Yun Shifei thought to herself, since Mu Chengzhu is going to marry Yun Sisi—whether he’s doing it willingly or being forced—it seems he wouldn’t entangle himself with her anymore.
Now, she understood how to handle Mu Chengzhu.
He didn’t fear her hating him, but he certainly feared his reputation being tarnished.
For Mu Chengzhu, reputation mattered greatly at the mont.
Yun Shifei returned ho, packed up the remaining pastries, placed them in a delicate bag, and took them to share with Cheng Lie.
She arrived at the hotel where Cheng Lie was currently staying.
She knocked on the door, and after a while, the door opened—Zhao Pan stood there.
When Zhao Pan saw Yun Shifei, he was so thrilled he almost burst into tears.
"Miss Yun." He had been longing for her arrival.
These days, spending ti with Mr. Cheng had been suffocating—the oppressive aura Cheng Lie exuded made Zhao Pan wish he could escape outside rather than stay by his side.
Yun Shifei had no idea what Zhao Pan was thinking; she said, "I’m here to see Cheng Lie."
"Please co in, co in."
Cheng Lie’s suite was the most luxurious in the hotel. It had a comfortable bed as well as a private office.
At the mont, Cheng Lie was seated in his office, typing away on his keyboard—it seed he was still imrsed in work.
When Yun Shifei entered, Cheng Lie lifted his gaze from the screen and asked, "Why are you here?"
"I made so pastries for you to try."
Yun Shifei handed the box to him.
Cheng Lie opened it to discover an assortnt of pastries, among which one stood out—it had been crafted into the shape of a rabbit, complete with detailed features like its nose and eyes.
Seeing Cheng Lie engrossed as he stared at the little rabbit, Yun Shifei couldn’t help but laugh.
Truthfully, she had tried making a few rabbits earlier today, but sothing seed off with the others—they didn’t look as good as this one.
This was the best one she had made.
She didn’t give it to Yun Tiancheng but secretly left it for Cheng Lie.
She thought, Cheng Lie liked rabbits so much; seeing this rabbit would surely make him happy.
Sure enough, Cheng Lie’s gaze lingered on the rabbit, his expression softening instantly as a layer of amusent appeared in his eyes.
"You made all of these yourself?"
He seed a little doubtful.
Yun Shifei nodded. "Of course, I made them myself."
Who else could have such craftsmanship?
These kinds of charming pastries weren’t even popular anymore—she had specifically designed them and commissioned custom molds.
Cheng Lie stared at the rabbit, unable to resist poking it with his finger. Its texture was bouncy and irresistibly cute.
"Try it—if you think it’s good, I’ll make more for you next ti."
Cheng Lie looked again at the rabbit, then raised his eyes to Yun Shifei. "It’s so cute; I can’t bear to eat it."
Yun Shifei: "..."
This sudden tenderness from Cheng Lie left Yun Shifei montarily speechless.
If Zhao Pan had heard Cheng Lie say this, he’d probably be moved to tears.
Was this really the sa man who, for the past few days, had been consud by thoughts of revenge and was obsessed with vengeance?
Finally, Yun Shifei urged him, saying that if he didn’t eat it soon, it would spoil.
Only then did Cheng Lie pick up the rabbit and put it in his mouth.
The soft, fragrant texture lted on his tongue—it was filled with bean paste, not overly sweet and not cloying.
Yun Shifei watched Cheng Lie intently. After he finished, she asked, "Is it good?"
Cheng Lie nodded.
"See how nice I am to you? I didn’t even save any for myself—just brought it to you." In truth, she’d eaten a few of the failures earlier; but to make Cheng Lie believe she’d worked hard on these and evoke so sentint, she deliberately said this.
Most things feel more valuable when they seem hard-earned.
Seeing her waiting for him to praise her, Cheng Lie’s lips involuntarily curved into a smile.
"Do you want to taste it?"
"What?" Yun Shifei didn’t follow—he’d already finished eating, so how could she taste it?
In the next mont, Cheng Lie leaned forward, grasping her chin, and kissed her lips.
Yun Shifei: "!!!"
And just like that, she really did taste it.
"You made it yourself—what do you think of the taste?" After what felt like an eternity, Cheng Lie released her, his dark gaze locking onto hers, filled with hunger yet accompanied by an earnest question.
Yun Shifei’s face reddened, her heartbeat quickening.
No matter how many tis she shared intimate monts with Cheng Lie, every ti left her blushing and breathless.
She couldn’t seem to extricate herself.
Her instinctive response was a nod.
Seeing Yun Shifei’s dazed expression, Cheng Lie chuckled again. He found it impossible to resist this version of Yun Shifei.
Thinking like this, Cheng Lie couldn’t help but pinch Yun Shifei’s cheek. "Wasn’t it good?"
Unexpectedly, Cheng Lie kept asking, so Yun Shifei earnestly replied, "Of course, it was delicious."
After a pause, she blinked and added, "And yours tasted even better."
Her bold tease left Cheng Lie montarily stunned.
Afterward, he smiled at Yun Shifei, his dark eyes locking onto hers, making her slightly anxious.
Did he dislike hearing things like this?
But judging by Cheng Lie’s expression, he didn’t seem annoyed.
So Yun Shifei gathered her courage again, licking her lips like a satisfied little wildcat.
The color in Cheng Lie’s eyes instantly darkened, and he reached out, gripping her waist, his voice husky as he said, "How dare you..."
"I’m sorry, I’m sorry!" Yun Shifei quickly wriggled free from Cheng Lie, sitting upright nearby. "I was just trying to tease you."
She noticed Cheng Lie’s mood hadn’t been great in recent days—likely because of that matter—so she wanted to cheer him up.
Maybe this way, Cheng Lie would feel a bit happier.
Cheng Lie looked at the girl not far away, her obedient smile hiding the fact she’d just been seducing him!
Charming soone with looks—Cheng Lie, in the past, always thought he was immune to this sort of trick.
But when she did it to him, he found himself accepting it.
Thinking this, the ice on Cheng Lie’s face began to crack. He called out, "Co here."
Yun Shifei hesitated but cautiously approached.
Cheng Lie returned to his desk, pulled Yun Shifei close, and sat her on his lap.
He rested his head against her neck, yet his serious work deanor returned.
Yun Shifei: "..."
The man’s towering fra pressed against her, his cold aura wrapping her whole being. His embrace was warm and comforting, but Yun Shifei still felt slightly restrained.
"Should I get off so you can focus on work? I won’t disturb you," Yun Shifei whispered.
"What, are you scared already?"
Hearing this, Yun Shifei shook her head imdiately. "Of course not."
Still stubborn.
"Oh? If you can make lose my senses, there’s no reason to fear ," Cheng Lie’s low voice whispered against her ear, carrying a heated tone.
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