The flowers bloom on the path, you may return slowly.

Translated into modern language, it means—Madam, you've been at your parents' home long enough, it's time to come back.

So, seven days later, Vivian set off on her journey back to school, using an internship in City B as an excuse.

The newly purchased 'Dictionary of Classical Poetry Appreciation' was spread open on the small dining table. Amid the slight turbulence of the plane, Vivian looked down at the book, but the faint smile on her lips and the pages that hadn't been turned for a long time told others that she had been lost in thought for quite a while.

"Attention passengers, the plane is about to land. Please put away your tables and fasten your seatbelts."

"Attention passengers..."

The flight attendant repeatedly reminded the passengers of the safety precautions. Vivian snapped back to reality and packed her things. Ten minutes later, the plane landed smoothly at the Capital Airport. She declined the invitation from a fellow passenger with a car and cheerfully boarded the airport bus heading towards University A.

She hadn't told Nai Shawn about her return, hoping to surprise him, but maybe it would be a shock instead?

As she imagined Nai Shawn's possible reactions, Vivian once again drifted off on the bus.

The bus took over half an hour to reach the final stop. After transferring to a public bus, Vivian arrived at the building where ZyTech was located, almost at 1 PM.

Perhaps due to the weekend break, there weren't many people moving around in the building, making it seem quite empty. But even the elevator taking a break was too much.

Vivian looked at the "Under Maintenance" sign in front of the elevator and helplessly started climbing the stairs with her suitcase.

Fortunately, Master's company was only on the sixth floor, so climbing was still beneficial for her health.

In the middle of summer, climbing stairs with a heavy suitcase was not a pleasant task, but strangely, Vivian didn't feel any frustration.

Because the suitcase was too heavy, it took Vivian about ten minutes to climb the six floors. However, when she reached the entrance of ZyTech, she heard a "ding" sound, and the elevator door next to her opened, with a woman and two men stepping out...

The elevator...

Was actually working?

Vivian wiped her sweat, feeling an urge to kick it a few times.

At that moment, the glass door of ZyTech was also opened, and a tall, strong man walked out. With a square face and a large build, wearing a yellow T-shirt, it was none other than George Yu.

No matter when, beautiful people always attract the most attention. As George Yu walked out, the first person he saw wasn't the woman and two men in front of him, but Bella Vivian standing to the side.

George Yu almost doubted his eyes, staring in surprise at Vivian from head to toe.

Vivian was actually more surprised than him, awkwardly raising her hand slightly as a greeting.

George Yu opened his mouth but didn't make a sound. He finally remembered his business, moved his eyes away from Vivian, and stepped forward to shake hands with the woman who had come out of the elevator: "Director Fang, welcome, welcome. It's really hard for you to come over in such hot weather. I'm Xiao Yu, haha."

The woman referred to as Director Fang looked about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, wearing a striped tank top and short skirt, with a metallic wide belt, exuding a unique sense of fashion. She smiled and shook hands with George Yu: "Hello."

"President Xiao originally wanted to come out to greet you personally, but unfortunately, he had a call..."

"It's us who came at the wrong time," Director Fang said with a smile. "The effect of the scene music came out today, and we were eager to let you hear it. Your President Xiao is an expert in this area, and we need his guidance."

Listening to their polite conversation, Vivian felt more and more like wailing.

What's going on! Didn't Master say he was the only one in the company today? That's why she dared to come directly to his company. Now, not only is George Yu here, but these people also seem to be looking for Master...

Maybe she should sneak away now and contact Master in the evening.

However, before Vivian could act...

"Is this lady also an employee of your company?" Director Fang's gaze fell on Vivian with a complex expression.

George Yu touched his chin and said, "Haha, she's a family member of our company's employee."

For a moment, several pairs of eyes turned to Vivian.

Under the gaze of everyone.

Vivian dragged her suitcase, suddenly feeling like she had been caught eloping.

"Please, please, everyone, come inside." George Yu opened the glass door, inviting Director Fang and others in, then waved at Vivian.

Vivian hesitated for a moment, then followed with her suitcase.

ZyTech was still the same as when Vivian last visited, empty inside. According to Master, the employees of ZyTech had been working overtime for two weeks straight, with some even sleeping in the company at night. So after completing this phase of tasks, he forced them to take a break.

But why wasn't George Yu on break...

While entertaining the guests, George Yu didn't forget to gossip, quietly falling a few steps behind, and whispered with a chuckle, "Third Sister-in-law, are you eloping?"

"Is this called eloping?" Vivian weakly retorted, "This is clearly a public performance."

