Chapter 49: Kiss

"P-prove what?" She dared not look him in the eye, her hands gripping the bedsheet tightly, gripping it very tightly.

"Prove that I am not gay."

"H-how do I prove it?" she asked.

He looked at her, slowly leaning in close, his breath already spraying against her face; she could not help but close her eyes.

Immediately after, a kiss landed lightly on her lips, cool to the touch.

Yet the blood throughout her entire body felt as scorching as a volcanic eruption, and at the same time, her whole body trembled.

Then, he pressed his entire weight onto her; she was extremely nervous, wanting to push him away but unable to.

Perhaps because she was too flustered, she suddenly bit down on his lip.

He felt the pain and subconsciously pulled his lips away; this one bite had bitten his lip until it bled.

Han Yangting wiped his lip, looked at the bloodstain on his finger, and then looked at her with an expression of disbelief: "Bai Shuruo, you bit me?"

"I..."

She suddenly became at a loss for what to do.

On one hand, she felt it was too sudden. On the other hand, with him lying on top of her, she thought of scenes of childbirth on television; this psychological trauma was too terrifying!

Han Yangting did not know if he was angry, but he turned around and walked out the door.

Bai Shuruo sat blankly on the bed, sat for a while, and then covered her head with the quilt.

She also asked herself in her heart: Bai Shuruo, what exactly are you trying to stir up?

Now that Han Yangting had made his stance clear, he was not gay, and he married just to carry on the family line; as for her, she was already his legal wife, and she understood the duties of a wife—she could hide from today, but she could not hide from tomorrow.

Seeing how he finally could not help but kiss her just now, she knew: he was a man after all, and if there was no problem with his sexual orientation, then sooner or later, they would do that kind of thing.

Sigh, could she move out? Or get a divorce?

If she brought up divorce now, would it be too unkind? Although Han Yangting did not love her, he made breakfast and fresh juice every day, which showed that he was also sincerely trying to live a life with her, even if this life was just a life to be lived with anyone.

Bai Shuruo remained conflicted until the evening.

She did not know if it was because of good luck recently, but just when she was indecisive, He Jian sent her a message, saying there was an opportunity for a business trip and asking if she wanted to go; if she went, she could leave early tomorrow morning.

She did not even look clearly at the details of the business trip and agreed directly.

As long as she could leave this place, it would be fine.

On the other side.

The gathering for Ling Feng and the others had already ended, and Ling Feng actually proposed to take Bai Shunan home.

Bai Shunan looked at Ling Feng; she was a smart woman, and from the very beginning, she knew Ling Feng had a favorable impression of her, so she politely declined: "I can just hail a taxi to get home, no need to go back and forth, it's too much trouble."

Ling Feng laughed: "How can that be the same? A girl as pretty as you, it's easy to run into a bad driver when hailing a taxi, you know."

Bai Shunan tucked her long bangs from her forehead behind her ear; this movement was full of charm.

In fact, every gesture she made was full of charm.

She smiled: "You are a friend of my brother-in-law, so I won't beat around the bush; to tell you the truth, there is someone in my heart, and although he is just a jerk, apart from him, I cannot fit anyone else in for the time being."

Ling Feng's face immediately became a bit awkward, and he said stubbornly: "I didn't say I wanted to pursue you either; we are all friends, and you are the sister of my best friend's wife, so by extension, we are relatives too—can't I give this relative a ride?"

Bai Shunan smiled again, "But I don't like playing games of ambiguity either."

Ling Feng leaned toward her and said: "Honestly, if you had agreed just now, I would have looked down on you, but since you are so frank, I must make friends with you; today, I insist on taking you home."

Bai Shunan thought about it and felt that refusing again would be heartless, especially since things had already been laid out, so she agreed: "Fine, then let's go."

The two went downstairs to the underground parking garage.

Ling Feng's car was also a flashy sports car, yellow; playboys just love driving cars like this.

Bai Shunan got in, sent Ling Feng a location, and the sports car roared and stylishly hit the road.

This ride took her all the way to the building where Bai Shunan lived.

"Won't you invite me up for a sit?" Ling Feng asked.

Bai Shunan tossed her hair, her bright red lips smiling very seductively: "No, another day; I'm tired today."

Ling Feng naturally did not force it, and just as he drove the car away, another red sports car drove over.

Gu Yunting got out of the car and called out to stop Bai Shunan: "Bai Shunan, stop right there!"

Bai Shunan had already seen Gu Yunting at the corner, but she pretended not to know and only turned back to ask: "Why is President Gu here?"

"I called you so many times and you didn't answer, and you won't let me touch you; so it turns out you have a new flame," Gu Yunting said sarcastically.

Bai Shunan smiled coldly: "President Gu is so interested in my private life? But we are only in a superior-subordinate relationship; besides, I am single, and I have the right to look for a boyfriend."

Gu Yunting's face darkened.

"But you are my Secretary, and there are conditions to being my Secretary: you must keep your phone on 24 hours a day!"

Bai Shunan said indifferently: "Oh, sorry, I was hanging out at a friend's house today and didn't notice my phone."

She deliberately took her phone out of her bag; there were a total of 10 missed calls, plus dozens of WeChat messages.

Gu Yunting said: "You have neglected your duty today; I will deduct your salary."

"No problem," Bai Shunan said.

"I have sent all the work that needs to be done today to your phone; you must finish it today, and I will check it tomorrow. Also, prepare a banquet for me this weekend; Wanqing's performance won an award, see if we can live-stream it—she needs popularity now, she needs more traffic."

"Okay," Bai Shunan replied, "Apart from these, does President Gu have any other instructions? If not, I need to go back and work overtime."

Gu Yunting looked up at the floor above; he could see Bai Shunan's home from here. He used to come here often, but now that Mo Wanqing was back, he seemed to have no reason to go up.

"During this time, have any men been to your house?" Gu Yunting asked tentatively.

"That is my private business."

"It's not like I'm interested; you women are just lustful, you like men who look good, just like that one from just now—I'm afraid he has already been to your house, hasn't he?" Gu Yunting said while getting into the car.

Bai Shunan watched his sports car drive away, only feeling a dull ache in her chest.

Afterwards, she gave a self-deprecating laugh.

For that annual salary of 1.2 million, what was a little pain like this? She would get used to it.

However, upon returning home, Bai Shunan realized she had been naive; Gu Yunting was truly ruthless, as today's workload was several times greater than usual, and she worked overtime all night, only finishing the work at five in the morning.

……

At five-thirty in the morning, Bai Shuruo had already packed her luggage and was ready to head out.

It was also the day before packing that she had carefully looked at the location and duration of the business trip.

Going to Xijiang for charity work, for a period of one month.

No wonder such a task would fall to an intern like her; firstly, the conditions in Xijiang were extremely poor, secondly, the trip was long, and finally, it required someone good-looking with a good image, so the company's old hands naturally didn't want to go, and those who were willing might not meet the image requirements.

When Bai Shuruo stepped out of her room, she saw that Han Yangting's bedroom door was tightly shut.

At this hour, he should still be sleeping.

After thinking it over, she felt it was better not to disturb him, and would wait until seven o'clock to send him a WeChat message to let him know.

Thus, she dragged her suitcase and headed out.