Si Yanli had never heard Tang Wu speak to him in such a sweet and coquettish tone before.
A numbing sensation, like an electric current, coursed through his very bones.
His large, well-knuckled hand supported her slender waist. "It's not safe for a girl to be out drinking so much late at night."
Tang Wu's beautiful eyes were filled with a misty haze, like a pool of spring water. Her long, thick eyelashes fluttered gently. Looking up at the man's sexy Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he spoke, she opened her mouth without a second thought and bit down on his pale, sharp Adam's apple.
A slight pain hit him, and Si Yanli's phoenix eyes shrank sharply behind his glasses.
He looked down at the audacious woman, his breathing growing a bit heavier.
The woman seemed oblivious to the danger. Looking at the faint red mark on his Adam's apple, she reached out with her slender, white fingertips and touched it.
The next second, her delicate white fingertips were firmly grasped by the man's large hand.
His palm was warm, and the strength of his grip on her fingertips steadily increased.
Tang Wu furrowed her delicate brows, her red lips parting slightly as a soft, sweet word slipped out, "It hurts~"
Si Yanli cursed under his breath, "Fuck!"
He was a noble young master from a prestigious family, always polite and refined, and rarely used profanity.
But this woman in front of him—did she even know what she was doing?
The lines of Si Yanli's handsome face tightened. He lowered his head, moving abruptly toward the woman's red lips.
Just as his thin lips were about to land on hers, the woman turned her head slightly, dodging his kiss.
She pushed her hands against his chest and then stumbled back to her room.
Si Yanli stood in the living room, smoking a cigarette to calm himself down.
He never knew his willpower had become so weak.
The woman's gentle teasing earlier had made him feel as if the blood in his entire body was boiling.
He hadn't drunk any alcohol tonight and was perfectly sober.
After finishing his cigarette, Si Yanli went to the kitchen and brewed a cup of hangover tea.
He walked into the bedroom. The woman was lying on her stomach on the bed, already asleep.
He sighed helplessly.
Fetching a towel from the bathroom, he wiped her face and hands, then covered her with the blanket.
After Si Yanli walked out of the bedroom, the supposedly sleeping woman opened her eyes.
In fact, she wasn't drunk, nor was she asleep.
She sat up in bed, saw the hangover tea placed on the nightstand, and lowered her butterfly-like long eyelashes, deep in thought.
Judging from his reaction tonight, he didn't seem too repulsed by her taking the initiative to get close.
She didn't dwell on it too much. She went into the bathroom to remove her makeup and took a shower.
...
The next day.
Tang Wu woke up to the sound of her alarm.
Although she hadn't gotten drunk last night, waking up after drinking still left her head feeling a bit heavy and aching.
After washing up, she changed her clothes and came out of the room.
Unexpectedly, she saw the man in the dining room, wearing a white shirt and black dress pants.
A light breakfast along with a few side dishes was laid out on the dining table.
Perhaps hearing her footsteps, he looked back.
"I had my assistant deliver this. You drank last night, so your stomach might not feel too well. Eat something light this morning."
Tang Wu walked over to the dining table and sat down.
As soon as she looked up, she saw the faint mark on the man's Adam's apple.
She pursed her red lips. "Mr. Si, I drank too much last night. I didn't do anything inappropriate to you, did I?"
Mr. Si?
Hearing her distant and unfamiliar tone, Si Yanli frowned.
"In private, you don't have to call me Mr. Si."
Tang Wu's red lips curled into a smile, her expression charming and coquettish. "Then what should I call you? I can't possibly call you hubby, can I? We agreed to get a divorce in three months."
Si Yanli pressed his thin, cold lips tightly together.
She knew they were getting a divorce, yet she still dared to seduce him?
Si Yanli took out his phone and brought up the message she had sent him yesterday while they were eating Western food. "Didn't you say you regretted it?"
Tang Wu put on a surprised expression. "How did I send the wrong message to your phone again? I originally meant to send it to my best friend Zhiwan. I had my eye on a bag a few days ago, and Zhiwan happened to be in Hong Kong, so I wanted her to buy it for me. But after thinking about it, I felt the style didn't really suit me, so I sent her the message saying I regretted it."
Before Si Yanli could say anything, he heard her add, "I'm so sorry for causing Mr. Si to misunderstand."
Tang Wu was honestly about to be disgusted by her own sweet and artificial tone.
She discovered she had a real talent for acting like a manipulative "green tea" coquette.
However, even if she couldn't hook him before the divorce, being able to gross him out a bit was still a win for her.
Thinking back to the scene of him constantly brushing his teeth at the Ba Tribe, a fire burned in her heart.
Si Yanli looked at the smiling woman, feeling as though he was being played by her.
He suddenly couldn't understand what exactly she was trying to do.
"Tang Wu, I stand by what I said. If you don't want to divorce, we don't have to."
Tang Wu took a sip of porridge, her beautiful eyes looking at Si Yanli with a rippling gleam. "Is that so? But a forced romance isn't sweet."
Si Yanli narrowed his phoenix eyes behind his glasses. "If that's the case, why did you put your foot on my leg at the Western restaurant yesterday?"
Tang Wu's red lips curled up. "I probably stretched it out to the wrong person, didn't I?"
Si Yanli's phoenix eyes behind his glasses suddenly became sharp and dangerous.
The wrong person?
The person sitting next to him yesterday seemed to be Pei Yi, who was also Tang Wu's upperclassman from university.
Was she originally trying to hook up with Pei Yi?
After eating breakfast, Tang Wu dragged her suitcase and left the apartment.
During the recent filming of a workplace reality show, she and a few other artists had to live in a luxury flat designated by the production team.
The flat wasn't far from the translation institute; it was only a few minutes' walk away.
The man seemed to be angered by Tang Wu this morning. He left after only taking a few bites of his breakfast.
While Tang Wu was taking a taxi to the flat, she took out a manual on how to hook men and drew a checkmark next to the completed seduction plans.
So far, she had completed playing hard to get and acting like a bitchy coquette.
This book described these tactics as if they were miraculous, but she didn't know if they would actually work.
The man was so angry this morning that his face had turned green. He probably wouldn't talk to her for a while!
...
The first day of official work.
Several artists all received a set of professional attire.
The girls wore white shirts, black bodycon mini skirts, and high heels.
After Tang Wu changed into hers, Gu Lingwei and Ji Lin let out wows of admiration.
Tang Wu was 1.7 meters tall, with a slender waist and long legs. The key was that she was also very well-endowed.
Wearing the bodycon mini skirt, her two legs looked incredibly long and slender; her proportions were simply out of this world.
"I can't take it. Even as a girl, I'm going to get a nosebleed looking at you." Gu Lingwei turned into Tang Wu's ultimate fangirl.
"Earlier, Jiang Fan was praising Sister Xu Dai for looking good in professional wear, but I think Sister Wu is the real stunner here." Ji Lin, like Gu Lingwei, was completely won over by Tang Wu's beauty.
Tang Wu shook her head helplessly. "Alright, you two, stop teasing me. The meeting is about to start; let's hurry over."
...
After Si Yanli finished holding a meeting for the senior executives, he made a trip to the small conference room before returning to his office.
He glanced at the new employees participating in the reality show inside the small conference room, and his gaze landed on Tang Wu in her professional attire.
Seeing her two long, slender white legs exposed beneath the hem of her skirt, his brows furrowed unconsciously.
He turned his head to look at Xu Zhou. "Have the designer come over immediately and tailor pants for the female employees. From now on, they are not allowed to wear mini skirts."
Xu Zhou, "..."
