172: Chapter 171 My hand was on her waist! But I'm a gentleman.

The knocking on the door sounded twice more.

"President Gu? The documents are quite urgent. You mentioned earlier that we should come straight in, so I'm coming in now."

Gu Qianqian remembered.

When the meeting adjourned, she had instructed the Legal Department to bring the initial draft of the anti-monopoly contingency plan directly to her office once it was ready,

without needing a prior appointment; if the door was open, they could just enter.

Her exact words then were... "I'll be waiting in the office. Just come right in once you're done."

The doorknob was pressed down a fraction.

Gu Qianqian's pupils constricted suddenly.

It was too late.

She glanced down at her current state.

White lace lingerie, a soaked shirt crumpled in her hand, and most of her upper body exposed.

If an employee saw her now... her, wearing only lingerie, alone in the same office as the boss.

If word of this got out, no explanation would be needed; everyone would automatically imagine the most scandalous version.

The prestige she had spent two months building at the company would collapse entirely in a single second.

Those old foxes she had kept so strictly in line would discuss her in the breakroom using the most vulgar tones.

“Heh, so our 'Iceberg' President Gu actually rose to the top using this.”

"No wonder the boss feels safe letting her manage billions."

A chill ran up the back of Gu Qianqian's neck.

No.

Absolutely not.

The door had already been pushed open a crack.

Light from the hallway squeezed through the gap and fell onto the carpet.

Gu Qianqian didn't have time at all to put her soaked shirt back on.

Her body reacted before her brain could.

She lunged forward, extending her left hand and tightly gripping Qin Feng's wrist with her fingers.

Qin Feng was jerked suddenly by her, his body leaning to the side.

Gu Qianqian dragged him toward the hidden walk-in closet built into the wall on the right side of the desk.

The sliding door of the closet wasn't locked.

She bumped the door open with her shoulder, and the two of them tumbled inside, one after the other.

Gu Qianqian reached back and slid the door shut.

The door to the outer office was slowly pushed open.

"President Gu?"

The voice of the young female employee from the Legal Department drifted in from outside, sounding puzzled.

The lights weren't on in the closet.

After the sliding door closed, the only light source was a thin line of light peeking through the gap of less than two centimeters at the bottom of the door.

The space was ridiculously small.

The closet was designed to be embedded in the wall, with a width of less than 1.2 meters and a depth of just over a meter.

The sides were filled with Gu Qianqian's spare professional attire; hangers of suit jackets and shirts were squeezed into rows in the darkness,

the fabric brushing against their arms and shoulders.

Gu Qianqian was knocked backward by Qin Feng's weight, her back pressing against the innermost wall.

The wall was icy cold.

She was wearing only a lace bra, with the soaked shirt dangling around her waist.

The moment her bare back touched the wall, she shuddered.

Qin Feng couldn't stop the momentum from being pulled in, and his body pressed right up against her.

Gu Qianqian's waist was forced backward, arching against the wall; her legs were slightly bent, her knees pressing against the outside of Qin Feng's thighs.

Her hands were still crossed over her chest, the soaked shirt sandwiched between her arms and body, crumpled into a ball.

In the darkness, Qin Feng's right hand instinctively reached forward, his palm landing on her waist.

His palm pressed against the side of her waist through the layer of soaked shirt fabric,

his fingers closing around her slender waist just enough to hold it in his hand.

The fabric was drenched with sweat and the cold water splashed earlier, offering almost no barrier.

The warmth from the skin of her waist radiated through the thin, sheer material, making his palm feel hot.

She isn't wearing a shirt.

This realization swirled in Qin Feng's mind.

"Don't move."

Qin Feng brought his mouth close to her ear, his voice lowered to the absolute minimum.

His warm breath swept over her earlobe and brushed against the delicate skin behind her ear.

Gu Qianqian's body stiffened for a moment; the redness of her ear tips was invisible in the dark,

but she could feel the heat burning from the base of her ear all the way down to her neck.

"Rest assured." Qin Feng's voice was deep, his breath hitting the side of her neck,

"I am a man of honor; don't be afraid."

Internally, however, he was frantically commenting: This woman's figure is really no joke! This waist, this curve... Tsk, tsk, top-tier!

Gu Qianqian rolled her eyes in the darkness.

A man of honor?

Your hand is still on my waist.

She wanted to snap at him, but footsteps sounded outside.

