Shi Su hadn’t even realized she was standing there, staring at Jing Jihan in a daze. She had been looking at him intently for over two minutes. It wasn’t until Jihan suddenly raised his eyes that Shi Su quickly looked away and then returned her gaze. "If you’re still busy, I can..." Jihan gestured towards the sofa behind her with his eyes. "Sit." But Shi Su didn’t move, nor did she intend to sit. She just glanced at the iPad and documents beside him, and suddenly spotted a screen in Jihan’s office showing surveillance cameras of various key areas of the company, including the square where she had just been. A voice came from the computer, and Jihan nodded to the person on the other end of the video and said: "Au revoir, monsieur." Shi Su was not surprised when she heard this and saw him simultaneously close the computer on his desk. "Sorry, a partner suddenly needed to discuss the project," Jihan said, his hand still on the computer. He turned his eyes to her, "Do you understand French?" Shi Su neither nodded nor shook her head, but simply smiled and said, "You do your thing, I’ll just stand here and admire how the big boss works. It’s quite enjoyable." It’s even quite pleasant to look at. Jihan didn’t ask further. He understood this trait of Shi Su. Whether it was her younger self or later during her overseas studies, regardless of how many languages she was fluent in or what kind of past she carried, she only saw herself as the struggling small celebrity in the entertainment industry and never spoke of the past nor fantasized about the present. Jihan picked up the paper document from his desk. "Give me ten minutes." Shi Su made an OK gesture with her hand at the desk. She looked at him for a moment. The man sat straight like a pine tree, upright on the other side of the desk. The evening sun shone through the huge floor-to-ceiling window behind him, casting light on his focused expression. He would occasionally pick up a pen to sign and occasionally take the iPad to check electronic documents. Shi Su had been holding her breath in the water all afternoon but hadn’t drunk much water, feeling a bit thirsty now. Not wanting to disturb his work, she simply turned around to explore the large executive office. She saw a water dispenser beside the sofa and approached it, realizing she hadn’t seen this model on the market before. She pressed a few buttons but the dispenser didn’t light up until she hesitantly found a disposable cup on the guest coffee table in front of the sofa and tried shaking the cup in front of the dispenser. Sure enough, the button indicators lit up. It turns out it was voice-activated. No wonder pressing it all this time didn’t reveal any buttons. Despite seeing many impressive things in the Shi Family when she was small and technology-driven items abroad, she didn’t expect to suddenly feel like a country bumpkin in the city, with even drinking water being so high-tech. After getting the hot water, she tested the water temperature, which was moderately warm, but a bit scorching. She filled half a cup, drank it, then filled another small half cup thinking to continue drinking, and turned to ask if he was thirsty after working so long. Turning around, she hadn’t even said those words when the man behind suddenly scared her, unintentionally lifting the cup to avoid spilling water on him. Shi Su forcefully swung the cup sideways, perfectly bumping into the man’s embrace— Jihan, still holding the document, stood unmoving, suddenly feeling a weight in his arms. For origınal chapters go to 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝔫𝔢𝔱 Upon collision, Shi Su cautiously raised the cup in her hand. The air fell into a mysterious silence. Shi Su was taken aback, her brain froze for a few seconds before stepping back in haste, raising her eyes to meet the man’s composed gaze, instantly feeling possessed by a ghost. She could have avoided sideways, so why did she perfectly end up crashing into him? No, it must be him possessed by a ghost! How can he walk so quietly! Shi Su didn’t realize her previous immersion in studying the water dispenser, quickly stepped further back, while thinking of the words she meant to say: "Do you want some water?" Jihan glanced at her, taking the cup from her hand. Her eyes quickly shifted from her empty hand to the cup in the man’s hand. It was too late; he had already drunk from it. Upon hearing her words, Jihan’s gaze merely landed on the hand she held the cup, nonchalantly responding, "Didn’t you ask if I wanted water?" "I meant to ask if you wanted water, then I’d pour one for you!" Shi Su’s ears heated suddenly and then asked, "Do you walk so quietly?" Jihan discreetly noticed her slightly red ears, "You were too focused." Obviously not planning to explain how he had quickly moved from the desk to here, nor intending to reassure her about the cup. Jihan glanced at the time, "I was the one who called you; I’ve kept you waiting, let’s go." Seeing him pick up the documents and head out, Shi Su hesitated for a moment then promptly followed him out. Leaving the executive office, an assistant just happened to come out from the opposite office, heading to print something. Jihan called him over and handed over the file, "Take this to Lu Zhao, he knows what to do." "Okay, Mr. Jing." The assistant respectfully took the file, initially casting a curious look towards Shi Su beside Jihan, then suddenly sensed a cool sight and promptly returned his gaze to work. Shi Su: "How many assistants do you have?" Jihan replied, "Not many, a few dozen." "Although they’re special assistants, each of them has different work domains, with clear divisions," Jihan calmly stated. "As for my usual assistants, just Lu Zhao and the one who brought you up, Zhou He." Shi Su let out an "oh," simply glancing around, realizing that the executive office’s area is extensive, yet there aren’t many staff on this floor. She knew that Yu Jing Group employed many; she had seen people bustling on the ground floor upon entering the office building, even the front desk had quite a number, contrasting with the relatively few people on the executive floor. Through the bright and clean corridor, she noticed two dedicated elevators leading to this floor, with other floors’ elevators requiring passwords, indicating not anyone can access here. Coupled with rumors of Jihan often having an unapproachable aura, she suspected many employees here might not have seen him personally even after years of working.