The CEO's Icy Lover Taming

He glared at her unhappily, then sullenly lowered his head and buried himself in the documents at hand. Seeing that he stopped talking, Ni Moqiang secretly heaved a sigh of relief. She lightened her steps and quickly backed out.

In front of him, even though he was sitting, Ni Moqiang felt an almost unbearable sense of oppression, making her involuntarily want to flee. Strange, why was that? Her adaptability was extremely good, but for more than a year, why couldn't she get rid of this ridiculous feeling?

After she turned around, Ren Jingdong secretly took another glance at her. He muttered resentfully in his heart: Am I a monster? Why is she running away so quickly!

With sharp eyes, he noticed the blush on her ears. Suddenly, he grinned and laughed. The look of joy on his face was just like that of a child who had discovered a secret, simple and innocent.

She came here more than a year ago? Hmm! Ren Jingdong stopped writing and thought for a while. Right, at the beginning, wasn't it because he was eager to find a secretary who wasn't a bit of a lovesick fool that he chose her from among the eight hundred beauties who applied? She dressed like an old maid.

And she never behaved like those women who dressed up gaudily, speaking in a coquettish and voice: "Mr. President, what do you think of this matter? How do you think this arrangement is?" Although he was very fond of women and cherished them, whenever he thought of those nauseatingly sweet voices, he couldn't help but feel goosebumps all over his body.

Ni Moqiang always had the same expression, a smile so faint that it was almost imperceptible. She never said a single superfluous word. She always judged very precisely what should be said and what shouldn't be, what should be managed and what shouldn't be. In dealing with people and matters, she was always so cautious and comprehensive.

Today, when he saw her flustered expression for that moment, he finally caught a glimpse of the side of her that no one knew. It seemed that his Secretary Ni was also a charming beauty with a cold exterior but a warm heart! He put down his pen again and gently leaned back against the chair. Her face when she took off her glasses flashed before his eyes again. Her features were as beautiful as a painting, and her delicate little face was exquisitely carved. However, if it were paired with snow - white and flawless skin, it would really be perfect! He closed his eyes and let his thoughts wander. The more he thought about it, the thirstier he felt.

"helashaevershesawhim,carrlighshadow...."

A deep and magnetic voice suddenly rang out in song. Ren Jingdong straightened up as if electrocuted. He cursed in a low voice in annoyance. His phoenix eyes searched the desktop. He moved aside the blue folder, picked up his phone, looked at the caller ID, and rolled his eyes fiercely.

"Jingdong, why haven't you arrived yet? Are you lingering in some young lady's boudoir again? Don't forget our plan for tonight!" Tianyi chuckled on the other end of the phone.

Ren Jingdong snorted with a sinister laugh, narrowed his eyes dangerously, and said, "Do you think I'm like you? So tasteless as to be in heat at any time? Humph!"

Lan Tianyi growled unhappily, "You brat, get your ass over here quickly. See if I don't beat you until your teeth are all over the floor!"

Vaguely, Ren Jingdong heard people laughing over there, both men and women. He suddenly laughed too, in a good mood. He said casually, "Hehe! Whether I have the guts or not, you'll know after tonight!"

After hanging up the phone, he stood up, turned on the lights in the office, looked at the steadily designed and imposing wall clock, sped up, and threw himself wholeheartedly into his work.

In the noisy and enthusiastic PUB, people of all kinds shuttled back and forth. In this beautiful yet indifferent urban jungle, stories of joy or sorrow, love, friendship, and family affection were staged every day. And the PUB had become the intersection of all these complex relationships and emotions.

The steps of the day gradually receded. The people who came here indulged in the excitement and madness of the nightlife.

Behind the dimly lit bar, the bartender's dexterous hands fluttered up and down. The two wine bottles emitted a mysterious and elegant faint light under the flickering lights.

The bartender, as usual, watched coldly with his worldly black eyes. Countless love stories started, took twists and turns, and ended here... He had been watching for so many years. His bartending skills were getting better and better, keeping him busy, yet he could still calmly watch these old - fashioned plots that were repeated over and over again.