45: Flammable and explosive host

At this moment, Shang Wan Ning lay lazily on the bed, her eyes fixed intently on the phone screen.

Suddenly, she clutched her chest, her lips slightly parted.

Her hand holding the phone was quickly thrust far away, and an angry expression appeared on her face. Without a doubt, the big BOSS, Shang, was quite infuriated.

Her little mouth opened and closed as she panted heavily, her chest heaving violently, as if she had just finished an indoor workout.

"You Lin!!!" Shang Wan Ning finally couldn't help but shout out loud.

"Hmph ╯^╰! To think you didn't even leave a single piece of deep-fried Ghost Nightmare for this boss! That is just too much!"

Shang the Stingy complained while emitting a series of "honk honk honk" sounds, indicating her extreme displeasure.

Xiao Si, who was busy editing live stream videos in the System Space, heard these strange noises.

He couldn't help but shake his head helplessly and muttered, "Oh my! Every month there are always those few days where our Host is simply a flammable and explosive powder keg!"

Shang Wan Ning irritably flipped from her original horizontal lying position to a vertical one.

Her gaze stared straight at the overhead light, which exuded a luxurious yet slightly cold aura, and then she let out a soft sigh.

"I want to eat ice cream, I want to eat hot pot, I want to eat skewers..."

"Too bad you can't eat any of them!" Xiao Si interjected gleefully.

"I hate~ Aunt Flo!" Shang Wan Ning glared fiercely at the system, Xiao Si, and said through gritted teeth.

Although she didn't feel unbearable pain this time, that wet and sticky feeling of discomfort lingered in her heart.

Half an hour later, a slightly calmer Shang Wan Ning moved her raised hips a little.

She couldn't help but mutter to herself, "Oh my! I wonder if Ling Qi has finished reading all those documents? It's so late, surely she must have gone to rest by now, right?"

Xiao Si's sarcastic voice suddenly rang in her mind, "Host, how can you even say that? You pushed all the work onto Ling Qi to do."

Shang Wan Ning responded with an innocent face, "I'm not feeling well, am I? As the big BOSS, can't I take a few days off to give myself a break?"

Xiao Si skillfully operated the PR software, carefully proofreading the subtitles, and sneered, "Hmph, the result is that Ling Qi hasn't had a day off all month. She has to work at the company during the day and work overtime in the boss's bedroom at night!"

"Oh my, the great host is becoming more and more exaggerated now. Whenever she feels even slightly uncomfortable, she grabs Xiao Si to work overtime." Xiao Si muttered while clicking the mouse listlessly.

"Now look, the girl I finally managed to pursue has been ruined by you." As he spoke, Xiao Si seemed to recall something sad, his voice even choking up a little.

"With a 'patta', the love bird just flew away!"

Xiao Si's mouth was like a machine gun, nagging incessantly.

However, Shang Wan Ning didn't take Xiao Si's nagging to heart at all. She turned over nonchalantly and continued happily watching the young lady's live stream on her phone screen.

Just then, there was an abrupt knock on the door outside.

Shang Wan Ning's heart skipped a beat: "It's so late, could it be that Ling Qi wants to come and cuddle with me again?" Thinking of this, a blush involuntarily appeared on her face.

She tiptoed off the bed, walked to the door, and looked out through the peephole.

Standing outside the door was Ling Qi, wearing a pure white suit and holding a bouquet of flowers. The bright red roses appeared exceptionally dazzling in the quiet atmosphere.

Shang Wan Ning's nose felt a bit sore, and she immediately opened the door. "Secretary-General, why are you here?"

Ling Qi's brows relaxed involuntarily, and the corners of her mouth slowly curled up, outlining a touch of gentleness.

"Happy Qixi Festival! BOSS."

Immediately after, she carefully handed the bouquet of fresh, vibrant red roses in her hand to Shang Wan Ning. She said softly, "You are my only one." After saying that, she held the BOSS's fingertips, as gentle as a breeze brushing across the surface of a lake.

Her lips touched like a dragonfly skimming the water, leaving a faint, lingering trace of astringency.

Shang Wan Ning was completely stunned. She had never imagined that a girl would give her flowers on a special holiday, let alone "red roses" symbolizing the only one.

For a moment, she was at a loss, only able to stand there blankly, looking at Ling Qi in front of her.

"Wanling! Don't you like them?" Ling Qi frowned in confusion.

"No, I like them very much." Shang Wan Ning smiled with her eyes and reached out to take the bouquet of roses, which emitted a faint fragrance.

When she brought her nose close, a fresh and elegant rose scent assailed her nostrils, instantly calming her heart that had originally been restless.

Shang Wan Ning was full of shyness and embarrassment, her delicate body leaning involuntarily against the door frame.

She stammered and asked, "W-want to stay together tonight? Qi Qi..."

However, before Shang Wan Ning could finish speaking, Ling Qi interrupted her: "BOSS is not very convenient these few days!" As soon as she finished speaking, the Secretary-General seemed to realize she had been a bit too direct, her cheeks blushing, but she quickly regained her composure.

She continued, "It's getting late, BOSS, rest early!" After speaking, Ling Qi nodded slightly and turned to walk toward the guest room.

Shang Wan Ning's fingertips hanging by her side trembled slightly. Watching Ling Qi's receding figure, she felt secretly annoyed: "I hate Aunt Flo! + 10086"

"It's not like I can't be the top!"

The unscrupulous laughter of Xiao Si suddenly came from her mind: "Hahahaha..."

"Shut up!" Shang Wan Ning roared, unable to bear it any longer.

With a few "baji" sounds, a certain Xiao Si was locked into the little black room.

The moment the guest room door closed, Ling Qi suddenly let out a long sigh of relief and rubbed her chest with her right hand. "I almost couldn't control myself."

"Sigh! The BOSS is worthy of being Shang Daji, plucking at the ghost's heartstrings."

Ling Qi leaned against the wardrobe, poking the tear mole at the corner of her eye — BOSS is in a special period~ must properly suppress her own desires.

So, she took out her phone to distract herself and sent a message to the high-level work group: "The live stream went smoothly. Meeting tomorrow morning at nine."

You Yu: "The Beishan Black Eagle clan has been completely strangled, totaling 26."

Hei Jing: "Exterminated the clan! Did they eat people?"

You Yu @ Hei Jing: "Cannibalism + collusion with an evil cult."

Bai Xuan patted Hei Jing: "Well done!"

On the other side, Shang Wan Ning lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Her mind was full of indescribable images of Ling Qi, and the bed full of roses.

"Should I put petals in the bathtub, or is milk better? Would Ling Qi like it?" Shang Wan Ning muttered to herself.

"How about rewarding her with a maid outfit next time!"

"No, no. That's too cliché."