141: Chapter 141 Xin Xin secretly said goodbye

The next day, Shen Weiyue spent the entire time hanging out at Feng Jiayue's place.

Oh, no, he was hanging out in Feng Jiayue's rented apartment.

Fighting through the dizziness of a hangover, he typed rapidly on the keyboard, his ten fingers moving so fast they became a blur, making Feng Jiayue's scalp tingle and leaving her unable to stop staring in a daze.

"Keep massaging, why are you spacing out?"

After the movement at his temples stopped, Shen Weiyue scolded her with dissatisfaction.

He didn't know what the woman behind him was thinking; she couldn't even handle such a small task well, and she had been incredibly clumsy these past few days.

Of course, Feng Jiayue wasn't actually clumsy; she was just uncontrollably drawn to Shen Weiyue's fingers.

Those ten fingers had long, slender joints, and they looked incredibly good on a man's hands.

Most importantly, they were also super useful.

So... so it turns out that it wasn't just last night's alcohol that made me shed tears.

They were all accomplices!

Feng Jiayue had also been blinded by desire, and with Shen Weiyue leaving early tomorrow morning, she felt even more reluctant to part with him.

Thinking about Shen Weiyue leaving, she felt heavy-hearted, her chest feeling weighed down and stifled, so she habitually sought support.

"Hmm? You're not convinced after I scolded you? Are you trying to smother me?"

Shen Weiyue frowned, first slapping her across the skin exposed where the breeze had lifted her silk nightgown.

Feng Jiayue let out a soft 'whimper', showing no signs of repentance, her lethal weapons still suspended above Shen Weiyue's head. The breasts of Damocles.

"Hey, you're still not admitting your mistake?"

Shen Weiyue slapped her a few more times, but Little Yueyue only hummed, refusing to move away.

He turned his head to glare at her, but was met with a pair of eyes as clear and shimmering as autumn waters.

"I told you to massage my head, so just do it properly. You're making it impossible for me to think clearly. I'm writing a proposal here, a project worth over a million..."

Shen Weiyue continued to scold her.

Feng Jiayue bit her lip and said nothing, continuing to stare at him with deep affection.

She even leaned over to wrap her arms around his head, pushing her luck.

How could he endure this?

Director Shen suddenly suffered such a great humiliation, feeling that the world had turned pitch black.

He turned his chair around and pulled Feng Jiayue into his arms, making her sit on his lap.

Feng Jiayue happily wrapped her arms around his neck, her long legs placed diagonally, her right foot having kicked off her slipper, letting her crystal-clear toes press against the tiles.

"Why are you being so seductive? You know I'm busy right now, yet you're still trying to seduce me. This project has an investment of over a million; do you have any idea how important it is?"

"I don't know."

Feng Jiayue shook her head, released her bitten lip, and licked her tongue.

"You don't know?"

Shen Weiyue was so angry he laughed. He simply flipped her over onto his lap and swung his hand, spanking her repeatedly, asking as he hit her: "Do you know you were wrong?"

"I know~" Feng Jiayue answered coquettishly.

"Speak properly. Why are you using that cutesy voice? Say it again, do you know it or not?"

"I know."

"Good. I need to work seriously in a while, so do you dare to distract and harass me again?"

"I still dare to~"

Feng Jiayue turned her head and looked at him charmingly.

Provocation! This was naked provocation! She was rebelling against the heavens.

Shen Weiyue was furious. He swept her up in his arms and, in three strides, rushed into the bedroom and threw her onto the bed, cursing: "Damn it, you know you're wrong but won't change—that's a double offense!"

Feng Jiayue giggled foolishly and said coquettishly: "Brother Shen, aren't you going to do that million-dollar project anymore?"

"Screw that, there's a bigger project right in front of me."

Shen Weiyue pressed down like Mount Tai, unleashing his mighty dragon.

"Get up quickly, Jiaxin will be back soon."

"No rush, it'll take her a while to buy groceries. You're leaving tomorrow, I want to hug you a little longer."

