Chapter 33: What’s the Meaning of Tricking Him into a Hotel?
Only then did Fu Yue notice that there was a small cubicle in Pei Luomian’s office.
Looking in from the door, there was an examination bed inside; it should be an examination room.
However, Fu Yue hadn’t expected someone to be inside.
The man who walked out was covered in a chill.
It was Ji Linye.
His face was full of weariness as he walked straight up to Fu Yue. “Fu Yue, I beg you.”
Fu Yue: “Huh?”
“The next time you deliver a love letter,” Ji Linye supported his forehead, “could you please not press the signature under the picture frame?”
“Did I?”
Fu Yue instinctively asked back. His mind flashed back, remembering the scene where he had accidentally knocked over things on the desk in his panic.
So… that was it.
But he couldn’t be entirely blamed!
Fu Yue refused to back down and retorted, “Then why didn’t you look clearly? There was a signature on the paper! If you had just picked it up and taken a look, wouldn’t everything have been fine?”
“…”
Ji Linye was speechless for a long while.
Finally, he let out a long sigh. “It’s clearly you who has an ‘accident-prone’ constitution, turning a surprise into a scare.”
Fu Yue didn’t bother to argue with him.
At this moment, he turned to Pei Luomian, questioning him with his eyes: Why is he here?
Pei Luomian smiled helplessly and looked at Ji Linye, gesturing for him to explain himself.
Ji Linye’s expression was a bit unnatural, but he eventually spoke up. “It was my brother.”
“My brother asked Dean Pei to come and ask you about the beginning and end of the matter. He felt that Dean Pei is more professional and wouldn’t be emotional, so you would be willing to tell him.”
Fu Yue was stunned.
But when he thought about it carefully, it was indeed the case.
If the one sitting opposite him just now had been Ji Hanmo or Shen Junnian, he probably wouldn’t have said a single word.
The misunderstanding might have become even deeper.
He just happened to have no guard against Pei Luomian.
Perhaps it was the natural trust a person with a fever had for a doctor.
Seeing that the misunderstanding had been cleared up, Pei Luomian looked at Ji Linye.
He issued an eviction order: “Since the matter is clear, why is President Ji still staying here? Fu Yue still needs to rest.”
Ji Linye’s expression now showed some anxiety.
“Fu Yue, Chen Bai is gone! His phone is off, he’s not in his apartment, and I’ve checked the places he usually goes. Do you know where else he might be?”
Fu Yue was as calm as water.
Looking for someone? In terms of positioning, I’m a professional.
System, check where Chen Bai is now?
[Host, target character Chen Bai is being localized…]
[Host, localization successful. Chen Bai’s current position: Ji Group Building, 96th floor, fire exit. Direction of movement: Upward. Estimated arrival at the 97th floor, Ji Linye’s office area, in 30 seconds.]
Hearing this, Fu Yue thought to himself, Isn’t this the legendary ‘I predicted your prediction’?
Ji Linye was here frantically looking for someone, while the main party was delivering himself to the door.
Perfectly missing each other.
Fu Yue looked at Ji Linye with a profound gaze. “He is far away, yet right before your eyes.”
Ji Linye was stunned. “What do you mean?”
“From the perspective of criminal psychology, suspects always subconsciously return to the scene of the crime.” After Fu Yue finished speaking, he didn’t forget to glance at Pei Luomian.
Pei Luomian nodded toward him, seemingly agreeing with this theory.
Fu Yue continued, “That letter is of great significance to Chen Bai, and now it’s been misunderstood by everyone. He will definitely want to go back and see if he can find any ‘remains’ or something.”
“So, I suggest you return to your office immediately, President Ji. You might be able to wait for the rabbit to come to you,” Fu Yue said.
Actually, what Fu Yue wanted to say was “catching a turtle in a jar.”
But Chen Bai was so cute; it was more appropriate to use the rabbit metaphor.
Ji Linye was skeptical, but there was no better way at the moment.
He stood up and looked at Fu Yue before leaving, saying in a complex tone, “Fu Yue, I won’t thank you this time.”
