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The next morning, I opened my eyes and found Feng Hongyang lying beside me. He usually left while I was asleep, so this was the first time I saw him in my bed in the morning.
I looked at him and suddenly remembered that last time at Runhe, he also slept until dawn. Thinking of this, I leaned in to observe him closely. Sleeping Feng Hongyang looked gentler than usual; his skin was clean, his eyelashes long, his nose high and straight, and his thin lips slightly pursed, giving off a sense of restraint.
Looking at his lips, I suddenly recalled what happened last night. When Feng Hongyang kissed me, his movements were fierce, but his lips were soft, like cotton candy. I stared at his lips and suddenly wanted to taste him again. As I leaned in to kiss him, he suddenly opened his eyes.
Our gazes met, and I froze. Feng Hongyang stared at me for a moment before raising his hand and hooking my finger with his index finger, pulling me back into his embrace. I lay on top of him, my heart racing.
Feng Hongyang looked at me and suddenly asked, "Did you touch my hand?" I paused and nodded, "Yes." "Why?" he asked. I pressed my lips together and replied, "For myself."
Feng Hongyang paused for a moment before suddenly flipping over and pinning me beneath him. I widened my eyes. Feng Hongyang stared at me, the darkness in his gaze swirling. "Jiang Yuan, this is what you asked for."
...
After returning from Haicheng, Feng Hongyang had me apply for a visa. I looked at him and asked, "Where are we going?" Feng Hongyang replied while looking through documents, "To the United States, New York."
I frowned and asked, "How long will we be gone?" "About a week," Feng Hongyang said as he lifted his gaze to meet mine. "What's wrong? Are you unwilling?" I lowered my eyes and asked, "Can I go back to Silver Star?"
Feng Hongyang squinted his eyes and said, "Do you really not want to be by my side?"
I pursed my lips and replied, "I just feel that I am more suited to work at Silver Star."
"No," Feng Hongyang said coldly, "I think you are more suited to be at Zhuo Ling."
I frowned and said, "Mr. Feng..."
"Enough," Feng Hongyang interrupted impatiently, "You can leave now."
I opened my mouth to say something else, but seeing his icy expression, I swallowed my words.
...
During Feng Hongyang's business trip, he kept me by his side as his little secretary.
In meetings, he also allowed me to sit in the corner.
However, he was always serious during meetings, and with his strong presence, the atmosphere in the conference room was quite oppressive. I didn't dare to move around and could only sit in the corner, pretending to take notes.
One day, Feng Hongyang and I went to meet a client.
In the conference room, I was sitting next to Feng Hongyang, taking notes when someone knocked on the door.
Feng Hongyang looked up and said, "Come in."
The door opened, and a few people walked in.
Upon seeing them, I froze—Ye Ming.
Ye Ming was also taken aback when he saw me: "...Jiang Yuan?"
Hearing this, Feng Hongyang raised his gaze at him: "Do you know each other?"
Ye Ming frowned and said, "Mr. Feng, this is..."
Feng Hongyang paused and replied, "She studies at Huada; we ran into each other by chance."
Ye Ming's expression was complicated: "I see."
Feng Hongyang stared at him: "Is there a problem?"
Ye Ming pressed his lips together and shook his head: "No."
...
Feng Hongyang and Ye Ming talked for a long time until noon before wrapping up.
After sending Ye Ming and the others off, Feng Hongyang glanced at me: "Are you hungry?"
I nodded: "Mm."
Feng Hongyang stood up: "Let's go; I'll take you out for lunch."
I followed him out of the conference room.
Once outside, I couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Feng, are you very familiar with Mr. Ye?"
Feng Hongyang tilted his head to look at me and asked, "What’s up?"
I pursed my lips and replied, "Just curious."
Feng Hongyang raised an eyebrow, "I've known him for a long time, but we're not close."
I blinked, "Oh."
Feng Hongyang stared at me and suddenly asked, "Are you interested in him?"
I shook my head, "No."
Feng Hongyang narrowed his eyes, "Then why are you asking so many questions?"
I frowned, "I only asked one question."
Feng Hongyang fell silent.
Since the last time he stayed over at Runhe, Feng Hongyang has been coming to Runhe every few days.
