Chapter 54: Lover (Seventeen)

Chapter 54: Lover (Seventeen)

I love coffee that exudes a sweet and bitter taste, but I love you even more—

"Hah," Song Cheng let out a breath for some inexplicable reason, a strange emotion welling up in his heart, as if whispering that his intuition had indeed been correct.

Han Guoguo was still quietly shedding tears when she received the chairman's call, looking as though she had suffered the greatest grievance in the world.

Hearing the chairman instruct her to brew two cups of coffee and bring them over as soon as possible, she hurriedly pulled out a tissue to wipe the tears from her face and rushed off in a flurry.

Inside the thirty-eighth-floor pantry, Han Guoguo bustled about in a fluster for a long while before finally bringing out the brewed coffee and heading toward the chairman's office.

Su Kui casually flipped through a financial magazine, her index finger lightly tapping her full, cherry-red lips. Her expressive eyes and brows overflowed with infinite charm.

It was about time—

She slammed the magazine shut, feigned a glance at the time, and said to Song Cheng, "How boring. Let me see why the coffee still isn't ready. Honestly, your assistant's work efficiency is just abysmal!"

"Mmm," Song Cheng raised an eyebrow, his thick, dark brows slanting upward into his temples, tacitly agreeing with her remark to a certain extent. "Don't run around blindly. I'll take you out for dinner later."

Su Kui waved her hand without even turning her head. "Got it, got it~"

Such a little ingrate!

Her smile, radiant as summer, dazzled his eyes, causing that peculiar sensation deep within his heart to gradually, slowly, and steadily ferment.

And after the precipitation of time, it would surely bloom into beautiful flowers.

Lost in thought, Song Cheng's mind raced while his fingertips unconsciously twirled a fountain pen—this was an old habit of his; whenever he fell into deep contemplation, he always had to grab something and spin it around...

Suddenly, a piercing cry of pain stabbed straight into his heart—

"Ah! It hurts—!"

Song Cheng was startled. Before his brain could even issue a command, his body had already instinctively strode toward the doorway.

For the first time, he realized his heart could beat this fast. Though he had absolute confidence in the security system of the Song Corporation, he still couldn't help but worry about her.

Just a few steps away, he saw a scene of utter mess. Her chiffon dress was soaked with brownish-hot coffee, steam still rolling off it as it dripped incessantly from the hem of her skirt down to her feet.

Han Guoguo widened her eyes, which resembled those of a startled fawn, and stammered with a hint of terror, "I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

The burning pain on her skin left Su Kui almost speechless. Those two freshly brewed hot cocoas had been spilled almost entirely inside her clothes.

Hearing Han Guoguo's words, Su Kui suddenly had the urge to retort: If apologies were of any use, what would we need the police for?!

Yet, she didn't voice it in the end.

While Han Guoguo was sizing up Su Kui, Su Kui was likewise observing her.

She was a petite girl with pitch-black hair neatly tied into a ponytail, straight bangs, large eyes with prominent aegyo-sal beneath them, and fair skin.

She just happened to have reddish eyes—could it be she had been crying earlier?

Han Guoguo quietly appraised Su Kui, and in the end, she had to admit with quiet deflation that this other person surpassed her in every conceivable way.

With picturesque features, serene and refined elegance, even covered in a complete mess, it did nothing to diminish her pure aura. Wasn't this the exact woman she had caught a few glimpses of earlier, resting in the boss's arms?

Heaven was truly unfair, bestowing upon her such breathtaking beauty and pairing her with a peerless, dashing boyfriend.

As for herself, she could only miserably brew coffee, endure her superior's reprimands, hold the title of a secretarial assistant, and yet do all the menial errands.

Thinking along these lines, a wave of resentment stirred in her chest, though she didn't even know who she was resentful toward.

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(End of this chapter)