He is not Liu Xiaohui

  It was already after 8 pm when Yan Baiyan finished the meeting. His assistant followed him, reporting on the schedule for the next day. As soon as he pushed open the door to his office, he suddenly stopped in his tracks and slightly raised his hand to interrupt his assistant's words.

  The assistant was taken aback and followed Yan Baiyan's gaze to look over, only to discover a woman lying on the black sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window, her eyes closed as if she were asleep. He couldn't help but feel shocked - how did this woman suddenly barge into the general manager's office? Just as he was about to turn around and call security, Yan Baiyan deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Put your things on the desk, you can go home now."

  The assistant hesitated for a moment, but still nodded and followed suit.

  The tempered glass blocked out the neon noise outside the window, and the office was not lit, only the colorful lights of the street lamps under the night sky flew in, the light was very dim, so dim that only a layer of thin silver light was left on the woman's cheek, making her cheek even more like the silver moon in the night sky.

  It's Su Ye.

  She sat quietly on the sofa, her long hair scattered like seaweed, occasionally a car shadow jumped over the long window, as if ripples spread to her eyebrows. Yan Bo didn't disturb her, sitting down beside her, also quietly gazing at her, his tall figure completely covering her.

  For a moment, the office fell into an indescribable silence.

  Her eyes looked like quiet animals, without the usual sharpness and strong outer shell, only unguarded reality. The faint light fell gently on her long eyelashes, and the dense and long eyelashes seemed to be unable to bear the weight of this layer of light, trembling slightly. Yan Bo saw it in his eyes, suddenly thinking of a butterfly's wings, beautiful and fragile.

  A strand of long hair fell on the chest of Su Ye, draping over her collarbone, making her skin look even more like condensed snow. Yan Bo suddenly stretched out his hand and wrapped this strand of hair around his fingertips. Perhaps due to the air conditioning, the hair felt slightly cool when it came into contact with him, and this coolness stuck to his skin, causing his heart to stir for a moment.

  The Su Ye on the sofa slept a bit restlessly, she moved and her cheek also turned over, that strand of hair fell back onto her cheek, slightly covering her lips, and her eyebrows furrowed.

  Nian Baiyan looked at her, unable to help but purse his lips slightly, and placed his fingers on the space between her eyebrows. Perhaps it was comforting, Su Ye relaxed her brows, but somewhat childishly rubbed her face, and her cherry lips involuntarily pouted.

  Perhaps it was the beauty of the night, or perhaps he was too lonely in the falling night, so when the soft and light voice escaped her lips, Yan Bai's fingers hesitated for a moment, his heart seemed to be lightly tapped open, and an unprecedented flutter crept up, or perhaps it wasn't a flutter, but more like a small spark that ignited, his throat felt dry, yearning to quench his thirst with icy spring water.

  His fingers changed direction and landed on the woman's lips, the pleasant sensation made his heart feel soft and tender. As he looked at her, his tall figure slowly leaned down, his thin lips inching closer to the woman's perfect nose bone, close enough that he could feel her almost inaudible breathing, her enchanting fragrance, her lips like a lotus flower, tempting him to lower his head bit by bit.

  Shadows dance, outside the window is a brilliant night, but inside, it's a tangled and lingering love.

  The light at the bottom of Nian Baiyan's eyes became increasingly deep, and the breath that fell mixed with the thin air between the two people, even between their lips. Suddenly, a neon light flashed strongly somewhere, and when Nian Baiyan was about to kiss her lips, it dazzled his eyes, he stiffened suddenly, looking at the woman who still quietly closed her eyes in his arms, and didn't move for a long time before sitting up straight again.

  He suppressed his restless heart and stood stiffly like an iron plate for a long time before self-mockingly asking himself what was wrong with him.

  When Su Ye opened her eyes, she only felt a warm light entering her eyes, and for a moment, she forgot where she was. Between breaths, there were familiar masculine woody scents and faint tobacco flavors. When she lowered her head to look, she found herself wearing a man's jacket at some point, as if a bead had jumped up and down on her chest a few times. She slightly raised her eyes, and the corner of her eye inadvertently swept across the man sitting at the office desk.

  Nian Baiyan was flipping through the documents, his expression serious and focused. A faint beam of light fell on the desk, outlining the contours of his profile - a straight nose like an ice knife, slightly pursed thin lips, and a sexy square chin. Everything about him seemed to be perfectly captured by this dim light.

  It's said that men are most charming in two situations: one is when they spend money on women, and the other is when they focus on their work. It seems that heaven still favors her, as she has encountered both sides of Yan Bojian without any difference.

  To be honest, Nianbai Yan in the workplace is really quite charming, not only because of his excellent appearance, but also due to the seriousness and solemnity between his eyebrows. His gaze is steady and calm, he must be a confident person to have such a gaze. However, she couldn't understand why this man who does things thoroughly and always has the upper hand would come to make things difficult for her alone.

