Awakening

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Song Shi'an had conscientiously worked as a CEO's assistant for five years when he suddenly awakened, realizing he was inside an old-school CEO romance novel!

In the early chapters, the CEO abused his wife a thousand times over; in the later chapters, it was a tearful chase to win her back.

And he, as the all-around assistant in this book, delivered flowers and gifts, caught cheaters red-handed, could sit at a banquet table smilingly discussing multi-billion-dollar contracts, and could venture out in the middle of a midnight rain to deliver condoms.

The moment he thought about how heavy his future workload would be, Song Shi'an instantly wanted to resign.

"Assistant Song." A low, magnetic voice sounded from within the office.

Song Shi'an hurriedly opened the door and went in, instantly plastering an official smile onto his face, "President Lu."

Lu Mingyu raised his gaze from behind the executive desk. He possessed the standard handsome face of a CEO, and his body also radiated the overbearing aura of someone in a position of power.

He looked at Song Shi'an and said admiringly, "You did an excellent job this time. I've already told finance to add 100,000 in bonuses to your paycheck this month."

Song Shi'an wore a dazed expression, wishing he could slap his past self from a moment ago.

How could he have been so foolish just now, wanting to pick a fight with money?!

Even though the CEO had a ton of annoying quirks, he was truly generous when it came to handing out cash!

Right now, his annual salary alone was over a million, not to mention all kinds of bonuses!

"Many thanks, President Lu." Song Shi'an smiled and accepted it.

This time, the smile was completely sincere.

Just as he finished speaking, another knock sounded at the door, and a pretty woman walked in. The woman wore a professional suit that outlined her perky, hourglass figure, wore a deceptive natural-looking makeup style, and had a cascade of smooth, black hair hanging down her back.

She looked like a delicate, pure lotus flower.

She was also holding a cup of tea in her hand, walking toward Lu Mingyu's direction.

This must be the female protagonist, Tang Ruan. She was indeed pretty, especially with that innocent face that easily stirred a man's pity.

He remembered this as the first meeting between the CEO and the female protagonist, where the female protagonist accidentally spilled tea on the CEO's shirt.

She would apologize guiltily, stating she would definitely wash it and bring it back to the CEO, and the CEO would be conquered by this unyielding, delicate-lotus persona of hers.

Sparks of affection would grow.

But...

Song Shi'an glanced at the steaming hot tea.

That looks like freshly boiled water. If it splashes onto the CEO, won't it scald him and raise a couple of blisters?

If it scalds his chest, blisters will form on his chest by then... He'll have to wear a bra to work tomorrow.

While Song Shi'an was quietly making sarcastic remarks in his mind, he saw Lu Mingyu's gaze land squarely on him.

He felt a bit scalp-tingling from the stare and unconsciously touched his face.

What's going on? Why is he staring at me so intently all of a sudden? Is there something on my face?

On the other side, Tang Ruan was stepping methodically closer to Lu Mingyu with the tea. Watching as her body swayed slightly and her footing grew unstable, the tea in her hand was about to spill onto Lu Mingyu.

He then heard Lu Mingyu coldly speak, "The outfit I'm wearing is high-end custom, worth millions, and cannot touch water."

That frail, fragile lotus flower who looked like she would fall at a gust of wind forcefully dropped into a horse stance, steadying her body. The tea tray that was about to slip from her grasp was also yanked back desperately into her hands.

A forced smile appeared on Tang Ruan's face as she steadily placed the tea by Lu Mingyu's side and said softly, "President Lu, the tea you asked for."

"Who are you?" Seeing that the tea was safely placed on the desk, Lu Mingyu finally cast a scrutinizing gaze at Tang Ruan.

Tang Ruan immediately lowered her head and explained shyly, "My name is Tang Ruan, the new secretarial assistant."

"I recall that secretarial assistants do not have the clearance to enter the executive office. How did you get in?" Lu Mingyu asked mercilessly.

