Words like "fool around with love," "liberal family values," and Sister S's "sacrificing family for justice"—just those made her unable to speak.
Not to mention the male protagonist of the story was standing right here, his gaze calm.
"No," Qi Sui denied directly. "Just some work matters."
"I'll organize the materials and send them to you."
Unexpectedly, LEO said:
"Then wait for me here. Later, come up to the 19th floor with me so I can understand the project's progress."
Are you a little girl?
You need someone to wait for you
even in the restroom?
Of course, she couldn't voice this complaint.
Qi Sui could only swallow her anger and say, "Oh."
She stood by the sink with her head down, slowly twiddling her thumbs, and realized she had even forgotten to wear her ring today. But soon, she dismissed the thought. Even the marriage had shattered, let alone a tiny ring.
Almost no words were exchanged between them. Qi Sui carried her documents and followed him into the elevator, all the way to the office with the nameplate "LEO."
She stared at the plate, briefly curious—
What was LEO's Chinese name?
Sister S's Chinese name was "Chen Jialin."
Compared to their Chinese names, foreign company employees were more accustomed to using English names, mainly because they dealt with many overseas clients. Even Qi Sui had a proper English name—
Gloria.
Of course, she had never used that English name after joining the company; she had only used it in college during Model United Nations. Her debating skills were terrible, so she felt embarrassed and stopped using it.
But LEO had never mentioned his Chinese name; even his signature was in English.
Then she thought, since his father was German, it was likely that LEO's Chinese name was seldom used. With that, she could somewhat understand.
She sat idly on the office sofa, her mood a hundred times more relaxed than the first time she had been there.
Her gaze fell on LEO's face as he read the documents seriously. His nose was high-bridged, his brow bone and nose bridge prominent. These features were the only evidence of his foreign blood; beyond that, there was little to distinguish him. But even these were enough to elevate his face above the ordinary.
Her eyes moved down, unable to resist looking at his broad chest.
Quite broad, quite generous.
Sister S had said he had a good physique, and she hadn't exaggerated.
Moreover, LEO must be the type who appreciates his own body and is a bit "playful."
Using "playful" to describe a man might be a bit strange, but Qi Sui didn't hesitate to use such words to depict a handsome man.
He exercised regularly and liked to dress well. Most of his clothes had good texture and were comfortably matched, and his scent was light and subtle.
Even without wearing a vest or lining that highlighted his figure, his generosity was evident.
If she hadn't known he had no intention of marrying, Qi Sui might have thought he had ulterior motives.
Qi Sui never worked out. She not only found it tiring but also feared she had too little flesh and might lose it.
Still, she had some knowledge from short video platforms. For women, fitness emphasized flexibility; for men, it often emphasized fullness. Women disliked trapezius muscles and thick thighs, while men frequently pursued them.
It was a matter of aesthetics.
LEO was a man purely sculpted from head to toe by male aesthetics.
When this thought surfaced in her mind, she realized she had been spacing out for over a quarter of an hour. And the man she had just mentally evaluated was staring at her with his narrow eyes, his eye corners smooth, without a trace of a smile.
"Ms. Qi, what are you thinking about?"
This sentence could be interpreted two ways:
One: He was angry and interrogating her.
Two: He wasn't angry, just purely curious.
But then Qi Sui saw him lower his head and repeatedly examine his own chest—the place her gaze had lingered.
LEO asked, as if curious: "Is it nice to look at?"
He quickly added, "Do you like looking at this?"
Qi Sui's heart stopped.
What could be worse than spacing out in front of your boss?
Yes: spacing out while staring at his chest and getting caught.
Then she saw LEO slide a finger along his shirt, pull up his deep red tie, and tilt his head, saying:
"Although it's a men's tie and too long for a women's suit, if you like it, I can tell you which store I bought it from. Their salesperson notified me the day before yesterday that they're having a sale."
The tie swayed lightly, hanging in the middle of his chest, highlighting his subtle breathing, but it made Qi Sui's head spin.
She waved her hand and awkwardly tried to excuse herself: