Promotion, Wealth, and a Dead Boss

Lu Mingyu did not meddle and quickened his pace toward the exit.

They were at an upscale club, so security was guaranteed.

After Tang Ruan had shouted like that, someone would come soon enough.

He did not need to worry so much.

But before he had taken more than a few steps, Tang Ruan rushed out from inside.

She threw herself at Lu Mingyu.

Lu Mingyu staggered from the impact and barely managed to steady himself with a step backward.

He was still carrying Song Shi'an in his arms and could not let go.

The moment Tang Ruan came out, she clung to his leg and cried, "Please, please, help me."

After speaking, Tang Ruan raised her tear-filled eyes slightly, looking utterly shattered and wounded.

But when she saw Song Shi'an in Lu Mingyu's arms, the expression on her face froze for a moment.

The man behind her also came out then, shouting irritably, "It's an honor that I took a liking to you! Don't be so ungrateful! And you dare run?"

As soon as he came out, he met Lu Mingyu's gaze. The man frowned. "What? You trying to play the hero and save the damsel?"

Then he laughed. "He's a gay, isn't he? He's even carrying another man in his arms."

Lu Mingyu could not be bothered with the man's yelling and prepared to leave.

Tang Ruan came to her senses and immediately panicked. She grabbed Lu Mingyu's pant leg. "President Lu, please help me!"

Lu Mingyu said coldly, "Let go."

Tang Ruan wanted to say something more, but the man behind her came over and yanked her away. "Stop begging for help. Look at the man he's holding—he's definitely gay!"

Tang Ruan winced from the pain and looked at Lu Mingyu with tearful, pleading eyes.

Before the man could get his way, other staff members came over to intervene.

Seeing someone had arrived, Lu Mingyu did not linger and strode outside.

Before they reached the car, Song Shi'an suddenly seemed to remember something and jolted awake.

His vision was blurry and his head felt heavy. He struggled as he cried, "The female lead, where's the female lead..."

Lu Mingyu had not wanted to pay him any attention.

But Song Shi'an struggled even more fiercely. "Where's my female lead?! Where's my huge female lead?!"

Lu Mingyu nearly failed to hold onto him and could only say, "She was saved."

The moment Song Shi'an heard that, he instantly settled down and leaned peacefully against Lu Mingyu's chest. "Hehehe, the female lead's still here. I'm going to get promoted, get rich, and kill... hic... kill the boss."

Lu Mingyu: "..."

His face darkened.

Right then, he wanted to toss Song Shi'an straight out.

After finally reaching the car, he opened the door and shoved Song Shi'an inside.

Just as he was about to leave, Song Shi'an suddenly sat up and wrapped his arms around Lu Mingyu.

"Beauty, give me a kiss." Drunkenness emboldened Song Shi'an, and he started flirting outright.

Lu Mingyu covered his mouth in disgust. Song Shi'an did not get angry. "Beauty, you're playing hard to get."

Lu Mingyu: "..."

When had his assistant become so greasy?

Song Shi'an clung to Lu Mingyu like an octopus. The more Lu Mingyu resisted, the tighter he clung.

But their strength was worlds apart. Song Shi'an was no match for Lu Mingyu, and after only a few moves, Lu Mingyu broke free.

After Lu Mingyu broke free, tears began streaming down Song Shi'an's face. "Sob sob sob~ Why are you rejecting me? Sob sob sob~ I've lived for over twenty years and I'm still a virgin. Sob sob sob~ Ever since I joined Lu Group, I get up earlier than a chicken, sleep later than a dog, and work harder than an ox.

"Every day, all I do is work, work! I finally got an annual salary of a million, and I still have to put up with my boss's crap."

"Sob sob sob~ How about you get together with me? Don't worry, I'll be rich soon. I'll support you!"

Lu Mingyu was so angry he nearly laughed.

He decisively shut the door. The driver had just arrived and, after getting into the car, asked, "Young Master, where are we going first?"

Lu Mingyu glanced at Song Shi'an in the backseat. Seeing how drunk he was, he figured Song Shi'an probably could not remember where his own home was right now.

"Back to the villa," Lu Mingyu said.

The driver stepped on the gas and drove off.

Having finished making a fuss, Song Shi'an was now completely asleep.

He was much quieter.

The driver pulled into the villa and glanced at the dead-drunk Song Shi'an in the backseat. "President Lu, do you need help?"

"No need. Go home first," Lu Mingyu said.

The driver was not one to meddle. He acknowledged him and turned to leave.

Lu Mingyu carried Song Shi'an to the guest room.

Song Shi'an slept like a dead pig. The moment he touched the bed, he found a comfortable position for himself and drifted into a heavy sleep.

The next day.

When Song Shi'an woke up, his head felt like it was splitting apart.

He clutched his head and groaned softly.

He seemed to have gotten drunk last night.

The alcohol had tasted sweet. How had it gotten him drunk so easily?

Once he became a little more clear-headed, memories from last night flooded back piece by piece, making Song Shi'an stiffen for a moment.

He... he seemed to have done something outrageous to Lu Mingyu last night!

As the memories gradually returned, Song Shi'an wanted to smash his head into a block of tofu.

This was too embarrassing!

Aaaaaah!!

He sat bolt upright despite feeling deathly ill, clawing at his hair in frustration.

He looked around, and his body stiffened.

He was still in Lu Mingyu's home.

The moment he stepped outside, he would have to face Lu Mingyu.

How was he supposed to talk his way out of this?

It was over! Totally over!!

Song Shi'an felt as if the sky were about to collapse.

He had diligently worked like a corporate slave for so many years, only to ruin it all with a few drunken words!

Song Shi'an spent half an hour mentally preparing himself in bed before tremblingly opening the door and walking out.

He planned to go home first and recover, but the moment he came downstairs, he saw Lu Mingyu sitting in the living room.

Lu Mingyu sat on the sofa with a magazine in hand, looking down as he flipped through it.

Song Shi'an: [Always putting on airs and reading magazines. What news can't be found online these days?]

Lu Mingyu's lashes trembled lightly. He had not even seen Song Shi'an yet when Song Shi'an's inner voice reached him.

Though he grumbled inwardly, he still wore a respectful expression on his face.

He walked up to Lu Mingyu and said softly, "President Lu, thank you for taking me in yesterday."

Lu Mingyu raised his eyes to look at him, amusement glinting in his dark gaze.

Song Shi'an shuddered, and even his words began to stammer. "P-President Lu, I'm sorry. My alcohol tolerance is terrible. I got drunk and blacked out last night. I don't remember anything."

Song Shi'an was so nervous his toes were curling into the floor as he prayed inwardly, [Don't mention last night. Please don't mention it. Don't mention it!!]

Watching Song Shi'an cower as though he wanted to shrink himself into a turtle, a wicked smile tugged at Lu Mingyu's lips.

He set down the magazine in his hand and said lightly, "Assistant Song was quite wild last night."

Song Shi'an's mind exploded with a bang.

He lowered his head and closed his eyes. He was committed to playing dumb now!

"Ah?" Song Shi'an looked bewildered. "Did something happen last night? Sorry, President Lu. My behavior when I drink may not be very good."

Lu Mingyu's lips curved slightly. "It wasn't anything major..."

Song Shi'an immediately let out a sigh of relief. [Thank goodness. The domineering CEO isn't the sort to hold grudges over every little thing.]

After a brief pause, he continued, "You just said I was playing hard to get."