The meaning behind his words was clear: You caused trouble this time, so the merit and fault cancel each other out.
Fu Yue complained in his heart, Ji Linye’s personality is really awkward; no wonder his development with Chen Bai is so bumpy.
“President Ji, wait.” Fu Yue stopped him.
Ji Linye turned back, asking with his eyes if there were any further instructions.
Fu Yue walked over and said, “Take my advice. When you see him this time, don’t play the ‘restrained love’ card anymore. Just ‘do’ him directly; it’s more effective than anything.”
“…”
Ji Linye’s face turned red with shame and anger at a speed visible to the naked eye.
“President Ji, I’ll see you out.” Pei Luomian was afraid Ji Linye would lash out and find trouble with Fu Yue, so he stood up to see the guest off.
At the moment he stood up, the corners of Pei Luomian’s mouth quirked up secretly.
Just now at the dining table, Fu Yue had looked completely lost, “not knowing what love is,” yet in the blink of an eye, he could boldly teach Ji Linye how to “do” it.
He was very much like a cat that looked cold on the outside but would play with a ball of yarn in private; this contrast was exceptionally vivid.
In the hallway, Ji Linye and Pei Luomian waited for the elevator side by side.
“Dean Pei,” Ji Linye spoke up.
“Hmm?”
Neither of them looked at the other, but the atmosphere was very subtle.
“My brother asked you to get information out of him, yet you’re applying cooling patches to him and even tricking him into staying at a hotel under the Pei family’s banner. What’s the meaning of this?”
“He has a fever,” Pei Luomian retorted in an aloof tone. “Isn’t it a doctor’s duty to take care of patients?”
“I think it’s not that simple.”
A faint smile appeared on Pei Luomian’s face.
“You’re overthinking it,” Pei Luomian said flatly. “Instead of spending time thinking about my business, you’d better deal with your ‘frigidity’ problem first.”
Ji Linye’s expression darkened instantly.
“It’s not your place to teach me.”
Just then, the elevator doors opened with a ding.
“I won’t see you off,” Pei Luomian said before turning around and walking back toward his office.
Night had already fallen.
At this moment, the 97th floor of the Ji Group Building, the CEO’s office floor, was shrouded in darkness.
Today, Ji Linye had left work early.
This meant the employees in the CEO’s Secretariat could get off work on time. Now, the entire floor was empty.
The marble floor reflected the city lights from outside the window.
A head peeked out from behind the fire exit door.
It was Chen Bai.
He had been hovering behind the door for almost half an hour, his heart locked in a battle.
Reason told him that as Ji Linye’s assistant, he had a perfectly legitimate reason to be here and could just walk into the office to tidy up the trash.
But emotion—or rather, that damn guilty conscience—made his palms sweat and his legs go weak.
He knew Fu Yue was taking a massive fall for him.
His heart was filled with guilt, as if ten thousand ants were gnawing at it.
He had to save himself, and he also had to clear Fu Yue’s name. But he didn’t dare to directly confront Ji Linye.
Thus, he appeared here.
He adjusted his breathing and crept into Ji Linye’s office.
Not daring to turn on the light, Chen Bai groped his way forward by the faint light from the window.
Thud!
A muffled sound was accompanied by a suppressed cry of pain.
Chen Bai clutched his knee, almost bursting into tears—in the darkness, he had collided solidly with the low coffee table in the office.
Rubbing his leg, he cheered himself up in his heart and began a chaotic search in the darkness.
He wanted to find the “evidence.”
On the desk? No.
In the filing cabinet? No.
In the drawer? No.
Finally, Chen Bai’s gaze locked onto the trash can next to the desk.
He carefully leaned over and, from under several tissues, felt a ball of crumpled paper.
This was it!
Chen Bai felt as if he had found a treasure.
Using the faint light from his phone screen, he saw the words and sentences that made his heart race, and he also found his own signature in the bottom right corner.
“It really is too small,” Chen Bai admitted with a bitter face.
Those two characters added together weren’t even as big as an ant.
