Jian Fei hadn't brought any clothes with her yesterday, and the set she was wearing had been ruined by Ke Teng. Fortunately, when she woke up the next morning, he had already prepared new ones for her.
She was going to the hospital for ordinary clerical work, earning three to four thousand yuan a month, yet she was wearing such high-end brands.
Jian Fei felt extremely awkward.
Ke Teng was still not satisfied and wanted to drive her to work.
"Are you not happy unless those people in the office say I'm leeching off a rich man? Wearing designer clothes and riding in luxury cars, are you afraid people won't know our relationship?"
Perhaps it was because of the intimacy over the past two days that she had completely relaxed in front of Ke Teng, or perhaps Ke Teng treated her too well, making her a little spoiled. Jian Fei reverted to her usual sharp-tongued and cold demeanor in front of him.
However, Ke Teng actually enjoyed her arguing with him.
He raised his hands in surrender. "Alright, alright, I won't drive you. Whatever you say goes, okay?"
Once she arrived at the office, her beautiful and brand-new clothes perfectly showcased Jian Fei's figure, naturally drawing everyone's attention.
This finally made them start to suspect that her relationship with Ke Teng was not simple.
"Was the person who picked you up your friend that day? Just a regular friend? Why do I feel like it's not that simple?"
"Look at you now, all dressed in designer brands and looking so radiant. If you're in a relationship, just say so. We're not going to snatch him away from you, so why hide it?"
Jian Fei didn't understand their mindset, insisting on prying into other people's private affairs. She just smiled and said nothing.
She figured that Ke Teng would be returning to Shangcheng in a couple of days, and then everything would go back to how it was before, and people would naturally stop talking.
As it turned out, Ke Teng was a hundred times clingier than she had imagined.
At ten in the morning, the director handed Jian Fei a document in a file bag and gave her an address, telling her to go out and deliver it.
As she got into a taxi, she received a WeChat message from Ke Teng asking what she was doing.
Jian Fei told him the truth: "The director asked me to go out and deliver some documents."
"To whom? A man or a woman?"
"How would I know? He just gave me an address and said someone would receive me when I got there. What do you mean by asking that?"
Ke Teng didn't reply.
Jian Fei, bored, sat in the car and scrolled through their chat history, guessing that he was angry.
It couldn't be, could it? She was just going to deliver documents, and she hadn't informed him beforehand. Was he being that petty?
If he was so possessive and would throw a tantrum over such a small matter, that would be too much.
It seemed their relationship wouldn't last long.
Thinking about their interactions over the past two days, all that Ke Teng had brought her, and the imminent farewell, Jian Fei felt quite uncomfortable.
People say it's easy to go from frugality to luxury, but difficult to go from luxury back to frugality.
With such a high-quality "ex-boyfriend," it would be incredibly difficult to find someone who suited her in every way.
As she pondered, her mood worsened, and she remained glum until she reached her destination.
A staff member came to greet her, and Jian Fei gave them the specific conference room number she needed to go to.
Unexpectedly, when the door opened, Ke Teng's face appeared.
She was very surprised and, after a few seconds of愣, finally asked,
"Why are you here?"
But after asking, looking at his teasing and triumphant expression, Jian Fei realized belatedly that she had been tricked.
So he and the director had teamed up to tease her! They had deliberately said that on WeChat!
Thinking about her emotional journey just now, she couldn't help but feel annoyed and, with a shy gesture, threw the file at him.
"Boring! You deliberately played a trick on me? So childish!"
"I can't be bothered with you, hmph!"
With that, she turned to leave, but Ke Teng reached out and pulled her back into the conference room, closing the door.
He held her tightly in his arms.
"I missed you. I know this is wrong, but I just can't control it."
"I've been going crazy these past two days. Your voice, your smile, your every move, they flash before my eyes all the time."
"You didn't even message me first, so I had to come find you. Why such a big reaction? Don't you miss me?"
It would be a lie to say she didn't miss him.
Even though Jian Fei was in the office, her eyes were on the computer screen, and her hands were mechanically typing on the keyboard, her mind was filled with all sorts of thoughts about him.
Ke Teng's words to her, his small gestures, and even... she was just too embarrassed to say it.
As someone who had never been in a relationship before, it was easy for her to lose herself in her first romance.
How could a seasoned player like Ke Teng make such a mistake?
Hearing a handsome man say such things to her, no woman would be unhappy.
Jian Fei was secretly delighted but wouldn't admit it verbally.
"I'm very busy. I have so much work that I can't finish it all. How could I have time to think about you?"
Ke Teng frowned. "Then your director really doesn't know what's good for him."
"I've already made things so obvious, and he's still assigning you so much work. I need to give him another lesson."
"Ah?" Jian Fei looked up at him awkwardly.
"You, what did you say to our director? Did you tell him that we..."
"How could I? This is such a personal matter, how could I possibly tell anyone? It's just that your director is getting old, and he's a man, he should be able to figure it out himself."
Jian Fei: "..."
She thought she had played her part well, and the director knew nothing.
It turned out she was the clown.
"You've worked hard. It's all my fault for not hinting clearly enough that you had to do this work. Here, sit down and rest."
While he said "rest," he sat her on his lap, but he kept his hands roaming.
In the spacious, luxurious, bright, and quiet conference room, such a formal place...
Jian Fei felt no sense of security and quickly grabbed his hand.
"Can you be a bit more serious? It's broad daylight. Can't you do some proper work?"
"Who says I'm not doing proper work? I'm going on a business trip this afternoon, and I thought I wouldn't see you for a couple of days, so I was feeling upset."
"You're going on a business trip this afternoon? Where are you going?"
Ke Teng deliberately turned the computer screen towards her, opening a file for her to see.
It showed the distribution of his family's real estate company branches across the country, including municipalities directly under the central government and some county towns.
One location was marked with a red line, and its name was Pingnan County.
"Going here. There's a financial issue, and they've been deceiving their superiors and hiding things from them. I intend to investigate personally."
Upon seeing the words "Pingnan County," Jian Fei's eyes instantly lit up.
She didn't know if Ke Teng had done it deliberately or if it was a coincidence.
Because that was her hometown.
She hadn't been back to see it since her father's accident.
Only when she saw this dense map of branch company distribution did Jian Fei truly realize, in a tangible sense, how powerful the Ke family was.
Their companies were spread all over the country, even reaching their small county town.
Sunshine Peninsula, famous in their small county, was actually their product.
She had slept with a prince.
"How long will you be gone?"
The prince's hands roamed over his favorite places: "Not necessarily."