Secretary Jiang Chen carried the items back into the building, told Miss Xu Nanyin that he had gotten them, and asked if the items were safe.
Miss Xu Nanyin found his question odd.
Did he think she would do something to Mr. Song Huaixu?
She called him directly, “Why would you ask that?”
Secretary Jiang Chen hadn’t expected her to be so straightforward.
He thought this call should be for the Boss instead.
“Miss Xu, it’s like this. There have been unpleasant incidents before, and the situation was quite serious. As a secretary, I can’t let my guard down.”
What he said sounded reasonable enough, so Miss Xu Nanyin asked curiously, “What kind of unpleasant incidents? Can you tell me?”
“I can. You can look it up in the news,” Secretary Jiang Chen didn’t hide it.
“Someone tried to harm the Boss, made dangerous items themselves…”
He didn’t go into detail, but Miss Xu Nanyin already had her guesses.
After all, in Port City, gangs used to be rampant, only fading out around the turn of the millennium.
She’d seen movies about it, and there was even a kidnapping and extortion case last year.
But what exactly had Mr. Song Huaixu done to make someone hate him that much? He seemed pretty decent to her.
“So what happened in the end?” she asked.
“President Song was, of course, unharmed. He never accepts anything.”
Miss Xu Nanyin naturally knew he was fine—she’d seen him lively at the banquet just last night.
“I mean the person who sent the dangerous item.”
“They were taken away by the Police. This year… next month, I think they’ll be released from prison.”
Miss Xu Nanyin placed her hand over her heart as she listened.
How dramatic. She’d thought dangerous items on the Mainland just meant knives or something, but this was enough to land someone in jail?
And Mr. Song Huaixu was still alive and well.
Was this man some kind of demon king in the business world?
“This isn’t a dangerous item, just an everyday tool. Don’t misunderstand.”
Though, it could release fire.
Secretary Jiang Chen chuckled, “Alright.”
Naturally, he wouldn’t check what the Boss’s private gift was.
He knocked, entered the office, and placed it on the desk.
“Boss, this is from Miss Xu.”
Mr. Song Huaixu glanced at it indifferently. It was a brand he didn’t recognize. He swept a cold look at Secretary Jiang Chen.
“Are you her secretary or mine?”
“…”
Secretary Jiang Chen retreated from the office, feeling a chill.
The man hooked the shopping bag with a curled finger.
Inside was a delicate box in white and pink tones.
On the right side, it read electric massager.
He opened it unhurriedly, finding a white rabbit-shaped item about the size of his palm.
Mr. Song Huaixu frowned slightly. Cuteness was far from him.
His gaze landed on the instructions beside it, which he opened at random.
It detailed the usage, was thorough and considerate, and reminded beginners not to start at the highest setting to avoid hurting a woman’s most sensitive place.
He only remembered that when she hugged him last night, the fullness pressing against him had been unbelievably soft, and even her suppressed, lip-biting moans had been sweet.
She was very sensitive.
It was hard not to let one’s imagination run wild.
Miss Xu Nanyin looked so well-behaved.
If she used this, she’d have to do it herself, step by step as the instructions said—surely a vivid, alluring sight.
Mr. Song Huaixu’s eyes darkened.
What did she mean by giving him something like this?
He didn’t unwrap the white rabbit, putting the instructions back as they were.
After a moment’s thought, he figured she probably grabbed the wrong thing.
She didn’t even want to admit to hugging him, so shy she might run back to Port City in the middle of the night if she found out.
The English slogan on the box flashed before his eyes.
“Open it, and tonight’s stress will melt away.”
“Make every moment wonderful.”
***
“Song Huaixu accepted the gift but didn’t respond at all.”
Miss Xu Nanyin was puzzled, lying on her back on the sofa, her long hair cascading in gentle waves over the edge.
She messaged Secretary Jiang Chen: [Did your boss get the gift?]
Secretary Jiang Chen: [I handed it to him myself.]
