Zhao Lianjin suddenly felt this world was so strange.
Dai Paipai shamelessly called Li Qianfan "Dad," and the good-natured Su Laiyun was Ning Xiaolan's husband.
Li Qianfan had taken away the woman he loved, and Old Su was no longer easy to mess with.
Zhao Lianjin suddenly felt a pang of pain in his heart.
Old Su, who had almost been angered to death yesterday evening, felt instantly relieved after finally venting his anger this morning.
He strode with an arrogant gait towards Li Qianfan, smiling faintly, "Secretary Li, good morning."
"The father-in-law is really good at acting!" Li Qianfan muttered internally but bowed slightly, "Director Su, good morning."
The father-in-law and son-in-law walked away side by side, chatting and laughing.
Standing in place, Zhao Lianjin gritted his teeth, realizing his plan would need significant adjustments.
However, his most important task at the moment was to hurry to the Special Services Office and apologize to Deputy Director Ning, begging for forgiveness.
In the CEO's office.
When Li Qianfan walked in, fragrant tea was already brewed in a pink thermos.
The boss, Paipai, who should have been serving him, was now diligently wiping down tables and chairs for him like a dutiful wife.
She was no longer in her beige suit.
Her dark blue ruffled collar shirt was tucked into a black pencil skirt, making her slender waist look even more alluring.
Her legs, bare of stockings, were flawless, with even a hint of blue veins visible.
She wore black stiletto sandals, and her toenails were painted a delicate peach color.
Who said a woman's change of clothes made a man wait until his hair turned white?
She had arrived at the company at most ten minutes before Li Qianfan and had already transformed.
Although she still appeared dignified and intellectual, she exuded a subtle, indescribable allure.
Especially when she bent over to wipe the chair, the graceful curve of her back made one want to, well, do something suggestive, just like her name implied.
"Does it look good, Dad?"
Dai Paipai, still bent over wiping the chair, turned back and asked Li Qianfan, who stood at the doorway, in a soft voice.
Li Qianfan generously scanned the graceful curve and nodded, "It looks good."
Dai Paipai then asked, "Do you want to... Paipai?"
Did Li Qianfan want to?
He smiled and changed the subject, "When we're at the company, wiping tables and making tea is my responsibility."
Dai Paipai smiled charmingly and said nothing, but took her cloth and gracefully walked into the restroom.
"Why do I feel like Boss Paipai is getting a little too into character?" Li Qianfan sat in his chair, frowning.
In the restroom, in front of the sink.
Dai Paipai looked at the woman in the mirror, her cheeks flushed, and whispered to herself, "Why do I feel like I'm getting too into character?"
She could guarantee it with her honor!
The reason she had "mistakenly identified her father" was that she clearly realized Li Qianfan might be the only one who could save her. She had seized upon a loophole in his words, "I'm not your husband, let alone your father," and decisively abandoned all her pride, seizing the opportunity.
When she decided to do so, she had no ulterior motives; she just wanted a protector.
In the parking lot, in front of Zhao Lianjin, calling Li Qianfan "Dad" and telling him to paipai her actions were all to retaliate in kind.
But…
She was clearly "playing along," so why was she genuinely experiencing something?
A stir.
Yes.
That thing was called a "stir."
It made Dai Paipai uncontrollably, impulsively, and like a surging tide, constantly batter against the dam.
And the dam—
In just 24 hours (from seeing Li Qianfan yesterday morning until now), it had become riddled with holes.
It could be shattered by the surging tide at any moment.
Drowning Dai Paipai, making her completely lose herself, forget that her husband was still in the hospital, forget their past vows, and only obey her most primitive instincts, yearning to be paipai-ed by Li Qianfan.
That image of being lifted high and paipai-ed forcefully!
Suddenly flashed through Dai Paipai's mind.
Her knees went weak, and she almost knelt on the ground.
"No!"
Dai Paipai hastily supported herself with both hands on the sink, instantly regaining her senses, and let out a sharp cry.
Li Qianfan, who had just taken out his phone to tease his "black belt" wife, heard her scream.
What happened?
Li Qianfan was stunned for a moment, then shot up from his chair and quickly walked to the restroom door, raising his hand to open it.
But then he realized something.
He decided to knock instead of pushing.
"Who?"
Dai Paipai, her hands still on the sink, asked tremulously.
Outside the door, Li Qianfan's concerned voice came, "Boss Paipai, are you okay?"
Trembling from a figment of her imagination, Dai Paipai sobered up.
She quickly took a deep breath, "I'm fine."
Li Qianfan stopped knocking and speaking.
A few minutes later.
With her heart still trembling, Dai Paipai's emotions completely returned to normal.
"Dai Paipai, you can play along."
"But you absolutely cannot let this become real."
"You are Ming Shuai's wife, and you are each other's only love."
"Because of your foolishness, you have already caused him to fall into a deep sleep. This is already unforgivable."
"If you do anything against him again, how are you any better than the despicable Zhao Lianjin?"
"More importantly, Qianfan is so much younger than you, and he's a married man."
"His wife, Su Ziyu, is far superior to you in terms of figure, looks, temperament, and social status."
"The marital relationship between Qianfan and Su Ziyu is no less than yours and Ming Shuai's."
"Qianfan not resigning was a joint decision with Su Ziyu; they pity you and want to save you!"
"If you take advantage of Qianfan's help to harbor illicit desires for him,"
"Not only will Ming Shuai not forgive you, but the formidable Su Ziyu will never let you off, and you will completely lose Qianfan as your support. You will also look down on yourself."
"Dai Paipai!"
"Remember this, you must remain clear-headed at all times."
"You are a good woman."
"You cannot, for the sake of your primal desires, let Ming Shuai weep in the abyss, and cause Qianfan and his wife to fall out."
Dai Paipai looked at the woman in the mirror and spoke these words in a low voice, the lingering desire in her eyes disappearing.
Her gaze became clear again.
Her restless heart found an unprecedented peace.
She timely broke free from the chaotic fog of her thoughts, returned to the sunshine of a clear conscience, and moved forward on the right path.
Dai Paipai walked out of the restroom.
Li Qianfan, who had not received any reaction from his attempt to tease her, had just picked up a sales report. Seeing her emerge, he subconsciously looked up.
Their eyes met.
Dai Paipai, still dressed seductively, gave him a restrained smile and nod, then with a crisp pace, walked towards the office desk.
"Strange, she seems like a completely different person."
Li Qianfan was somewhat surprised but also secretly relieved.
This kind of Dai Paipai was what he wanted to see the most.
After all, he was a young man just past twenty, his youthful cells dividing rapidly.
He could easily withstand Su Ziyu's cold charm, but when a mature woman in her prime exuded a certain aura towards him, Li Qianfan might truly lose his reason for a moment and commit a mistake he would regret for a lifetime.
Beep beep.
As Dai Paipai, her heart at peace, immersed herself in her work, the intercom on her desk rang.
She casually pressed the speakerphone button with her finger and said calmly, "This is Dai Paipai."
"Hello, Director Dai. I am Zhao Tong, Assistant to Deputy Director Zhao," Zhao Tong's voice came through. "Deputy Director Zhao asked me to inform you that a meeting for all middle and senior management will be held in the conference room at 1:30 PM. Please attend on time, Director Dai."