"Aren't you hot? It's so annoying, get off me!"

"Oh."

That's how a scumbag is; he changes his face faster than turning a page.

Feng Jiayue pouted and let go resentfully. Shen Weiyue stood up to wipe off his sweat, thinking about the delayed proposal, and seeing her still pouting, he couldn't help but get angry.

He pulled off his belt and gave her a sound thrashing.

Now Feng Jiayue finally behaved herself.

Shen Weiyue returned to the computer to write the proposal, and Feng Jiayue went to the kitchen to busy herself; things had finally gotten back on track.

Near noon, Feng Jiaxin returned with groceries, and the sisters made a sumptuous lunch together, with chicken, duck, fish, and meat, all full of color, aroma, and taste.

After lunch, Shen Weiyue left directly, getting into the Prado driven by Little Jiang to head towards the construction site.

In less than three hours, Shen Weiyue gave Project Manager Zhang Yaoyang a detailed introduction to the project. Brother Crow felt it was very promising and finally made the decision to invest two million to work together.

Shen Weiyue drafted an agreement: Project Manager Zhang Yaoyang would invest two million, provide various human resource support, and hold a 40% stake.

Shen Weiyue would be responsible for specific operations and management, holding a 60% stake.

Such a distribution was very aggressive and looked hasty, but neither of them had any objections.

What Project Manager Zhang Yaoyang was actually investing in was Shen Weiyue himself; since Shen Weiyue was willing to bring him along, he felt he had profited.

Shen Weiyue didn't think he was stingy either. In a few years, this investment would be returned dozens or even hundreds of times over; Brother Crow was actually making a huge profit.

Since the other party trusted him so much and was willing to bet two million, it didn't matter if he gave a bit more of a share.

For someone so daring, what reason was there not to let them get rich?

Thus, an outrageous agreement was signed just like that, with no one else knowing about it besides the two parties involved.

The two of them then rushed off to apply for the registration of a company, named Shenzhen City Huijia E-commerce Technology Co., Ltd.

"Little brother, I've entrusted my life savings to you, so the rest is up to you." Before parting ways, Project Manager Zhang Yaoyang patted Shen Weiyue's shoulder solemnly.

"Don't worry. I don't usually make promises to people, but since you trust me so much, Brother Zhang, I really must give you a guarantee: in three years, this money will at least double. If I can't do it, I'll bring you my head!" Shen Weiyue said, patting his chest.

"Haha, look at you, what's this about bringing heads? I'm a gambling man, and gambling means winning or losing. I'm betting on the fact that you will definitely have a day where you soar to success."

Project Manager Zhang Yaoyang laughed and said: "If you lose, then you'll just have to be my son-in-law in the future!"

Shen Weiyue was stunned, then jokingly cursed: "Damn, there's such a good deal? Then I'll have to lose even if I don't want to."

Under the sunset of Shenzhen, the two friends of different generations went their separate ways.

Shen Weiyue returned to the rented apartment for another sleepless night. With parting imminent, Feng Jiayue demanded affection recklessly.

After six in the morning, Feng Jiayue went to the kitchen to make him breakfast.

Shen Weiyue was resting with his eyes closed, preparing to get up, when suddenly the mattress sank—clearly, something with some weight had climbed onto it.

Before the person arrived, he first smelled a faint fragrance—a scent different from Feng Jiayue's, youthful and tranquil.

This isn't Yueyue!

Shen Weiyue reacted immediately; he wanted to scold her, but was afraid of embarrassing the young girl and hurting her self-esteem or dignity.

So he pretended to be asleep, keeping his eyes closed and lying perfectly still.

Then, he felt a light breath lingering on his face, very close, as if she were looking at him carefully and intently.

A moment later, fine strands of hair brushed against his face, and then, a pair of warm, soft lips pressed against his.

Shen Weiyue was shocked.

"Na... Nani? I just got stolen-kissed and molested?"

Some young girl is deliberately ruining his male virtue!