Chapter 212 - The Boss Has a New Assistant (3)

When Huo Sishen got out of his meeting and saw his female secretary who smiled at him through the glass window of his office, he couldn't help but frowned.

After a while, someone knocked on his door.

Boss, Ive made you coffee.

His frown deepened.

The next minute, the door was opened up and he could detect a strong scent of perfume.

That of rose.

Or something along that line. Yet that smell only made him feel irritable.

Its very hot still, Boss.

A delicate voice quickly came from the female secretary through her face mask.

Huo Sishens look became even colder.

He looked up and saw that pair of flickering eyes that were looking at him through the window earlier.

She had on eyeliner and very delicate makeup.

Yet

He was feeling more and more disgusted.

Especially when she bent over and her long hair cascaded onto his desk.

He abruptly and irritably tossed his pen down!

Xu Jiao had been observing his microexpressions closely.

She had purposefully applied the perfume that no men could resist and checked her eye makeup. She had been trying to flirt with him this entire time.

Her voice was delicate and charming.

When she bent over, one could even see part of her groove.

Her long hair, most representative of her femininity, even brushed over his desk. Everything had gone the way she had planned.

See? He did feel something!

Even his look has changed.

He even tossed away his pen.

He couldnt focus on his work anymore.

He had turned all of his attention on her.

Xu Jiao was most delighted all of a sudden.

Nevertheless

The very next second, a voice that was suffocatingly cold resounded in the low-pressured room.

Pick up all the hair that youve dropped!

Pour out the coffee and toss the cup!

Tie your hair up. If you drop one more hair in my office, you are done for!

And, no more rose scented perfume!

Disgusting.

That word couldnt be written over his face any clearer.

At that very moment, Huo Sishen was so irritated that he couldnt focus on his work.

The strong sense of repulsiveness made him feel unwell.

He took another look at this female secretary and all he could feel was dirty, messy, and cheap.

Her hair was stuck onto her white coat due to static electricity.

Her face was dry from having applied too much makeup

While he was feeling irritated, his cellphone sitting on his desk vibrated.

He picked it up with his eyes narrowed.

[Have you received your red packet today: Have you had breakfast yet? Sorry I have overslept. QAQ. Press 1 if you are mad at me.]

His thin lips were pressed shut.

He couldn't help but recalled the girls fine and slim figure and the crazy night last night.

Her hair was black and thick but none had ever fallen where he could see.

Her little face was powdery and tender, her red lips were like almond, and her eyes were limpid. Her entire person was very clean and neat.

Even the light hint of rosy scent from her was quiet like that from a small rose bud from ones garden. It was not of the stimulating type.

Thinking about that dissipated a lot of the disgust he was feeling right now.

Quickly, his ears started to burn.

His fingers ran over his screen gently and his jaw was tightened.

Last night was such a ridiculous night!

Huo Sishen frowned deeply.

When he noticed it, his blood was already roiling uncontrollably.

Just thinking about it a little bit and he could recall the limp octopus from the day before and the soft sensation of her limps that insisted on wrapping around him!

And then there were those 12 drawings!

And those poems that she was reciting all night long!

It was

Huo Sishen glanced over at his cellphone coldly.

Imprudent!

***

Gu Shishi was propping up her head with her cellphone in hand.

She had hesitated before she texted the boss to find out how he was doing.

After all, she had failed on her duties that morning.

It would be bad if the boss was starved.

But she also worried that if she just sent him something randomly and made him unhappy, his fondness level would fall.

So she decided to offer him a channel to release his anger.

If he was unhappy, press 1.

Let his anger out through his finger, not at her.

Hoho. She was oh so smart.