"Your finger positioning is off."

  On a Saturday, in the room, Chen Xi was sitting across from Yan Feng, holding a guitar and trying to py.

  The man gnced at her left hand fingers pressing the strings, clicked his tongue, and got up to move behind her.

  In the next second, his broad hand covered the back of the young girl's hand, and instantly, the warmth from the man transferred through the skin. Chen Xi turned her head in a daze, looking at the handsome face so close, and couldn't help but swallow.

  "What's wrong, Little Xi? I'm talking to you, pay attention."

  The feeling of confusion sted less than a second before the young girl snapped out of it, her eyes flickering as she nodded woodenly.

  "Your finger positioning is wrong, you should press the strings straighter, like this..."

  Yan Feng adjusted her left hand fingers so that the fingertips could press directly on the strings, then released his hand and said, "Now try again."

  Chen Xi gnced at the back of her hand that had just been touched by the man, as if his warmth still lingered there.

  Her gaze wandered slightly, and at this moment, she had a mischievous thought. Following Yan Feng's instructions, she pressed her fingertips hard on the strings.

  A wave of pain followed, and the young girl inhaled sharply, looking aggrieved as she said softly, "It hurts..."

  Yan Feng looked at her with a pained expression, but there was nothing he could do. He had to patiently expin:

  "It hurts, but there's no way around it. If you want to py the guitar well, you have to go through this stage. Once you develop calluses on your fingertips, it'll be better."

  Despite saying this, he actually wished the young girl would stop learning the guitar. Watching those delicate, fair hands press red marks into the strings made his heart ache, not to mention the more practice that would follow.

  But Chen Xi was stubborn to a fault. He didn't know why she insisted on learning guitar from him, just like he used to insist on learning from his sister, no matter how much he was persuaded.

  Yan Feng had thought about the reason. Considering the love letter incident and the upcoming art performance, he could roughly guess.

  It was nothing more than liking a certain boy and wanting to show herself more in front of him. Having secretly admired Bai Xi for so many years, he understood this kind of mindset all too well, but...

  "Didn't I just tell you? Your finger positioning is wrong."

  The young girl appeared puzzled on the surface, but a hint of expectation fshed in her eyes. Sure enough, it wasn't long before that broad hand covered her hand again, trying to correct her fingers.

  Looking at the serious yet concerned man in front of her, she couldn't help but slowly smile, changing to another incorrect hand position:

  "I think this works too. Look, if I tilt a bit, it doesn't hurt..."

  The young girl watched as the man's hand reached out again, her smile growing wider.

  …………

  A few days ter.

  Wang Wenxin carried two cups of coffee, looking around as she walked to Gu Qing's desk.

  At this moment, the woman was unusually not sleeping in, but holding a pen, scribbling something on the A4 paper in front of her, her expression dazed, as if she had lost her soul.

  "Here, Sister Gu, coffee, it's cooled down."

  Wang Wenxin pced one of the cups on the woman's desk, then cautiously leaned over and asked in a low voice:

  "Sister Gu, I haven't seen Brother Feng for a few days. Do you know where he went?"

  "On a business trip..."

  Gu Qing replied, her voice hoarse and dry, as if she hadn't drunk water all day, startling Wang Wenxin.

  But that wasn't all. The woman didn't mind not being acknowledged, but as soon as Yan Feng was mentioned, she immediately started compining to herself:

  "Seriously! He said he had to meet the other party in person to discuss the contract. It could have been done over a video call, but he insisted it would seem insincere. So what about me!?"

  As she finished speaking, the woman suddenly lifted the coffee on the table and drank it all in one go, as if it were alcohol, then smmed the cup down on the table, cursing:

  "Crazy fool, heartless fool, rotten fool! So ruthless, going out of town and leaving me behind, saying he'd be back in a few days, leaving me to face those nasty women alone..."

  Wang Wenxin's smile froze at the corners of her mouth. Turning her head, she saw that, as expected, the senior colleagues in the office all seemed to be working diligently, but in reality, they were doing nothing, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.

  She gnced at Sister Li, who gave her a look that roughly meant:

  "Hurry, let her keep talking, we're still listening!"

  The entire morning, the whole company was in a subtle state.

  Without Yan Feng's supervision, almost everyone was somewhat sck, although there were no absences, there were plenty of people scking off and dozing.

  After all, with no leader, even capable people, accustomed to being directed, wouldn't feel at ease without the constraints. Moreover, Yan Feng provided them with top-tier benefits they couldn't get elsewhere.

  However, there were exceptions.

  When Yan Feng was around, almost everyone worked in an orderly manner, with high efficiency, except for Feng Yao.

  When Yan Feng wasn't around, almost everyone cked motivation, listless, except for Feng Yao!

  This girl, for some reason, as long as the man wasn't there, she operated like a precisely controlled machine, the documents and pns she handled were fast and fwless, without a single fault.

  Unfortunately, she was still just a junior employee, without much authority, and her achievements only surprised her superiors, unable to cause much of a stir.

  Thus, the entire morning passed peacefully.

  In the afternoon.

  Gu Qing changed into a formal suit she hadn't worn in ages, tidied herself up in the office mirror, then, as if in mourning, bowed towards Yan Feng's desk.

  "Crazy man bless me... crazy man bless me... crazy man bless me..."

  After silently repeating this three times, the woman brightened her eyes, suddenly stood up, and boldly pushed open the door, walking out under the bewildered gazes of the employees.

  She, Gu Qing, was going to handle the social engagement alone!

  Thinking this, the woman felt an indescribable excitement, like a child living under their parents' wings going shopping alone for the first time, full of pride.

  However, this sense of pride sted less than a few hours.

  When she arrived at the reserved restaurant private room, with everyone present, Gu Qing realized how foolish her earlier thoughts were.

  Considering the potential issues of sending a woman to handle social engagements, Yan Feng had specifically arranged a dinner with female bosses. Firstly, they were all familiar faces, and secondly, it was a chance to train Gu Qing, who was otherwise a zybones.

  The idea was good, but he overlooked one thing.

  When a group of women gathers, without drinking or discussing business, what do they talk about?

  Three things: beauty, fashion, and gossip!

  Thus, Gu Qing sat in her chair, wearing a smile uglier than crying, facing the questions from the other female bosses.

  "Oh, Boss Gu, how old are you, still no boyfriend?"

  "I heard Boss Zhang from the neighboring city, who does seafood business, is also single. Want an introduction? Though the age gap might be a bit much, just a cycle..."

  "Don't worry, Boss Gu, I have a cousin who's about your age. I'll arrange for you two to meet someday. But he's divorced, with two kids, hope you don't mind, Boss Gu..."

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