  Thinking so, he couldn't help but let out a light sigh, but unexpectedly caught the attention of Nian Boyan. It was true that this office was too quiet, with only the sound of the clock ticking away and the soft rustling of papers being turned over.

  Nian Baiyan sat still in his leather chair, hearing a noise and lifting his head to look over, "You're awake."

  His voice sounds more alluring on such a quiet night.

  "Uh-huh." Su Ye was intimidated by his voice, especially in an unfamiliar environment. Looking out the window, it was also a beautiful night scene. It seemed that time wasn't early either. Who knows, maybe the whole building was left with just the two of them...

  "Director Nian's meeting has gone on long enough." On the surface, she was saying strong words, but in reality, she was extremely regretful. She had never expected to fall asleep while waiting. However, she was indeed tired, and after being led in by the secretary, she had been busy with other things. The overly quiet environment had triggered her drowsiness.

  "Sorry." Yan Bo said with a hint of sincerity, "If you're really tired, you can go to my resting room to sleep."

  "Ah? Never mind, let's get back on track."

  "Then—"

  "Oh, before we get back on track, I'll return this to you first." Su Ye interrupted Yan Baiyan's words with a raised hand, turned around and took out his tie from her bag, "Returning something to its rightful owner, let me tell you, I didn't take advantage of you, it was you who hung the tie around my neck."

  She had informed him in advance. As soon as she got off work today, she rushed back home to pick up his tie and then crawled through the traffic jam all the way to Jing Shi Group, which was really not easy to get to.

  Nian Baiyan saw this and rushed towards her with outstretched hands.

  Su Ye gave him a cold glance, and indeed, he had the temperament of a young master. He tightened his tie and walked forward, his eyes subconsciously looking at the palm of his hand. His hands were large, with long fingers and distinct joints, every palm line clear and deep, like that career line, which started from the life line and extended straight to the ring finger, straight and profound. This meant that this person had extremely strong combat effectiveness in his career, working tirelessly day and night, but being strict and cold when dealing with people and things, inevitably causing misunderstandings.

  In other words, he is a person who is extremely difficult to talk to and get along with, and is very principled in doing things.

  He handed over his tie to him, but Nian Bo Yan directly used one finger to pick up the tie, frowning, "You won't take out your anger on my tie, will you?"

  Su Ye's eyes widened in embarrassment as she saw that her tie was already wrinkled, and she quickly snatched it back and put it around his neck, with a somewhat flattering expression. "Uh... who's going to see it anyway? It's late at night, right? Just wear it like this and press down on the wrinkles, they'll come out, won't they?"

  As they spoke, she tied his tie with incredible speed, and in three or two seconds, the tie was neatly tied around his neck. Today, Yan Bo had only worn a thin, silver-gray shirt on top, without a tie, which made it easier for her to move up and down.

  He sat there motionless, allowing her to bully him, and for a moment he only felt the fragrance hitting his nose, the soft jade by his side. Her long hair spilled some on his chest, like agile little hands gently soothing his chest. Even through the fabric, he could feel the faint coolness.

  "Can I understand it as a devoted effort for nothing?" He spoke up and found that he still missed her closeness.

  "Who said that?" Su Ye didn't know his true thoughts, her eyes and hands fell on his tie at the same time, thinking about how to salvage the unfavorable situation, constantly pressing the creases of the tie, and her attitude was deliberately good. "You see, you first helped me push the car, then spent money to repair and maintain it for me, this great kindness is unforgettable. Although I waited for you for a very long time today, you also waited for me to wake up, so we're even. I'll neatly tie your tie for you, which counts as repaying your kindness."

  "Is it just about tying a tie?" Yan Bo Yan couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time.

  "I'm a psychiatrist, every minute counts, Mr. Nian, you may be the high and mighty general manager, but my time is not cheap compared to yours, don't think you can bully me." Su Ye displayed her sharp tongue that could make even lawyers want to hang themselves.

  Her hair was gently swaying on his chest, making him feel a little itchy in the heart, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand to grasp hers. For an instant, he had the urge to pull her into his arms, but reason took over.

  "Don't worry, I really didn't plan on asking you to return that money, relax." He calmly pulled her away, trying his best to distance himself from her fragrance.

  He admitted that he was not a saint, nor was he Liu Xiahui who could sit with a beauty by his side and remain unmoved. He was just an ordinary man, and when the night was deep and quiet, Su Ye's beautiful face and charming smile stirred him up, it was false to say that he didn't have any improper thoughts.

  Su Ye heard this and secretly let out a sigh of relief, hastily keeping a distance of eight zhang from him, with a smile on her face. "I said Mr. Nian wouldn't bully ordinary people who are powerless."

  "It seems there's more to this." Yan Baiyan, sharp as he was, leaned back in his chair, fiddling with the pen in his hand as he gazed at her with a hint of a smile. He knew she wasn't a woman who acted rashly without purpose, and after all that fuss, she must have had an ulterior motive. Of course, tying his tie was just a ruse; it was the last sentence that fell on the desk that was the real deal.