Su Yao felt like she must have been out of her mind back then, otherwise why would she give up several high-paying job offers just to be swindled into working for this tyrant, Chu Tingyun?
Just because this man said he wanted to hear reports this morning, she had to work overtime and stay up all night.
And now, what was this guy doing?
At this moment, Su Yao rolled her eyes so hard they almost turned to the back of her head. She was just about to continue her rant when the cool, suave man speaking in fancy gibberish suddenly paused, turned his face to look in a certain direction, and said:
“Where are you going?”
Su Yao was taken aback and immediately realized he wasn’t speaking to her.
What the hell! There’s someone else in Chu Tingyun’s place???
Wait a minute, this doesn’t look like Chu Tingyun’s house.
Although Su Yao had never been to his house, she had seen Chu Tingyun’s study a few times during work video conferences before.
This… wasn’t it.
But this didn’t look like a hotel either; it seemed more like someone’s home…
At that moment, Su Yao turned into Sherlock Holmes.
She stared suspiciously at the man on the other side of the video, her mind bubbling with guesses like boiling water.
Could this guy be in someone else’s house?
After all, Chu Tingyun wouldn’t buy a place like this.
At 8:30 in the morning, at someone else’s place?
Didn’t he say he hadn’t divorced Yan Xun?!
…
And just then, she suddenly heard a familiar voice—
“I’m going to the living room.”
Standing at the door with books and a laptop, Yan Xun, perhaps noticing that Chu Tingyun was in a meeting, explained softly,
“Don’t want to disturb your work.”
“It’s fine, you’re not disturbing me.”
Chu Tingyun glanced casually at Su Yao on the other side of the video, nodding slightly,
“Besides, it’s not an important meeting. Come over and sit.”
Su Yao: “…???”
Not? Important?
Then what was all that all-nighter she pulled yesterday for?!
What was it all for?!
However, Yan Xun couldn’t hear Su Yao’s grievances. After confirming that Chu Tingyun was being serious rather than just polite, he agreed.
“Alright then.”
Yan Xun walked back with his laptop and books.
This study was converted from a bedroom, quite spacious. The wall was lined with bookshelves, and in the middle was a large two-meter solid wood desk, more than enough for two people to use together.
But Yan Xun didn’t sit next to Chu Tingyun. He pulled his chair to the opposite end, almost to the diagonal corner.
Yan Xun thought, since Chu Tingyun was working, it would be better not to disturb him.
“Hahaha… I’m dying of laughter!”
Su Yao, watching this scene through the camera, immediately sent a mocking comment:
“I was wondering why you were all dressed up so early in the morning, insisting on speaking in fancy gibberish to me. Turns out it’s a peacock trying to display his feathers~”
“Tsk tsk tsk, too bad, too bad, your charm has been completely blocked out. Oh, as expected of our Xun Xun, he’s not the kind of shallow man who only looks at appearances.”
After listening, Chu Tingyun gave her a half-smile and glanced at her:
“Deputy Su, I suddenly remembered that there’s a project in Africa that the company needs to assign someone to. It seems quite suitable for you.”
“…”
The smile on Su Yao’s face disappeared instantly. She straightened up, her expression serious and respectful as she asked:
“President Chu, may I humbly request that you listen to my work report from yesterday, lowering yourself to provide me with some guidance, to showcase your far-sighted wisdom and intelligence.”
President Chu nodded reservedly, “Go ahead.”
Yan Xun, though somewhat puzzled as to how the meeting with foreign colleagues just switched to Chinese seamlessly, knew that this was Chu Tingyun’s work and had nothing to do with him.
So, he quickly focused all his attention on his own matters.
Luckily, he had developed the good habit of organizing things from a young age. All the important files from his university and work years were stored on his computer and in cloud storage, well categorized and preserved.
He opened them one by one in chronological order. Among them were many study files and group assignments from university, term papers, a graduation thesis, project materials, and so on.
At first glance, it seemed complex and professional, but upon closer inspection, Yan Xun quickly understood them.
So, after two hours, Yan Xun was completely unaware of what Chu Tingyun was doing, not even hearing his voice.
He was fully focused, entirely immersed in the world of learning.
Knock, knock—
Someone tapped on the desk.
Yan Xun, slow to realize, looked up to see that Chu Tingyun had poured him a glass of water.
“Thank you.”
He took it and had a sip before setting it on the desk, a bit confused,
“Did you already finish your meeting?”
Chu Tingyun: “…It ended an hour ago.”
Yan Xun looked genuinely surprised, “So fast?”
“…”
President Chu turned around and sat back down with his cup, as if he had only brought a glass of water along while getting himself some coffee.
Yan Xun watched him typing away on the keyboard, looking busy. Then, the man pulled out his phone and walked to the window to make a call to someone.
