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Unexpectedly Bumping Into You
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“Lin Xiaoran! C Building, 28th Floor, President Shen's special order: Caramel Macchiato, urgent!”
The team leader's commanding voice echoed through the entire kitchen. I flinched, nearly sending the freshly whipped milk foam flying. President Shen—once again, it was the legendary Shen Zhi Zhou! He was the big boss of our company’s trendy dessert brand, Tang Cube, and also the founder and chief designer of a top architectural firm in the glittering office building next door. A dragon that one could see only in glimpses, he was the true financial backer behind Tang Cube.
There were many legends about him: young and accomplished, sharp-eyed, unapproachable, and… devastatingly handsome. In my six months at the company, I had only seen him from a distance once; his aura of “stay away” could freeze a person from ten meters away.
“Come on! President Shen specifically requested you because your latte art is the most stable!” The team leader urged again.
I took a deep breath to steady myself. Stable? I might not have checked the calendar before leaving home today. Carefully completing the latte art, a perfect heart floated on the surface of the coffee. I picked up the tray and sprinted toward the elevator like an athlete preparing for a hundred-meter dash.
On the 28th floor of C Building, an air of professionalism filled the reception area. I announced my name, and the receptionist smiled as she pointed down the hallway: “President Shen is in the meeting room; you can take it directly in.”
Take it directly in? I was a bit confused. Don’t such important figures usually have their secretaries handle this?
Steeling myself, I approached the heavy frosted glass door and could vaguely see a few figures inside. I gently knocked, and a deep, pleasant voice with no warmth replied, “Come in.”
Pushing open the door, my eyes immediately landed on Shen Zhi Zhou at the head of the table. He wore a perfectly tailored dark gray suit, his brow slightly furrowed as he listened to someone report beside him. His profile was sharp, with high cheekbones and long eyelashes that resembled tiny fans. In person, he was even more… “icy” than in photos.
I tried to minimize my presence, holding my breath as I crouched slightly to place the coffee on the empty spot beside him.
However, just as I got closer, the man reporting must have gotten too excited and swung his arm wildly, colliding right into my elbow that held the tray!
“Buzz—” My mind went blank.
The next second, accompanied by a suppressed gasp from someone in the room, that cup of Caramel Macchiato—my pride in stable latte art—arced through the air in an incredibly perfect parabola, carrying its steaming warmth and sticky caramel straight onto Shen Zhi Zhou’s suit jacket that looked more expensive than my monthly salary!
The heart-shaped latte art splattered across his chest like abstract art.
Time seemed to freeze.
The sound of a pin dropping could be heard in the meeting room.
I stood petrified in place, holding an empty tray while my brain looped on two words: done for.
Shen Zhi Zhou slowly lowered his head to look at the mess on his chest before raising it again; his deep-set eyes now glimmered with icy shards as they locked onto me—the rigid figure standing before him.
His thin lips parted slightly; his voice was eerily calm yet laced with frost: “What is your name?”
I—Lin Xiaoran—had managed to make a memorable impression on my boss Shen Zhi Zhou in an extremely socially disastrous way after just six months on the job. I could even feel that “culprit” beside me quietly inching away to distance himself from me.
At that moment, all I wanted was to vanish into thin air.
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