Shen Yu pounded up the stairs and was greeted by the sight of Ji Cიცen leaning against the wall with a smile. His well-tailored suit made him look even taller and straighter, and his long, slender hands rested casually, lending him a reserved yet sexy air.
"A Cen, you look so handsome today!"
Shen Yu gazed in awe at his godlike deskmate. After working himself up for ages, he finally edged over to Ji Cიცen and asked tentatively, "Do you still remember who I am?"
"What goes on in that head of yours all day?" Seeing the curiosity filling his little deskmate's almond-shaped eyes, Ji Cიცen shed his icy demeanor and poked Shen Yu's forehead in amusement. "Did you drink yourself silly?"
"I didn't drink!"
Shen Yu denied it reflexively, then peered up with wide eyes, sneaking glances at the "head of the household" before him.
When Ji Cიცen stared at him with a half smile, teasing evident in the corners of his narrow eyes, Shen Yu lowered his head, feeling a little guilty.
"I only had a teensy sip." He indicated a tiny amount on his little finger with his thumb. Seeing the disbelief in Ji Cიცen's eyes, Shen Yu aggrievedly moved his thumb down a little farther. "Not a drop more. I only got a taste!"
Everyone at the banquet had been exchanging drinks, and even Zhao Jincheng had been wandering around with a wineglass. Shen Yu had pouted, unable to stand it, and insisted on getting some fruit wine to try.
Despite his younger brother's attempts to stop him, Shen Yu had secretly tasted them all. He had never expected Ji Cიცen, who had not even been there, to catch him red-handed.
"You can try it at home, but remember to keep your wits about you when