The female employee from the Legal Department walked into the office.

"President Gu?"

The footsteps circled from the direction of the desk, the leather shoes making a rustling sound on the carpet.

"Where is everyone..."

The female employee's voice was full of confusion. "Didn't she say she'd be waiting in the office?"

Gu Qianqian held her breath.

Her chest rose and fell with her rapid heartbeat,

and with every breath, she could feel Qin Feng's chest pressed against her crossed arms.

He carried a faint scent of cologne mixed with the smell of suit fabric.

Gu Qianqian's knees felt weak.

She unconsciously slipped down half an inch, and the arm Qin Feng had around her waist tightened slightly to steady her.

This movement brought the two of them even closer together.

Her shoulder blade brushed against the lapel of his suit, and a lace strap slipped to the edge of her shoulder.

Fine beads of sweat broke out on Gu Qianqian's forehead; a drop slid down her temple and landed on the back of Qin Feng's hand, which was still holding her waist.

She felt his fingers move slightly.

Gu Qianqian bit her lower lip until it turned pale.

The footsteps outside were still moving.

"Why is the water on the desk spilled..."

The female employee walked to the desk, clearly seeing the overturned glass and the water stains on the surface,

followed by the sound of tissues being pulled out to wipe it up. "Honestly... what's going on!"

Inside the closet, Gu Qianqian's heart was in her throat.

Qin Feng could feel her entire body trembling.

His lips were almost touching her ear as he whispered.

"Don't be afraid. If she sees us, I'll 'silence' her for you. I definitely won't let President Gu's image be damaged."

Gu Qianqian was nearly infuriated to death by him.

She released one hand and slapped it directly over Qin Feng's mouth.

"Shut up!"

Her voice was so low it was just a breath, her fingers pressing hard against his lips. "If you say another word, we really will be discovered!"

Qin Feng's lips were pressed against her palm.

The skin of her palm was delicate and slightly cool, carrying the warmth left from holding the laser pointer earlier.

Qin Feng's lips moved slightly, his warm breath escaping through the gaps between her fingers.

Gu Qianqian's fingers instinctively twitched, but she quickly pressed them back down.

She didn't dare let go.

This man had no filter; if she let him speak again, who knew what kind of disastrous words would come out.

Gu Qianqian's back was pressed tightly against the wall, her palm firmly covering Qin Feng's mouth,

while her other hand clutched the soaked shirt to her chest.

Her whole body was as tense as a bowstring.

The female employee's self-muttering came from outside the door.

"Strange, President Gu's bag is still here... Did she go to change her clothes because the water spilled?"

Gu Qianqian felt like her heart was about to leap out of her throat.

In the darkness, Qin Feng looked down, his gaze landing on the hand covering his mouth.

Her fingers were trembling.

The pressure from her fingertips fluctuated, indicating she was extremely nervous.

The thin layer of sweat from her palm rubbed against his lips, carrying an indescribable warmth.

A series of notification tones suddenly popped up in Qin Feng's mind.

【Ding! Detected Gu Qianqian generating 'Extreme Shyness' emotion! System points +800!】

【Ding! Detected Gu Qianqian generating 'Fear' emotion! System points +1200!】

【Ding! Detected Gu Qianqian generating 'Shame' emotion! System points +1500!】

The notifications came one after another, flooding Qin Feng's vision.

He glanced at the speed at which his points balance was jumping.

Good grief.

This woman's emotional fluctuations are practically a walking perpetual motion machine for points.

It was quiet outside the door for two seconds.

Then came the sound of paper being flipped.

"Whatever, I'll just leave the documents on the desk and wait for President Gu to sign them when she gets back."

The female employee muttered, and the footsteps began moving toward the door.

The sound grew more distant.

The office door was closed.

"Click."

The sound of the door lock latching reached the closet.

The sound of high heels in the hallway gradually faded away.

The two of them remained in a standoff in the darkness for three seconds.

Gu Qianqian was the first to relax.

Her hand covering Qin Feng's mouth slid down, her arm hanging limply at her side as if drained of strength.

She gasped for air, her heart pounding so hard her temples throbbed.

The breathing of the two people in the closet became clear.

Hers was rapid and erratic.

His was steady and deep.

The sensation and warmth of Qin Feng's lips still lingered on Gu Qianqian's palm; her fingers curled slightly before quickly clenching into a fist.

“You... get out, quickly.”