Sweet Beauty

After Chua Feiyen and her assistant packed their things, they left.

It was still too early for the festival to start and Liang Zixuan could not sit still. She wanted to go back and keep herself busy for a while, but Han Yuanjun suddenly put the laptop into her hand.

"I've downloaded a few movies for you, as well as some classic adapted songs. You can sit here and study them."

Even if Liang Zixuan went back, she was actually doing these things. Han Yuanjun had already prepared it for her, so she took out her headphones and put them on before sitting down on the sofa and obediently learning.

Han Yuanjun was sitting behind his desk. From time to time, he raised his head to look at her. The tranquility and beauty of her made him unable to stop the corner of his mouth from curling up.

It was a great feeling to have. They sat in the same office quietly, not speaking. When they were tired, they could look up and see each other. They no longer felt tired at all.

Unknowingly, five o'clock had arrived.

Yao Xiu came in and reminded them, "President, there are still two hours until the opening of the film festival. We may be stuck in traffic jams, how about we get ready to leave now?"

Han Yuanjun packed the documents in his hands and simply said, "Alright, we'll go and along the way, we could find something to eat."

Almost everyone was thinking the same thing.

As they took the elevator to the parking lot, there were a lot of people coming out of the employee's elevator.

Jiang Ning carried her long dress and walked out from the elevator. When she saw Han Yuanjun and Liang Zixuan walking out together, her delicate face sank.

What right did Liang Zixuan have to use the President's elevator with Han Yuanjun?

Why?

She hadn't even used it yet!

"Brother Jun." Jiang Ning put down her skirt and ran in 8 cm high heels shyly. "Brother Jun, my driver has not arrived yet. Can I go with you in your car?"

Han Yuanjun looked at her in disdain. "I have a lot of people in my car, it's not convenient for you to ride with us."

The whole backseat wasn't enough for Jiang Ning's dress, so where would he and Liang Zixuan sit?

Jiang Ning refused to give up. She frowned and said, "Then you can ask Liang Zixuan to take a taxi or take He Zimu's car."

Han Yuanjun frowned and looked at Jiang Ning coldly. "You can't take a taxi yourself? You can also go by He Zimu's car."

Jiang Ning's face tightened. No matter how thick the powder was on her face, it couldn't hide her unsightly expression. "Uncle Han asked you to take care of me."

Han Yuanjun smirked. "Your Uncle Han is so good to you. Go find him. Why are you looking for me?"

After saying that, he pulled Liang Zixuan towards his car without looking at Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning's eyes turned red with hatred. Her assistant took the car keys and ran out of the elevator. "Jiang Ning, let's go. I got the car keys."

Jiang Ning turned around and scolded her. "Why are you late?! You made me wait for you for so long!"

The assistant pursed her lips in a grievance. She lowered her head and silently walked toward the car.

Jiang Ning looked at her assistant's back and felt angry, as if the whole world bullied her. "Are you feeling wronged? I just threw a few sentences at you. To whom you are trying to show your grievance at!"

When Liang Zixuan and Han Yuanjun got into the car, they could still hear Jiang Ning's cackling in the empty parking lot.

Liang Zixuan didn't say anything, but Han Yuanjun raised his hand to cover her ears. "Less of that. Don't let her lead you astray."

Liang Zixuan: "…"

The road was completely jammed, stopping almost every few steps from waiting for traffic lights.

Liang Zixuan sat in the back, her palms sweating with nervousness as she thought of tonight's film festival.

Han Yuanjun could feel her nervousness while holding her hand.

Yao Xiu sat in the passenger seat and saw Han Yuanjun suddenly turn to look at Liang Zixuan. He quickly poked Zou Juan, the driver, in the thigh.

Zou Juan looked at him blankly. Yao Xiu immediately winked at him.

Zou Juan suddenly realized what was going on and quickly lifted the partition to separate the backseat from them.

Han Yuanjun tilted his head and looked at Liang Zixuan with a gentle gaze. "Are you nervous?"

Liang Zixuan sighed. "It's been a long time since I've been this nervous. I feel like I'm taking the college entrance exam."

Han Yuanjun chuckled. He pinched her chin, turned her face towards him, and kissed her lips. "Are you still nervous?"

Liang Zixuan blinked and licked her lips again. "It seems ... now it seems a little better."

Han Yuanjun held her in his arms and kissed her rosy lips, not giving her any chance to resist. Step by step, he kissed Liang Zixuan until her mind went blank.

Yao Xiu, who was sitting in front, embarrassedly touched his nose. Even though the partition was lifted up, the sound was too ambiguous.

It wasn't that he was thinking too much. It was because Liang Zixuan's voice was really too pleasant to hear.

Liang Zixuan's voice was very pleasant to hear and had a good quality. Her voice was also extremely beautiful. Even if she didn't sing, she would still be half a world apart from others just because of her voice.

Thinking about this, Yao Xiu suddenly realized that he was blaspheming the President's wife. He was stunned for a moment, then he raised his hand and pinched his thigh. It was only until he was in so much pain that tears began to flow out of his eyes that he finally stopped his dirty thoughts.

He was in incredible pain. He wanted to turn around and looked at Zou Juan for psychological comfort, but who knew that the moment he turned around, Zou Juan would actually have headphones in his ears!

Yao Xiu: "..."

"Alright, that's enough." Liang Zixuan pushed Han Yuanjun. With her head lowered, her face was as red as a ripe apple. It was like she tried to seduce someone. "I'm no longer nervous."

Han Yuanjun's hand had already reached for her shirt. Liang Zixuan didn't know when he had undone the three buttons on her collar. Her fair skin was faintly discernible. Han Yuanjun was so excited that he couldn't look away when he saw it.

He struggled to restrain himself, his voice was so dark and hoarse that it pleased the ears. "How about we don't go to the film festival and you come home with me now?"

"What are you talking about?" Liang Zixuan pressed her head against Han Yuanjun's chest, not letting him keep staring at her. "I've waited for this day for a long time. Besides, tonight is a life and death battle between Jiang Ning and me. I can't not go."

Han Yuanjun let out a long, depressing breath. He gently pushed Liang Zixuan away and helped her to straighten her clothes. "I was just joking. Aish, what should I do now? I can't hold it any longer."

Liang Zixuan finally raised her head and looked at his mischievous smile. "You have to hold it. You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

Han Yuanjun stopped what he was doing, a light flashed across his eyes. "It's the same for me if I eat it cold."

As he said that, he was about to unbutton the button he had just buttoned. Liang Zixuan smiled and dodged it. "Alright, stop messing around. Yao Xiu and the others are still in front."

Han Yuanjun pulled Liang Zixuan back to his embrace. "It's fine. They can't see us."

Yao Xiu immediately pouted. He might not be able to see it, but he could hear it!