whether you got it on your own or I gave it to you, is it necessary to make that distinction?”

Without hesitation, Yan Zhao replied, “Yes, it is.”

Shen Yuanting blinked slowly and asked, “Why?”

Was it because their relationship hadn’t reached a point where they could ignore the difference between “given” and “received”?

Yan Zhao explained, “What if the endorsement you gave me made me think I earned it myself, and then I show off in front of you? That would be embarrassing.”

Shen Yuanting: “…”

Since the topic was brought up, Yan Zhao decided to ask everything at once. He looked at Shen Yuanting sideways and said, “By the way, how many resources did you actually provide me with? Don’t say I should guess it.”

Shen Yuanting did have quite a few resources at his disposal, but after filtering, only a few remained. It wasn’t that the resources were bad; it’s just that Shen Yuanting felt they weren’t worthy of his top celebrity.

Shen Yuanting replied, “Three.”

Yan Zhao leaned on his chin and mentioned three names.

Shen Yuanting asked, “Didn’t you already know?”

Yan Zhao said proudly, “I guessed, and everything you gave me was exceptionally good.”

The young man’s dark eyes were shining, and the corners of his mouth were raised. Seeing that he was not irritated, but actually a little happy, Shen Yuanting breathed a sigh of relief and asked, “Then how will you repay me?”

Yan Zhao maintained a smile, but his tone was icy: “No repayment. Giving me good resources and secretly providing resources cancel each other out!”

Shen Yuanting, “…” , still feeling upset.

Yan Zhao dropped the smiling facade and frowned as he admonished, “I thought those were carrots I grew myself, but it turns out you told me you secretly dug a hole and buried that carrot overnight!”

Shen Yuanting found this metaphor oddly cute.

Yan Zhao was still fixated on his carrots. He raised his eyes, filled with suspicion, “The drone wasn’t something you gave me too, was it?”

If Shen Yuanting answered “yes,” Yan Zhao would smash the carrot in Shen Yuanting’s face!

Shen Yuanting hadn’t handled this endorsement. He reassured, “No, that drone was something you grew yourself.”

Yan Zhao felt relieved, “Don’t bury carrots in my field again.”

Shen Yuanting replied, “Alright.”

Yan Zhao added, “But you can give me the carrots instead.”

Shen Yuanting, “…..”

Yan Zhao narrowed his eyes, a slight blush creeping up his ears. “Who gifts something without saying? Others give presents and want to announce it to the world with trumpets blaring, but you pretend like you’ve done nothing…”

Shen Yuanting hesitated, “I was afraid you… wouldn’t accept it.”

A faint blush appeared on Yan Zhao’s face, barely noticeable. “How could I not accept what you’ve given me?” He spoke with confidence, “And besides, it’s all going to be mine eventually, so timing doesn’t matter.”

Only he could speak with such arrogance. Shen Yuanting couldn’t help but smile at him, emotions swirling in his eyes like the sea under the daylight. Yan Zhao paused for a moment, then returned a faint smile.

Shen Yuanting asked, “Do you want to visit my office?”

Yan Zhao replied, “Sure.”

Shen Yuanting’s office was on the top floor, with a view of the endless sky outside.

Yan Zhao took a stroll around and noticed the magazines he had just photographed on the desk.

The young man wore several rings on his fingers and a bracelet on his wrist. Despite the complex and heavy attire, it did not appear cumbersome on him; it only complemented his increasingly radiant face.

Yan Zhao sighed, “I look so handsome.”

Shen Yuanting, “…..”

In addition to the magazines, there were also many documents on the desk.

Yan Zhao looked at the titles, feeling a headache coming on, and wondered how Shen Yuanting managed everything. He asked, “President Shen, have you finished your work?”

Shen Yuanting replied, “Almost.”

Yan Zhao remarked, “So you haven’t finished yet, and you’re secretly reading magazines!”

“I was just looking at the covers. And if it weren’t for picking you up, I would have finished already,” Shen Yuanting glanced at the clock, “It’s almost quitting time.”

Yan Zhao teased, “Looks like you’ll have to work overtime.”

Shen Yuanting responded, “I don’t want to. Unless you stay and keep me company.”

Nonsense. If I don’t keep you company, who else will?

Although he thought this, Yan Zhao asked verbally, “Am I your secretary?”

Shen Yuanting smiled, “If you want to be.”

Yan Zhao said, “I’m Yan, the secretary.”

Shen Yuanting nodded.

Yan Zhao: “Secretary Yan wants to sit in the boss’s chair!”

Shen Yuanting: “Go ahead.”

Yan Zhao eagerly sat in the chair, spun around once, and gazed out of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Yan Zhao: “Secretary Yan wants to take over the throne.”

Shen Yuanting: “Alright, then you deal with the documents.”

Yan Zhao: “I’m just kidding, not really taking over.”

Since there were no outsiders, Yan Zhao became even more brazen in his posture. He slouched in the chair, legs crossed and propped up on the desk, displaying unusual arrogance.

Yan Zhao: “I want some water. President Shen, pour me some.”

Shen Yuanting glanced at him and went to make a cup of black coffee instead.

Yan Zhao: “President Shen, feed me.”

Shen Yuanting then brought the cup to his lips.

Yan Zhao paused before taking a sip, smelling the familiar bitterness. “Did you add sugar?”

Shen Yuanting’s tone remained calm: “I did.”

Yan Zhao suspiciously glanced at him and licked his lips.

Ew!

Yan Zhao complained with a sense of injustice, “It’s bitter… You tricked me! You’re about to lose your secretary Yan!!!”

“Is that so? Let me taste.” Shen Yuanting set the coffee aside, pinched Yan Zhao’s chin, and kissed him.

“Mmm!” Yan Zhao was taken aback by the kiss, retracting his legs and holding onto the man’s shoulders, gripping his shirt tightly.

The bitterness gradually dissipated, replaced by a fire that surged from his tongue down, leaving him dizzy.

As the kiss ended, Yan Zhao hugged Shen Yuanting’s neck and leaned in to kiss him.

Shen Yuanting’s fingers slid down Yan Zhao’s spine, gently caressing him like petting a cat.

The two stumbled towards the floor-to-ceiling window, with Shen Yuanting pressing against Yan Zhao from behind, nibbling his earlobe. “Just one-way, wanna try?”

Yan Zhao gasped, his shirt half-hanging on his elbow. “No, I don’t want to try!”

Shen Yuanting chuckled softly. “Be good. Secretary Yan may not be good at other things, but you can at least help the boss with some tasks.”

Yan Zhao blushed: “Shen Yuanting!”

Shen Yuanting casually responded with a “Hmm” and kissed his face.

…

Yan Zhao curled up on the sofa, covered with a thin blanket.

He slept for a while and woke up with a slight redness around his eyes, clearly having been bullied.

Behind the desk, the man was dealing with documents, his expression calm, his shirt neat, showing no signs of wrongdoing—except for the marks on his black suit hanging on the chair…

And both the chair and the desk, they…

How could he be so composed!

Yan Zhao tightened the blanket, blushing and softly murmuring, “President Shen, Secretary Yan feels uncomfortable…”

Shen Yuanting paused his writing, walked to the sofa, sat beside him, and touched his face, asking, “Where does it hurt?”

Yan Zhao replied, “It’s… leaking out…”

Shen Yuanting: “…”

President Shen took Secretary Yan, who was feeling uncomfortable, back home, and patiently helped him bathe, enduring all the hardships and difficulties.

Yan Zhao remarked, “I’ll never sit in the boss’s chair again…”

Shen Yuanting replied, “Whether you sit or not, it’s all the same.”

Yan Zhao: “…..”