“This project is very important, especially the data; it must be stored properly. Yes, be mindful of the password settings…”
Seeing Chu Tingyun focused on work, Yan Xun quickly withdrew his gaze. But just then, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
So Yan Xun opened his cloud storage and found the hidden space in the settings.
[Please enter your password.]
Staring at the pop-up window, Yan Xun thought for a moment and tried to enter a password.
[Incorrect password.]
Not right?
He frowned slightly and tried a few more times.
[Incorrect password.]
[Incorrect password.]
[Incorrect password.]
After thinking for a long time, Yan Xun picked up his phone, scrolled through it, and then tried entering a string of numbers.
[Unlocked successfully.]
When these four words appeared on the computer screen, Yan Xun couldn’t help but glance at Chu Tingyun. At that moment, the other was leaning by the window, drinking coffee, his profile outlined in a bit of translucent light under the sunlight.
“…”
Yan Xun looked away, exhaled slightly in front of the computer.
He had only tried it as a test; who would have thought the password was indeed their wedding anniversary?
But then again, since he had already given the jade pendant to the other person, using their wedding anniversary as the password didn’t seem too unreasonable.
As he thought about it, Yan Xun opened the hidden folder. After expanding it, he saw another folder and a completely black video.
If he could choose again, Yan Xun would definitely have muted the sound or put on earphones before opening the video.
Unfortunately, he didn’t.
So, the moment the video opened, a lewd, suggestive moan emerged from the computer.
This was probably the fastest Yan Xun had ever moved in his life, even quicker than his brain’s response. His hand shot out like lightning to hit the ‘X’ in the upper-right corner. However, right after, he still heard Chu Tingyun’s inquiring voice.
The man, with a half-smiling expression, asked, “What are you watching?”
Yan Xun’s expression remained calm as usual, but he stumbled slightly as he replied:
“A… a tutorial video. Programming. It was just a bit laggy earlier.”
After a pause, he added,
“Do you want to take a look?”
As he spoke, Yan Xun intended to turn the computer screen over to show Chu Tingyun. But the latter clearly trusted his explanation and shook his head to indicate no need.
Chu Tingyun sat back down in his chair, slowly sipped his coffee, and said,
“I’m not interested in that stuff.”
“…Oh.”
Yan Xun turned the screen back.
Seemingly wanting to prove something, he turned up the volume a bit and continued playing the programming tutorial he had just opened.
About ten minutes later, Chu Tingyun suddenly asked,
“Did the teacher giving the lecture change?”
“What?”
Yan Xun didn’t understand why he suddenly asked that.
“Nothing.”
Chu Tingyun, propping his face with one hand, said casually,
“I just thought the voice at the beginning sounded quite sexy.”
“Tsk, no wonder you’ve been so focused on the computer all morning.”
Yan Xun: “…”
He felt like he couldn’t stay in this room with Chu Tingyun any longer.
So, Yan Xun quickly shut off his computer and stood up, forcefully changing the subject:
“I’ll go make lunch. What do you want to eat?”
President Chu replied with a smile, “Anything is fine.”
“Okay.”
Yan Xun nodded and quickly went to the kitchen.
In fact, as he was leaving the study, he even considered whether to take the laptop with him—after all, what if Chu Tingyun saw it?
But such a move would obviously seem too suspicious, so Yan Xun ultimately abandoned the idea.
He had never imagined that his computer would contain hidden explicit videos and that they would accidentally play out loud under such circumstances.
Judging from the earlier conversation, Chu Tingyun had probably figured it out but just didn’t say anything.
It was even likely that he thought Yan Xun had been watching that kind of thing all morning.
The thought of this made Yan Xun’s hand tremble slightly as he chopped vegetables.
He forced himself to calm down for more than ten minutes, but he still couldn’t continue cooking. So, Yan Xun pulled out his phone and quickly logged into his cloud storage.
The desktop and mobile versions were synced, so he easily found the video he had just closed after only two seconds of playing.
Precisely because of this, Yan Xun hadn’t actually seen the content clearly earlier.
Now he planned to delete the video immediately, but before deleting it, he hesitated for a moment.
And in that split second of hesitation, his fingertip touched the screen, causing the video to resume playing.
In the dim light, a heavy, luxurious European-style bed swayed gently, the fine chains of gold clinking softly.
A man, shirtless, was sprawled on the bed in a kneeling position. His back was crisscrossed with vivid, suggestive marks, his face nearly buried in the soft pillows.
Even though the video didn’t capture it directly, it was easy to tell there was another person behind him, thr-usting with abandon. In silent mode, Yan Xun couldn’t hear the man’s deep, broken mo-ans; he could only see the familiar wedding ring on his left hand’s ring finger.
And—
Hanging around the man’s lower abdomen like a waist chain, swaying constantly with the body’s movement and muscle spasms was the small jade pendant.