The smile on Tang Ruan's face stiffened, and she explained with a hint of grievance, "I... I just saw that everyone was busy, so I came to help deliver the tea."

Lu Mingyu's gaze was indifferent, "Do what matches your status. You overstepped."

Tang Ruan clenched her hands tightly, lowering her head with an embarrassed expression, "I... I understand."

Song Shi'an looked strangely at the scene before him. How come it was different from what he knew?

Was the CEO so fierce in the early stages? Did he still plan to chase his wife later on?

Seeing that Tang Ruan was still rooted to the spot, Lu Mingyu tapped his fingertips lightly against the desktop and said impatiently, "Are you not leaving, or are you waiting for me to invite you out?"

Tears had already gathered in the corners of Tang Ruan's eyes. She raised her gaze to look pitifully at Lu Mingyu, and seeing that Lu Mingyu had no intention of paying her any mind, she finally turned and left.

With the good show over, Song Shi'an had no intention of lingering either and prepared to slip away quietly.

Just as he took a step, he heard Lu Mingyu speak, "Assistant Song."

Song Shi'an stopped in his tracks, turned around, and asked, "President Lu, is there something you need?"

Lu Mingyu looked at him and asked, "What do you think of the woman just now?"

He was asking him what he thought of the female protagonist? This was the future CEO's wife, a person he couldn't afford to offend!

"Assistant Tang looks very pure and kind..." Song Shi'an racked his brains searching for words of praise, and after pondering for a long time, he squeezed out, "And her moves are quite agile."

Just those two quick motions from moments ago were not something an ordinary person could pull off.

"Then what do you think of me?" Lu Mingyu continued to ask.

Song Shi'an blurted out almost instantly, "President Lu, you are wise and mighty, decisive in your actions, respectful to the elderly and loving to the young, able to write to bring peace to the realm with your pen, and able to mount a horse to secure the empire with your martial prowess..."

Before he could finish sucking up, he was interrupted by a raised hand from Lu Mingyu, who looked over with deep, dark eyes. "Do you really think all that?"

Song Shi'an nodded with an expression of utmost sincerity. "Really!"

Having been by Lu Mingyu's side for so long, this level of flattery was still something he could dish out with effortless ease.

Except for what he was thinking in his head:

What a fucking idiot of a boss. He gets headached and stomachached in the middle of the night on a whim, acting so damn precious, and even makes me deliver medicine and porridge at midnight. If I were so much as a woman, the rumors would already be flying everywhere.

I seriously find it bizarre. Does this illness suffer from daytime phobia? Does it insist on acting up only when night falls?

Corporate slave life is truly hard, and on top of that, I have to change up the patterns to praise my own fucking idiot of a boss. Good thing my mental fortitude is strong; even if I were facing a pile of shit, I could still sing its praises.

Lu Mingyu: "..."

Song Shi'an felt that the gaze Lu Mingyu was casting his way seemed to grow increasingly profound and icy.

Song Shi'an felt a bit apprehensive inside. Was it something he said just now that offended Lu Mingyu? Why did the man's complexion look somewhat dark?

Just as he was feeling anxious and uneasy inside, Lu Mingyu finally opened his mouth with merciful grace. "It's nothing. You can head out first."

Releasing a heavy sigh of relief, Song Shi'an briskly left the office.

His own desk was right outside the Executive Office to make it convenient to respond to calls at a moment's notice.

Yet today's Lu Mingyu was a bit strange, acting as though he had lost his mind.

Whatever, he had served as Lu Mingyu's assistant for so many years; what kind of things had he not witnessed!

Inside the Executive Office.

Lu Mingyu half-leaned against his chair.

A moment ago, he had seemingly heard Song Shi'an's inner voice, and moreover, in Song Shi'an's thoughts, he himself apparently remained the male protagonist.

To this point, Lu Mingyu held no objections. After all, with someone as exceptional as himself, being a male protagonist was only natural.

Yet the female protagonist appeared to be that woman from earlier today whose brain was abnormal.

This realization caused Lu Mingyu to unconsciously furrow his brows.