Sometimes he comes at night and leaves the next morning.
Other times he comes straight after work, and on weekends, he even stays here all day.
I looked at him and suddenly realized—his visits to stay over seem to be increasing.
At first, he just came over to sleep.
Later, he started helping me with my homework.
Since junior year courses are quite heavy, I often encounter questions I don't understand.
Initially, I would ask classmates or go to the library for information.
But then I found out that Feng Hongyang seems to know more than my classmates.
Whatever I asked him, he could almost always answer.
Gradually, I began to ask him directly.
He was also very patient, explaining everything clearly each time.
However, when he explained things, he always liked to get hands-on.
Like now—
I was sitting on the carpet with my computer and textbooks in front of me.
Feng Hongyang sat behind me with a pen in hand, explaining a complex problem.
After talking for a while, he suddenly shoved the pen into my hand.
I turned to look at him and asked, "What’s wrong?"
Feng Hongyang stared at me, his dark eyes swirling with intensity.
"Nothing," he said, pressing my hand down and guiding me to write a formula on the draft paper. "Remember this formula; it will be very helpful for this problem."
I nodded, "Okay."
Feng Hongyang explained it to me again and then asked, "Do you understand?"
I paused for a moment and nodded, "I understand."
"Good." Feng Hongyang shoved the pen into my hand. "Then write down the formula first."
"Mm." I took the pen and began to write the formula on the draft paper.
Feng Hongyang leaned over from behind me, looking down at my notebook.
I glanced at him and continued writing the formula.
After a while, I suddenly noticed that Feng Hongyang's breathing had become heavy.
I turned my head, looking at him in confusion.
Feng Hongyang was staring at me with intense eyes.
"Wha... what’s wrong?" I asked, bewildered.
Feng Hongyang squinted, "Nothing."
As he spoke, he suddenly grasped my wrist and pulled me into his embrace.
I fell onto his lap, breathless.
Feng Hongyang looked at me, his gaze deep: "Jiang Yuan."
I swallowed hard, looking at him: "Mr. Feng..."
Feng Hongyang leaned in and kissed my lips gently.
I blinked, staring at him.
Feng Hongyang fixed his gaze on me, desire swirling in his eyes.
I swallowed again, about to speak when Feng Hongyang suddenly held the back of my head and kissed me deeply.
...
In the evening, Feng Hongyang carried me back from the terrace.
I lay on his shoulder, breathing heavily.
Feng Hongyang set me down on the bed and looked at me with gentle eyes.
As I gazed at him, something suddenly came to mind.
"Mr. Feng..."
Just as I opened my mouth, Feng Hongyang raised his hand and covered my mouth.
I paused and blinked.
Feng Hongyang looked at me seriously and said, "Call me Hongyang."
I pursed my lips and replied, "Hongyang."
Feng Hongyang narrowed his eyes and said, "No, call me husband."
I widened my eyes, my cheeks flushed red. "H-husband?"
Feng Hongyang smiled with satisfaction. "Good."
I lowered my gaze, not daring to look at him.
Feng Hongyang rubbed my head and pulled me down to lie with him.
I curled up in his arms, my heart racing.
He kissed my forehead and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Sleep now."
"Mm." I responded softly and closed my eyes.
Feng Hongyang held me close and also shut his eyes.
The room was extremely quiet, with only the occasional crackling sound from the scented candle on the nightstand.
With my eyes closed, my breathing gradually became even.
Just as I was about to fall asleep, I suddenly heard Feng Hongyang's voice beside me: "Jiang Yuan."
I paused and opened my eyes. "Mm?"
Feng Hongyang looked at me with a complex expression. "Why do you always call me Mr. Feng?"
I pursed my lips. "…Because you are my boss."
Feng Hongyang narrowed his eyes. "Is that the only reason?"
I nodded. "Mm."
Feng Hongyang stared at me with sharp eyes. "No other reason?"
I hesitated for a moment and shook my head. "No."
Feng Hongyang fell silent for a moment before holding me tighter. "Sleep now."
"Mm." I softly replied and closed my eyes again.
Feng Hongyang held me close and didn't say anything more.
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