Then, he took a prepared pink water-based pen from his pocket, pulled off the cap, and began to execute his “plan.”
He used one stroke at a time to add a 5-pixel outer stroke around his name.
Then, next to his name, he carefully drew a… giant heart.
While drawing, Chen Bai glimpsed the last sentence of the love letter, and his face turned a bit red.
This love letter was written in a progressive manner.
It started with seeing and kissing.
That sentence about being woken up from the bed in the morning was merely the last sentence of the first paragraph.
Following it were more steps forward, and then another step.
Just one sentence made Chen Bai’s heart feel like it was about to jump out.
“Almost finished.” Just as Chen Bai finished the last stroke of the heart and prepared to place the letter on Ji Linye’s desk and slip away—
Bang!
The office door was pushed open.
Immediately after, the lights turned on with a snap, illuminating the entire space.
Chen Bai froze in place like a petrified statue.
He was still clutching the pink pen, the tip still resting on that heart.
At the door, Ji Linye stood there, quietly gazing at him.
Their eyes met.
Ji Linye’s gaze slowly moved from Chen Bai’s panicked face down to the letter in his hand, and then to that freshly drawn… pink heart.
Subsequently—
The office door was locked by Ji Linye with a click.
The sound was exceptionally clear in the quiet night.
Chen Bai was forced back by the suddenly growing pressure until his lower back hit the cold edge of the desk.
Ji Linye leaned against the door, arms crossed, silently watching Chen Bai.
In his gaze was a hint of a smile that couldn’t be suppressed no matter what.
That kid Fu Yue… was a bit of a god; he was right.
Ji Linye walked toward Chen Bai step by step.
He didn’t speak; he just took the letter filled with “evidence” from Chen Bai’s slightly trembling hand.
He held the letter up before Chen Bai’s eyes, a playful smile on his face. “What’s going on here?”
Ji Linye was asking despite already knowing the answer.
Chen Bai’s lips moved for a long time before he squeezed out two words: “A… letter.”
“Mhm.”
Ji Linye gave a response and pressed forward another half-step.
At this moment, there was no distance between the two.
Their chests were pressed tightly together, their heartbeats colliding through the thin fabric of their clothes. Ji Linye’s breath brushed past Chen Bai’s ear, carrying infinite tenderness.
“Baby, say it again.”
Chen Bai’s cheeks were crimson.
He turned his head away, not daring to look into Ji Linye’s eyes. “It’s… it’s a love letter.”
“For whom?” Ji Linye reached out and lightly patted the top of Chen Bai’s head, smoothing a stray lock of hair on his forehead.
“You know.”
“Oh?” Ji Linye suddenly reached out and gently pinched Chen Bai’s chin, forcing him to look up and meet his gaze.
His own fingertips were actually trembling slightly from excitement.
“My assistant, the first rule of the employee handbook: report to your superior clearly, completely, and proactively. Which one of those have you achieved right now? Try again.”
That “my assistant” was said by Ji Linye with a special meaning.
Chen Bai was completely out of options; under the gaze of those deep eyes, he could only surrender.
“It’s a love letter from me to you!”
“Oh, I see.” Ji Linye nodded, his fingers sliding from Chen Bai’s chin to the side of his neck.
“Thank you, my baby,” he whispered into Chen Bai’s ear and even blew a light breath, causing Chen Bai to shudder.
Chen Bai looked up at the man in front of him, carefully savoring that “thank you.”
But Ji Linye suddenly pulled a long face. “Then, according to the process described above, what is the next thing… you should say?”
Ji Linye pointed to the first sentence on the letter, the heat in his eyes no longer hidden.
Pro… process?
Chen Bai suddenly understood what Ji Linye wanted to do.
He lowered his head, keeping his mouth tightly shut, not daring to speak.
But Ji Linye’s thumb was gently stroking the sensitive area behind his ear, forcing him to look at him.
“Read it.”
One word—gentle, yet domineering.
In their almost-mingled breaths, Chen Bai’s mind went blank, and he could only mumble, reading out the opening line of the letter: “You… you look at me like this, I’ll think… you want to kiss me.”
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