Qi Sui then said:
"So you're naturally gifted."
"That's really nice..." she sighed. "I wish I had such a superpower too. Not having to wear a bra without worrying about wardrobe malfunctions would be a blessing for women in society."
How did he do it?
Qi Sui was dying of curiosity.
Even if someone told her, yes, that's right, Xiang Yu was wearing a bra to look so presentable, she would probably just be surprised for a moment and then calmly accept the reality.
But such a round and full shape could practically win a super-grade pectoral muscle owner award, and he had no protective measures at all!
She really wanted to take a peek...
No.
That wasn't the point.
She was bewitched by perfect pecs.
Xiang Yu sitting in a female subordinate's house late at night drinking plain water was a more noteworthy issue.
Qi Sui picked up the water glass from the coffee table, selectively ignoring the subtle accusatory gaze Xiang Yu was giving her, and leisurely squinted her eyes.
"Problem solved?" Xiang Yu asked first.
Qi Sui: "What problem?"
"Oh," she said with a look of sudden realization, understanding that the 'problem' Xiang Yu referred to was her ex-husband who had just been standing at the door. "Sort of. The impact you gave him should be considerable."
Hearing this, Xiang Yu frowned.
"May I ask when I joined this relationship?"
"And as a homosexual?"
"Not just that," Qi Sui said, looking at him with a pitying gaze that made him frown. "Homewrecker, homosexual, office romance practitioner, domineering CEO (gay version)..."
She counted on her fingers.
Then paused.
"Ah."
"Too many people; my house can't hold them all."
"First of all," Xiang Yu took a deep breath, "the company doesn't explicitly prohibit office romances."
"Second, I'm not gay; I can prove it to you."
"Finally, I admit to the first point."
Qi Sui raised her hand to refuse: "No, that's really unnecessary."
She thought for a moment. "It probably started around the time you first joined the company. Subconsciously, you might have done something that made him misunderstand."
"That's just how Qian Jin is. Leaving aside his behavior and character, he is indeed a bit self-righteous. If you were friendly to him, he might actually think you two had mutual feelings."
Xiang Yu frowned, clearly his left and right brains were wrestling. "No, I don't think that's it."
"You said you saw him chatting with me, right? That shouldn't be faked, should it? Or rather, relying solely on his own imagination shouldn't support such inexplicable behavior, should it?"
"Of course," Qi Sui said matter-of-factly. "So your suspicion hasn't been cleared, General Manager Xiang."
She had an expression that said, 'You didn't really think I forgave you, did you?' which left Xiang Yu quite helpless.
This look reminded him of Qi Sui in college—stubborn, refusing to listen, and arguing with you with a righteous face.
The memory was vivid.
"So that means the male homewrecker does exist."
Qi Sui raised her eyes and smiled. "General Manager Xiang, he's way more qualified than you."
"Oh?" Xiang Yu squinted, the lines at the corners of his eyes disappearing. At this moment, he no longer looked naive; instead, he exuded a calculating air. "Then Miss Qi, are you implying—"
"That I'm moving too slowly?"
He used his hand to push aside the two round, plump cushions, swung one leg over the other, and crossed his left leg over his right knee. He propped up his handsome, sharp face, which was expressionless, and looked up at her faintly.
After witnessing Xiang Yu kneeling and pleading with her, losing control and apologizing, or confessing to her quite frankly, this aloof and indifferent demeanor was still the most attractive.
Probably because, when Qi Sui first saw him, he had that distant look, his posture straight, as if he didn't partake in worldly affairs. But after Qi Sui dragged him down, she found that he not only enjoyed worldly affairs but also had no taboos.
Real and authentic.
"I didn't mean that."
Qi Sui raised her teacup to cover her discomfort.
But Xiang Yu displayed his spirit of persistence in business, asking unhurriedly, "Miss Qi, regarding the proposal I made earlier, have you considered it?"
"What proposal?"
The second party had apparently forgotten the outcome of the negotiation between the two parties and was innocently drinking water.
The first party calmly said: "Regarding my proposal to become the homewrecker and continue my promotion after your divorce—"