To be honest, Xu Lei's intention was indeed for her to use her charms to keep Jiang Cheng.
From the very beginning, he had assigned Jiang Cheng, a high-potential client, to her.
Wasn't it all just for this day?
If a project like Jiang Cheng's could be secured, it was a threshold that many Level 7 Account Managers might not even reach after five or six years of hard work.
But now that the day had truly arrived, Zhu Yan felt strange inside.
She felt as if she were taking advantage of Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng looked at the fawning look in the depths of Zhu Yan's eyes.
The corner of his mouth curled up.
Truthfully, if the conditions at China Merchants Bank were the same as other banks, Jiang Cheng would naturally prioritize Zhu Yan.
However, there were some things that even if you wanted to give them to the other person...
You couldn't just say it directly.
As the saying goes, people don't cherish what comes too easily.
In a relationship, it's either you controlling me or me controlling you; otherwise, it's just one person squeezing the top and the other squeezing the bottom.
So, in this business matter, Jiang Cheng still chose to keep Zhu Yan under his thumb.
He reached out, tossed the file back onto the desk, and leaned down to capture her lips again.
Suddenly being taken control of, Zhu Yan seemed a bit slow to react.
This kiss was deeper than the last, carrying an irresistible force, yet hiding a careful sense of cherishing.
Zhu Yan's body soon went soft under his kiss.
The distance she had deliberately kept vanished instantly, and her fingertips unconsciously tightened around Jiang Cheng's collar.
Her expression also unconsciously carried a hint of trying to please Jiang Cheng.
Their breaths mingled, becoming exceptionally clear in the quiet office.
Jiang Cheng's hand slid down her waistline, gently cradling the back of her neck to deepen the kiss.
It was as if he wanted to melt all those previous concerns and anxieties into this sudden intimacy.
His hand returned once more inside the black silk stockings.
A tearing sound rang out, and Zhu Yan said coquettishly, "Mmm, I only brought one pair of stockings, and now they're snagged. How am I supposed to wear them later~~"
"Don't worry, as long as you don't take too large a step, no one will see this spot."
The documents on the desk were pushed askew.
With a sweep of his hand, Jiang Cheng then placed Zhu Yan on the glass table.
"The glass on my table isn't ordinary glass; its load-bearing capacity is very strong. Look at you, lying on it now without any burden at all."
Seeing Jiang Cheng start to undress while he spoke...
Zhu Yan shyly covered her face.
"Let's go to the room, it's too bright here??"
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng leaned down and pulled Zhu Yan's hands away from her face.
He looked at her flushed face with a wicked grin.
"What? Are you shy??"
"This... let's change places. Why don't you sit on my'side' first?"
Zhu Yan was not Wang Yuyan, after all.
She had only spent time with Jiang Cheng once during the New Year.
Although it was multiple times in that one instance.
But they weren't together every day, after all.
Being intimate again now, it was inevitable to feel a bit awkward and shy.
Hearing this, Zhu Yan nodded obediently.
She got up and sat on the sofa.
????
Seeing her simply sitting on the sofa...
Jiang Cheng gave a helpless smile.
She truly was a Girl with a privacy value of 99.
"I didn't mean *that* side..."
"Ah???"
...Soon, a crisp "ding—" suddenly exploded outside the office.
It was the unique electronic sound of a code lock unlocking, like an ice needle piercing straight into the suggestive atmosphere.
Hearing this, Zhu Yan's body froze instantly, and the next second she scrambled up like a startled rabbit.
She quickly grabbed her black silk stockings that were cast aside.
"Didn't you say no one could come up to the top floor?!" Her voice trembled, and her knee accidentally hit Jiang Cheng's leg bone, making her gasp in pain.
Jiang Cheng's shirt still had two buttons open; hearing this, he also panicked and scrambled to grab his trousers.
"It should be Chen Xueer... she has emergency access."
It wasn't that he was afraid of their relationship being discovered.
It was just that the current scene was not suitable for Chen Xueer to see.
Not just Chen Xueer; even if Yu Xiaoxiao saw this scene, she would inevitably feel a pang of jealousy.
Their relationship had just made progress; if she walked in on this embarrassing scene, her favorability would likely take a huge hit.
"I haven't even put my pants on yet!" Zhu Yan's voice had just fallen.
A "thump, thump, thump" knocking sound hit the door, followed by Chen Xueer's sickeningly sweet voice: "President Jiang~ Are you inside? I'm coming in, okay?"
Hearing this, Zhu Yan was even more terrified and hid behind the curtains.
Seeing her panicked state, Jiang Cheng didn't even have time to put on his pants.
Standing up, Jiang Cheng grabbed Zhu Yan and stuffed her under the desk.
"Hide here!"
He had "tested" this Italian imported solid wood desk with Yu Xiaoxiao before.
The quality of this desk was very good.
Not only was the desk very heavy, but the space underneath was also quite large.
After stuffing Zhu Yan in, there was still enough room for another person after his own legs were inside.
Not only was the space large, but the front was also very thoughtfully sealed off.
The modesty panel was perfectly fitted, not even letting a shadow leak out.
It truly was designed with the president's needs in mind.
When Zhu Yan curled inside, her ankle accidentally hooked on a desk leg; the slight sound made both of them hold their breath.
Just as Jiang Cheng hid his legs, the office door "clicked" open.
Chen Xueer poked her head in, her brown curls brushing against the door frame: "President Jiang~"
Seeing Jiang Cheng sitting stiffly in his chair, Chen Xueer tilted her head in confusion: "Why aren't you saying anything? What are you doing??..."
Jiang Cheng's Adam's apple bobbed as he pretended to be calm and picked up a file on the desk: "Oh, I was thinking about a project and didn't hear you."
As soon as he finished speaking, a "rustle" suddenly came from under the desk.
Zhu Yan's stockings got tangled around his ankle; in her panic to pull them away, she knocked over the trash can under the desk.
"Clatter—" The sound of a plastic bottle rolling was exceptionally piercing in the quiet office.
Chen Xueer's gaze immediately swept toward the bottom of the desk: "Eh? Did something fall?"
Jiang Cheng leaned over and picked up the trash can.
"It's nothing, the trash can just fell. Is there something you need??"
Today, Chen Xueer was wearing a sharply tailored white suit skirt.
A Gucci silk scarf was tied around her neck.
The colors of the scarf made her neckline appear even fairer.
Her long brown hair had been meticulously styled, with the ends slightly curled and her bangs swept to the side.
Her makeup was light, but because her natural features were so good...
Her entire face retained feminine softness while exuding the capable aura of a corporate executive.
One look and you could tell she was sharp and efficient.