George Yu laughed, mysteriously saying, "Your performance timing is too perfect, a real surprise."

Vivian was puzzled, looking at him suspiciously. Just as George Yu was about to say more, Vivian's eyes suddenly shifted to the other side.

At the end of the office, a tall and elegant figure was walking towards them.

He moved through the cubicles with a calm and graceful demeanor, his expression always indifferent. Suddenly, he paused, his gaze sharply directed towards them.

His deep black eyes met Vivian's gaze.

Vivian hadn't seen him for over a month, and her heart suddenly pounded like a drum.

He only paused for a moment, then continued walking as usual, reaching them in no time. Director Fang stepped forward, extending her hand: "President Xiao."

Nai Shawn shifted his gaze, shook her hand politely: "Director Fang, sorry for the delay."

"Not at all, it's us who were abrupt."

Nai Shawn smiled slightly, exchanged a few more polite words, then looked at George Yu. George Yu understood immediately, inviting Director Fang and others, "Director Fang, please, our company's conference room has the best sound equipment. Let's go there to listen to the effect."

George Yu led the group to the conference room, while Nai Shawn took Vivian's suitcase, saying calmly, "Follow me."

He wasn't surprised at all.

Vivian's enthusiasm for her public performance had already been dampened, and seeing Nai Shawn completely unfazed, she couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed. The little drum that had been beating in her heart quietly stopped. This feeling spread, and Vivian even noticed, for once, that Nai Shawn's steps were much faster than usual.

Could it be that he was in a hurry to settle her down so he could entertain the guests?

Although this was the right thing to do, at least he could welcome her, even if just verbally.

Vivian followed Nai Shawn with a faint sense of grievance. Nai Shawn opened the office door, slightly stepping aside to let her in first.

Vivian walked in dejectedly.

"Click."

The sound of the door closing came from behind.

Vivian instinctively turned around, only to feel a tightness around her waist. A scorching hand gripped her like a branding iron, and the hot breath approached from behind. Then, somehow, her body turned, and Vivian was pressed against the door.

The suitcase fell to the floor with a "bang."

Nai Shawn leaned down, his long legs closing in, and lowered his head to fiercely press against her lips.

Vivian's mind seemed to click, completely blank.

At first, it was just her lips being forcefully sucked and rubbed. Gradually, the other party seemed unsatisfied and began to invade further. Caught off guard, Vivian's teeth offered no resistance, easily pried open, allowing him to advance unimpeded. The scorching lips and tongue, unrestrained, ravaged her mouth with wild abandon.

As the kiss deepened, their bodies were almost entirely pressed together, yet the person pressing against her seemed to find it insufficient, pressing even closer. Behind her was the cold door, while every part of her body in contact with him burned like fire. Vivian felt as if she were caught between ice and fire, with no way out.

"Mmm..."

Vivian couldn't catch her breath, instinctively trying to push him away a little, but it was completely useless, only inviting stronger suppression. Vivian felt dizzy and lightheaded, as if her waist was about to break. His breath seemed to travel through her mouth to her limbs, draining all her strength.

She didn't know how long it lasted, but in the chaos, she seemed to hear a knock on the door and someone saying, "President Xiao, it's not good to keep people waiting in the conference room for too long, is it?"

...

This sneaky voice, was it George Yu?

A moment of clarity flashed through Vivian's mind. Realizing someone was just outside the thin door, she felt a surge of embarrassment and unease, instinctively trying to retreat. But the person on her seemed to punish her distraction, invading even more fiercely.

The person outside seemed to walk away.

Just when she thought she couldn't take it anymore, the storm suddenly stopped. But he didn't leave, his lips and tongue gently soothing the territory that had just been ravaged...

After a long time, he finally let her go completely.

Vivian got a chance to breathe, but her mind still lacked the strength to think. His hand slightly relaxed its grip on her, and she almost embarrassingly couldn't stand, instinctively wrapping her arms around his slender waist.

Ah!

When Vivian realized what she had done, she was utterly mortified, reflexively trying to explain: "The food on the plane was too hard to eat..."

Halfway through her sentence, Vivian stopped herself in time. Fortunately, she woke up in time and didn't finish the sentence. If she had continued to say she didn't have the strength because she hadn't eaten enough, even if Master didn't laugh at her, she would have wanted to hang herself.

She was so weak that her voice was very small. Nai Shawn seemed not to have heard even the first half of her sentence, his hot breath lingering on her neck.

After a moment, he finally stepped back a little, his deep black eyes gazing at her from close range, then he took her hand and kissed it: "Wait for me here."