Pei Shaoze was standing too close. His breath landed on Su Banxia's face, warm and ticklish...
Su Banxia pressed her glasses tightly, her heart pounding like a drum. "Wearing glasses is my personal need. I'm afraid you have no right to interfere, do you?"
"No right to interfere?"
Pei Shaoze repeated in a low voice, but his gaze remained fixed on Su Banxia.
Under his stare, every second felt like a year to Su Banxia. She wished she could flee this place immediately.
"President, may I go to work now?"
Pei Shaoze raised an eyebrow. "Of course!"
But his body didn't move aside. Pei Shaoze had already roughly understood what kind of ability Su Banxia possessed to stay by Lin Tongze's side for three years.
But now, what intrigued him more was Su Banxia's face beneath those glasses.
"Please..."
The words "move aside" hadn't even left her mouth when Pei Shaoze cut her off abruptly.
"Help me change clothes."
"What?"
Su Banxia's eyes widened. Had she heard that wrong?
Pei Shaoze straightened up, his face turning cold again, as if nothing had happened. "Are you suggesting I meet a client dressed like this?"
Su Banxia froze for two seconds. This man's mood swings were faster than flipping a book!
The morning had already thrown too much stimulation at Su Banxia. All she wanted now was to quickly appease this ticking time bomb so she could catch her breath.
Su Banxia immediately retrieved the spare suit Pei Shaoze kept in his office. It was perfectly normal for a president to have a backup outfit on hand for various occasions.
True to form, once Su Banxia started working, she exuded an aura of competence, as if she were a different person—swift and efficient without any hesitation.
She presented the suit, but Pei Shaoze remained unmoved.
"Put it on me."
"What?!"
Pei Shaoze was quite pleased with the shock on Su Banxia's face.
Su Banxia felt like throwing the suit right in his face. Did he think he was an emperor? She wasn't going to serve him!
But then she thought about the salary here, and the two little ones at home...
Forget it!
Endure!
It's just changing a suit. It wouldn't cost her a pound of flesh. She'd treat it like changing diapers for Xiao Hao and Guo Guo when they were little!
Su Banxia bit her lip, as if steeling herself for a great decision. Closing her eyes, she reached out and touched the buttons of Pei Shaoze's suit.
One, two...
"Change the shirt too."
Su Banxia's hand trembled mid-air, clenching into a fist before relaxing again. Fine!
Endure again!
Change the suit, change the shirt—might as well change your skin too!
In the end, Su Banxia's hand shakily reached for the buttons of Pei Shaoze's shirt. Half of each button was exposed to the air, while the other half pressed against his skin, radiating warmth.
With every button she undid, more of Pei Shaoze's chest was revealed. Su Banxia's heart skipped a few beats, then raced uncontrollably—this was pure torture.
It took her nearly half an hour to undo the entire row of buttons.
He hadn't exposed this much when chatting with that woman earlier, so why was he forcing her to change his shirt now?
"Don't tell me you don't know how to undo buttons. But that's fine—just take off your glasses, and I'll let you stop."
A low voice sounded from above her head, making Su Banxia shudder.
"So you're deliberately making things difficult for me, aren't you?"
Pei Shaoze didn't confirm or deny it, simply continuing to enjoy her service as he watched her stubbornly struggle with the buttons.
"Or would you rather I help you take them off?"
Su Banxia froze, then immediately understood what Pei Shaoze meant.
She gripped her glasses tightly, but Pei Shaoze's hand was already reaching for her face.
"President, please..."
Pei Shaoze leaned in closer, and Su Banxia instinctively leaned back to dodge and retreat. But the desk was right behind her, and soon she was pinned against it.
Despite Su Banxia's constant struggle and resistance, Pei Shaoze's hand still found the frame of her glasses...
"Stop!"
Yan Xin only caught sight of Su Banxia struggling beneath him.
When Pei Shaoze turned around with a dark expression, Yan Xin was startled himself.
Usually, countless women fought to get into his bed, and Pei Shaoze couldn't care less. Now he was trying to force himself on an average-looking secretary? When had he become so desperate?
And the secretary—not only was she not taking the initiative, but she was actually resisting. Yan Xin found this situation more and more baffling.
For a moment, the three of them stood frozen, staring at each other. It was Su Banxia who reacted first, slipping out from under Pei Shaoze and fleeing in panic.