Miss Xu Nanyin: [Then why hasn’t he said anything? He could at least say if he liked it.]
Secretary Jiang Chen rubbed his forehead, remembering how he’d been told he was her secretary earlier that day, and suggested: [Why don’t you ask him yourself?]
Miss Xu Nanyin felt that would be embarrassing.
In Port City, the heiresses who received her gifts were always delighted.
As for the young masters, she’d only ever given gifts when there was an engagement, never on her own.
She gave up, turning to A Li, “Tomorrow let’s go check on the Old Residence.”
A Li had bought some delicious food and mumbled with her mouth full, “I’ll sleep in the other room tonight, so you can try your new toy.”
“…”
Miss Xu Nanyin’s cheeks heated up again.
“A Li, can you not bring that up every day?”
“This is a secret only the heavens, you, and I know. No one else does.”
A Li was carefree.
“Fine, I won’t mention it.”
After eating Red Braised Crab with Rice Cake, A Li ran to the bathroom to draw a bath for her Princess, added sleep-aiding Essential Oil, lit Aromatic Candles, and put on Music.
She was about to stay, but Miss Xu Nanyin pushed her out.
“Go do your own thing, I can manage by myself.”
A Li sighed, “Ever since coming here, there’s Yun Xia, and now you can handle things alone. I can’t help much.”
She liked feeling needed.
Miss Xu Nanyin pinched her cheek, then went to the bathroom.
When she did it herself, she liked to be clean and fragrant, to fully enjoy it.
After a long while, she came out wrapped in a towel, her slender calves gleaming as she rummaged through today’s Shopping Bags for the toy’s paper bag.
White…
Hmm?
Seeing the intricate pattern printed on the paper bag, Miss Xu Nanyin’s relaxed expression froze.
Wasn’t this the bag for Mr. Song Huaixu’s gift?
She reached in and pulled out a Greeting Card, her own handwriting on it.
Miss Xu Nanyin’s heart pounded. Did she give the wrong thing?!
Sure enough, her suspicion was quickly confirmed.
After searching every Shopping Bag, she couldn’t find that English brand anywhere.
Did that guy deliver her toy to Mr. Song Huaixu?
He promised he’d remember everything!
She was too trusting!
Miss Xu Nanyin cried out, covering her cheeks with her hands.
What should she do?
How could such a blunder happen to her?
If she’d known, she wouldn’t have sent a gift…
If she received a male adult toy, she’d definitely suspect the sender was a pervert harassing her on purpose.
Would Mr. Song Huaixu think she was trying to seduce him?
No wonder he hadn’t responded all day.
Such an embarrassing thing had happened to her.
Maybe she should just go back to Port City tonight and never see him again?
After a while, Miss Xu Nanyin snapped back to reality.
No one had contacted her yet, and Mr. Song Huaixu didn’t like receiving gifts.
Maybe he hadn’t even opened the bag.
He was a busy man.
There was still hope to fix this.
Miss Xu Nanyin sent a message to test the waters: [Huai Xu-ge, did you open the gift I gave you today?]
No reply.
Miss Xu Nanyin sent a photo to Secretary Jiang Chen, asking: [He’s not answering me.]
Secretary Jiang Chen glanced at the time and was speechless—it had only been a minute.
[Maybe he’s busy?]
Miss Xu Nanyin: [Is he at home?]
Secretary Jiang Chen sent an address called Baihu Bay: [That’s where the Boss is staying lately.]
Miss Xu Nanyin: [I was just asking.]
She really didn’t want to see Mr. Song Huaixu.
If he’d already opened the gift, she’d be so embarrassed.
But… she still had to get the item back.
Miss Xu Nanyin searched Baihu Bay and was surprised to find it was right by Ning Lake, a top-tier, ultra-private lake-view villa.
It was less than ten minutes from Feilan Hotel.
Her eyes lit up. She took off her towel, quickly changed into a comfortable camisole dress, threw on a shawl, grabbed the paper bag, and headed out.
Feilan had a dedicated car.
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