A jaw-dropping sight

"Ah... Aheng..."

At the sight of Lu Heng's thunderous expression, Xia Zhi did not even dare call him "honey."

"I was wrong."

She cautiously tried to defend herself.

"But you didn't knock when you came in, either. How was I supposed to know you'd suddenly come in, and with a whole crowd of people..."

Her voice grew quieter and quieter.

Fine, she had accidentally embarrassed him again.

Lu Heng strode up to Xia Zhi in a few long steps and looked down at her. "Why should I knock to enter my own office?"

"And you-who were you trying to seduce, looking like that just now?"

Forced to lean back by Lu Heng's approach, Xia Zhi felt wronged. She had forgotten her surroundings while playing her game. She had always been like this at home.

"Aheng, I didn't mean to. I won't do it again."

A wise person knew when to yield.

Xia Zhi knew very well when to stand firm and when to back down.

Right now, for example, she was in the wrong and had to meekly admit defeat. Otherwise, she would just be unreasonable.

Her clear, doe-like eyes gazed at him, silently begging for mercy. She looked so pitiful and adorable that Lu Heng suddenly felt an urge to bully her mercilessly.

Seeing the archvillain take another step closer, his nose almost touching hers, Xia Zhi instinctively leaned farther back. Both arms struggled to support her against the desk as she teetered on the verge of falling.

Lu Heng reached out, caught Xia Zhi by the ear, and tugged her back, just like a parent disciplining a child.

"Remember who you are at all times when you're out."

Xia Zhi felt that the gesture did little harm but was deeply humiliating, and she could not help struggling.

"I know."

Lu Heng let go. Xia Zhi immediately lost her balance and fell backward toward the desk, her waist bending into an elegant curve. He swiftly caught her around the waist and steadied her.

Still a little shaken, Xia Zhi clung tightly to Lu Heng's shoulders.

Their eyes met.

A faint smile actually showed in his usually indifferent eyes. His large hand gave the side of her waist a meaningful squeeze.

"Such a supple waist."

While Xia Zhi was still wondering whether his words held some veiled meaning, the archvillain had already released her.

"Wait for me inside."

Xia Zhi followed his gaze.

So the archvillain had a separate space for working and resting within his office.

"Okay."

Somehow, although the archvillain had only squeezed her waist, Xia Zhi's legs felt a little weak as she walked.

The lounge door had barely closed when the man's cold voice rang out outside.

"Come in."

Only then did the group file into the office.

Xia Zhi looked around the lounge. It felt as though she had entered the archvillain's inner world and seen a side of him no one knew.

So tidy.

That was Xia Zhi's strongest impression after looking around.

Everything was neatly sorted, even the quilt folded into crisp corners. The sheets were so smooth that not a single wrinkle showed.

To the habitually easygoing Xia Zhi, it seemed...

So exhausting.

The archvillain's life is so damn exhausting.

Suddenly, a facedown photo frame on the bedside table caught Xia Zhi's attention. Curious, she reached out to turn it over and look, but abruptly stopped. Wasn't it wrong to pry into someone's privacy like this?

Forget it.

I won't look.

It must be his lover.

It might well be some gorgeous guy. After all, with the archvillain's looks-and judging by the way he acts, he's definitely a top-that little bottom can't be bad-looking.

The more Xia Zhi thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

She could not help growing curious about that little bottom's appearance again. What would he have to look like to be worthy of the archvillain's looks?

After an internal struggle, Xia Zhi finally gave in to curiosity and reached her wicked hand toward the frame...

"What are you doing?"

The icy voice frightened Xia Zhi into immediately withdrawing her outstretched hand. She gave a couple of awkward laughs.

"Nothing? Are you done? Shall we go, then?"

Lu Heng gave her another suspicious look. "I'm changing."

"Find me a casual outfit in the wardrobe."

*??*

The archvillain actually owns casual clothes?

Xia Zhi had never seen Lu Heng wear casual clothes before. "Okay."

She obediently went to search his wardrobe.

Lu Heng turned and went into the bathroom.

Hearing the rush of water inside, Xia Zhi could not help thinking that the archvillain really did care about Tang Green Tea's family. He even had to get himself clean and tidy just to visit them. The last time he went back to the family residence, he had simply gotten into the car and left.

There were few casual clothes in the wardrobe, so her options were limited. They were all coordinated outfits, too, which saved Xia Zhi some trouble.

After picking out the clothes, Xia Zhi knocked on the bathroom door.

The water stopped, and the man asked, "What is it?"

"I brought your clothes."

"Leave them outside."

Xia Zhi: "!!"

"You're planning to come out to get dressed?"

Her first thought was of the nosebleed.

Lu Heng seemed to remember something too. Amusement crept into his voice. "Then hand them to me."

He had clearly decided to spare her.

Xia Zhi hurriedly stuffed the clothes into his outstretched hand, not daring to take even one extra look.

Soon, he emerged from the bathroom. Dressed casually, the archvillain looked less forbidding than usual, his features taking on a touch of boyishness. He was still so handsome that she could not look away.

Mm.

The archvillain's looks really are unreal.

Seeing Xia Zhi staring straight at him without so much as moving her eyes, looking utterly dazed, Lu Heng inexplicably found his mood improving. He walked over and lightly flicked her forehead.

"Let's go."

"...Oh."

Xia Zhi remained lost in the archvillain's flawless good looks, unable to escape.

Thud.

Her nose slammed hard into a "wall."

Xia Zhi sucked in a breath and rubbed her aching nose. Is his back made of stone?

Lu Heng turned to meet Xia Zhi's rather reproachful gaze. Her small, upturned nose was slightly red; she had clearly hit it hard.

"Can't you watch where you're going?"

He pulled her to his side and led her out with him.

Just then, Jiang Cheng hurried over to report, "President Lu, President Fu is here. He's waiting for you in the meeting room."

Xia Zhi's heart lurched. President Fu?

It couldn't be Fu Ting'an, could it?

Lu Heng's expression instantly darkened. "I'm not seeing him."

Jiang Cheng was just about to go turn President Fu away when the man himself emerged from the meeting room and approached Lu Heng with a cheeky grin.

"Aheng, isn't this a bit much? What my brother did was rotten, but that wife of yours isn't exactly easy to deal-"

Before he could finish, he spotted the woman behind Lu Heng.

She was staring at him with wide, dark eyes, looking just like a frightened little animal.

Xia Zhi had indeed been badly frightened, but she finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw who it was.

It was not Fu Ting'an.

Then is he Fu Ting'an's older brother?

Xia Zhi recalled the original novel's plot. Besides his assistant Jiang Cheng, the villain had a few close male friends. Fu Tingyan was one of them.

Then this man must be Fu Tingyan.

Fu Tingyan looked as though he had seen a ghost when he spotted Xia Zhi. Seeing that Lu Heng was still holding her wrist nearly made his jaw drop.

What is going on?

Lu Heng suddenly turned to Xia Zhi and asked, "Are you still wearing that watch?"