He slapped his own face lightly, "Song Jun, you truly are a beast, capable of anything."
After muttering, he seemed unable to accept reality, leaning against the stairwell wall, clenching his fist and pounding it, "Mad, mad, mad, how could I have slept with Shen Liannuo?"
If this were in the Hidden Clans, he might even be taken into Shen Liannuo's harem.
"What did you say? You slept with Shen Liannuo?"
Suddenly, a voice sounded beside his ear.
Song Jun immediately turned his head and his pupils contracted, "Pei Ying, why are you here?"
Pei Ying was standing at the turn of the stairs, holding breakfast.
Song Jun then remembered that since Shen Liannuo preferred to eat egg pancakes from outside, he had asked Pei Ying to deliver egg pancakes and soy milk to her room every morning.
Who knew that Pei Ying would catch him today.
Pei Ying, tall and slender, wore professional attire. Her short hair was neatly styled, giving her a fresh and capable appearance.
Her eyes stared at Song Jun in disbelief. Upon closer inspection, a hint of disappointment could be seen deep within her pupils.
"I never thought you were this kind of person." Pei Ying rolled her eyes at him and turned to go downstairs.
Seeing this, Song Jun immediately chased after her, grabbing her arm, "No, no, no, don't go."
He blocked her path in two quick steps, stopping her, "It was an accident. Shen Liannuo was in a bad mood yesterday, I accompanied her for drinks, and we both drank a little too much. Naturally, it just... it just happened..."
The rest was understood by both of them.
Song Jun pleaded awkwardly, "Pei Ying, you must keep this a secret, otherwise, otherwise the boss will surely kill me."
"Hmph, you have to bear the consequences of your own actions."
Pei Ying disdained to waste any more words with him, pushed Song Jun aside, and left.
"Pei Ying? Pei Ying?" Song Jun called out a few times, but the departing Pei Ying didn't look back.
He was immediately overwhelmed.
...
Zhuo Rui Technology.
In the morning, Qing Muye was in his office handling documents when someone knocked on the door. He responded, "Come in."
The person outside pushed the door open and walked in.
Qing Muye looked up and realized it was Song Jun, "Why are you here?"
He asked, then lowered his head to continue reading the file.
After returning home, washing up, and changing, Song Jun decided to go see Qing Muye.
Feeling guilty, he shuffled to Qing Muye's desk and stood by it, stammering, "Boss, I..."
Having grown accustomed to Song Jun's usual directness in speaking and acting, seeing him suddenly become hesitant clearly indicated he had encountered a problem.
Qing Muye closed the file and leaned back, resting his head against the executive chair, his cold eyes fixed on him, "Whatever it is, just say it."
"Boss, yesterday... yesterday I..."
Song Jun didn't know how to tell Qing Muye. He thought about it for a long time but couldn't find a good way to say it. Seeing Qing Muye's expression grow increasingly stern, he mustered his courage and blurted out, "Yesterday Shen Liannuo was in a bad mood and dragged me for drinks. We both drank too much, and then I don't know how it happened, but I slept with her."
He spoke at an extremely fast pace, as if afraid he wouldn't finish saying everything if he was even a second slower.
Qing Muye, on the other hand, showed a hint of surprise. He stared at Song Jun in disbelief, his thin lips parting as if to say something, but he didn't know what to say.
Finally, he just raised his hand to his forehead and calmly asked, "What did Shen Liannuo say?"
"Young Mistress Liannuo told me to get lost." Song Jun occasionally called her 'Young Mistress Liannuo' in private, out of respect.
Qing Muye's brows, dark as ink, furrowed slightly, "You're lucky to be alive. You should be grateful for not losing your life."