The Male Lead Was Sent Flying by the Female Lead

With a crack.

The cup in Lu Mingyu's hand was crushed to pieces.

Song Shi'an was startled. What was this about now?

A chill suddenly ran down his neck.

[Could it be that President Wang exposed my secret, and Lu Mingyu wants to kill me to keep me quiet?!]

Lu Mingyu stood up with a dark expression, set the shards of glass in his hand on the table, and smiled. "The quality of this restaurant's cups is a little poor. I have some things to deal with later, President Wang, so I'll be taking my leave."

President Wang also sensed that something was off about the atmosphere. He nodded and did not try to keep them.

The two left together. Seeing Lu Mingyu's grim expression, Song Shi'an panicked like crazy.

[My boss is gay, and I found out about it. What do I do?!]

Countless thoughts raced through his mind. Still, after working by Lu Mingyu's side for so many years, Song Shi'an knew how to talk.

He looked at Lu Mingyu, his face full of determination. "President Lu, you don't need to take President Wang's words to heart. He was definitely slandering you."

After saying that, Song Shi'an looked at Lu Mingyu. Seeing that his expression was still awful, he cautiously added, "Actually, love doesn't need to care about other people's opinions. As long as you like it, that's enough. Whatever you choose, President Lu, I'll support you!"

After all this time, Song Shi'an had finally said something human. Though he did not like men, Lu Mingyu's expression softened as he said slowly, "Let's go back."

With that, he headed for the car.

He had only taken two steps when Song Shi'an's thoughts sounded behind him. [I've comforted you so much, so you can't repay kindness with enmity and take a liking to me!]

Lu Mingyu stumbled as he walked ahead, nearly falling over.

Song Shi'an hurriedly trotted after him, grabbed him to steady him, and asked with concern, "President Lu, what's wrong? Are you drunk? I'll take you home first."

The fist at Lu Mingyu's side clenched, loosened, then clenched again. Only then did he stop himself from throwing a punch.

Listening to Song Shi'an's thoughts, it seemed Song Shi'an knew everything about his future. He could not expose him yet.

He endured.

"I am a little drunk. Then I'll have to trouble Assistant Song!" Lu Mingyu said through gritted teeth.

Song Shi'an thought his tone sounded a little strange, but he did not take it to heart and helped Lu Mingyu into the car.

However, when he sat beside Lu Mingyu, his butt unconsciously shifted to the side. He did not dare sit too close.

Lu Mingyu lived at Crosslake Villa, where every inch of land in Sea City was worth a fortune.

After the car drove into the villa, Song Shi'an went to open the door as if he knew the place by heart.

Seeing that Lu Mingyu's steps were still fairly steady, Song Shi'an did not support him. Instead, he went straight to the kitchen and made some hangover soup.

Going by the domineering CEO's habits over the past five years, whenever he drank at night, his stomach would definitely hurt in the middle of the night.

He would not call a doctor or look for family. He just had to make Song Shi'an take care of him.

Song Shi'an lived close to Lu Mingyu, only about ten minutes away, but going back and forth was still exhausting.

After thinking for a while, he took out the cake the female lead had delivered today. He had not eaten it and had kept it in his bag.

Thinking of that magical setting, Song Shi'an put a piece of cake into the hangover soup and cooked them together.

Once it was done, he carried the hangover medicine to the living room.

Lu Mingyu was lounging on the sofa with his eyes closed, like some lord.

The main lights in the living room were off. Under the dim yellow light, the man's jawline stood out sharply, and his long, curled lashes cast shadows beneath his eyes, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.

[Holy shit! Did this flirtatious guy deliberately pose like that to seduce me?]

Hearing that, Lu Mingyu opened his eyes at once.

His head was full of black lines. His assistant certainly had quite the imagination.

Seeing Lu Mingyu open his eyes, Song Shi'an stepped forward and placed the hangover soup before him. "President Lu, drink the hangover soup first."

Lu Mingyu picked up the soup. Just as he was about to drink it, he noticed the gooey stuff in the bowl. His hand paused. "What is this?"

"This is a new hangover soup I developed. It's good for the stomach," Song Shi'an said without changing expression.

Lu Mingyu frowned at the contents of the bowl, but still drained it in one gulp.

It was just a little rough going down his throat.

After swallowing it with difficulty, Lu Mingyu suddenly felt the discomfort in his stomach subside. He felt refreshed as well.

He could not help asking curiously, "What did you put in this? I feel much better."

[Holy shit! It really works?! What kind of bugged setting is this?!]

"It's just a folk remedy. President Lu, you should rest early. I'll be heading back first," Song Shi'an said with a smile.

Lu Mingyu graciously waved a hand and answered, "Mm. Go back, then."

Song Shi'an let out a sigh of relief, turned around, and hurried toward the door.

[Two single men alone in the same room—it's way too dangerous!]

[Especially when Lu Mingyu is eyeing me like a tiger. What if he can't hold himself back and does me?!]

Song Shi'an was frantic as he pondered, [Should I go home and browse Taobao? See if they sell some iron underwear, preferably with a lock, to protect my chastity.]

[This is too hard. I'm just working a job, yet I have to protect my virginity at all times.]

Lu Mingyu behind him: "..."

Did he look that ravenous?

After returning home, Song Shi'an threw himself onto the bed. He deliberately turned his phone volume all the way up so he would not sleep too deeply at night and miss the domineering CEO's call.

He slept peacefully all night. When Song Shi'an woke up the next morning, he was still a little unsure. Could he have slept too deeply last night and missed a call?

He checked his phone. Last night had been quiet. The domineering CEO had not made a single harassing call.

This was no delicate little white-flower female lead—she was practically his savior!

When Song Shi'an went to work, he felt utterly refreshed.

He even hummed a little tune in high spirits.

So when Tang Ruan came looking for him, Song Shi'an greeted her very warmly. "Miss Tang, is something the matter?"

Tang Ruan's eyes were a little red. "I hit President Lu yesterday, and I feel very guilty. I want to apologize."

"It's fine. President Lu wasn't seriously hurt, so Miss Tang, you don't need to feel guilty," Song Shi'an comforted her thoughtfully.

Tang Ruan wanted to apologize in person, but the domineering CEO was so busy that she had no opportunity. She could only leave.

At noon, Song Shi'an followed Lu Mingyu out for lunch.

The domineering CEO had a very picky palate. He wanted food made fresh, and it had to taste good. If it was even slightly lacking, it would not catch his eye.

After painstakingly picking through the restaurants around the company, the domineering CEO chose a private kitchen restaurant that barely met his standards.

As the domineering CEO's personal assistant, Song Shi'an got to eat and drink along with him. He had to admit that the restaurant the domineering CEO had chosen was delicious.

The restaurant was about a six- or seven-minute walk from the company, and they had to cross a road to get there.

The two crossed the street one after the other when a sedan came driving over. It was as though the car had eyes, heading straight for the domineering CEO.

Song Shi'an watched helplessly as the domineering CEO was sent flying, rolled twice, and plunged headfirst into the bushes beside the road...

The sedan stopped, and a frantic Tang Ruan got out. Seeing the domineering CEO she had sent flying, she cried uncontrollably.

Song Shi'an: "..."

Was she still unwilling to accept that the domineering CEO had sent her flying last time, so she wanted to hit him back?