“Yang Yang!” Xuxu broke free from Huo Yunting’s hand and lunged toward Lu Zhaoyang . “Have you started working? Are you tired?” the child asked .
“I am not tired . ” Lu Zhaoyang put the contract document that she had checked beside her feet and lifted her son up in her arms . “Thank you for taking care of him,” she said to Huo Yunting with a calm voice mixed with a sense of estrangement, which bothered Huo Yunting .
Was she sending him away just like that? Huo Yunting thought .
“I have something to say to your Uncle Yunting . Could Xuxu stay in my office?” Lu Zhaoyang asked .
“Where is the office?” Little Huo Xu nodded .
“Go out and turn left . The empty table in the largest room . ”
“Got it . ” The little guy scampered away energetically .
The staff in the secretariat saw a kid skipping in, looking around before jumping onto the chair of Secretary Lu . When they saw the child’s face, they gasped: how could this be? The child looked like the president!
No way!
They were not to blame for the perception . After all, Lu Zhaoyang had broken the record of staying in the president’s office when she was still working in Thunderbolt .
Little Huo Xu’s brows knitted together while feeling uncomfortable from all the stares .
Lin Yazhi went up to the child astonished and blocked the others from seeing him . The gossip was right, Sister Zhaoyang had left to deliver and raise the baby all these years and he was such a cute kid .
Little Huo Xu looked up at Lin Yazhi and asked with a sweet voice, “Pretty aunt, are you not working?”
“Yes, I am . I am a friend of your mom . I just want to ask you and your mom out for dinner together after work . My treat!” Lin Yazhi could not help but reach out to touch the hair of the little guy—his hair was really soft .
“Okay, as long as Yang Yang is okay with it . ”
“Deal!” She planned to interrogate Lu Zhaoyang during dinner to find out who was the child’s father .
Meanwhile, in the president’s office, Lu Zhaoyang lay the contract document on the desk for Huo Yunting to examine it . He suddenly pulled her around and pinned her against the wall in between his arms .
Huo Yunting perhaps had not been fully awake as he still looked groggy . His handsome face blushed while his thin red lips smacking a beautiful arc and a faint smile . He drew closer to her and she looked away only to find that the automatic curtains slowly closed . All this while, she knew that Huo Yunting’s office was highly automated .
“Stop it . I am here for work!”
“Do you mean that you will give it to me if you are not working?” Huo Yunting asked in a soft and sultry voice .
“Stop playing with words . I am not buying it!” Lu Zhaoyang subconsciously turned to look at him as her lips inadvertently rubbed his cheek . Her heart missed a beat and she quickly pursed her lips .
This unintentional action had given Huo Yunting the wrong impression that she was seducing him . Huo Yunting lowered his head and pressed his lips against hers, prying her tightly-pursed lips open and moving into her sweet mouth with his tongue . It felt soft and tasted sweet; Huo Yunting could not help but deepen his kiss . He thought it would be wasteful not to take advantage of her since she had delivered herself to him .
“Mmmmm…” Lu Zhaoyang struggled and tried to push the sexually-charged man away .
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