Chapter 213: Chapter 213: President Chen, Be Gentle
Chen Ziyang’s heart skipped a beat.
It wasn’t about Chu Yao helping with the company’s publicity, but rather that he seed to have forgotten the treatnt appointnt he had made with her.
The second ti he was supposed to massage Chu Yao, Xiao Feng interrupted before they even started.
He was supposed to see her yesterday, but he was delayed by the affairs of Lower River Village.
In other words, up to this point, Chen Ziyang had only treated her once.
If he wasn’t mistaken, Chu Yao was probably swollen again by now.
After giving a few instructions to Zhang Wenqing, Chen Ziyang imdiately dialed Chu Yao’s phone number.
"President Chen...."
Chen Ziyang heard Chu Yao trying to sound normal, but he could detect a hint of pain and weakness in her voice.
"Journalist Chu, I’m sorry. I had so business out of town yesterday and I forgot about our appointnt."
"Ah, no problem, President Chen, you are a busy person, I understand."
Chu Yao didn’t bla him at all, "Ultimately, it’s my own problem. I’m already very grateful that you can help ."
"Are you free tonight?"
Chen Ziyang asked.
"Yes."
"Okay, I’ll contact you tonight."
After hanging up the phone, Chen Ziyang quickly finished so work, and before long, evening arrived.
Chen Ziyang felt sowhat embarrassed about Chu Yao’s situation.
No matter the reason, he had indeed broken his word.
He shouldn’t have agreed if he wasn’t going to follow through. Since he had agreed to treat her, he couldn’t just abandon it halfway.
This was one of Chen Ziyang’s principles in life.
He easily found his way to Chu Yao’s house and knocked on the door. There stood Chu Yao, wrapped in a bath towel, at the entrance.
"Journalist Chu, you..."
"Since I’ll have to take it off anyway, I didn’t want to trouble President Chen by changing clothes," she said, not daring to look at Chen Ziyang.
In fact, Chu Yao had been feeling very confused ever since the incident with Xiaofeng.
What was bothering her the most was that she hadn’t felt sad about breaking up with Xiaofeng, even though they had been together for seven years.
Instead, Chen Ziyang filled her thoughts.
She couldn’t help but entertain a terrifying thought.
Could it be... I’ve fallen for Chen Ziyang?
Now, as she saw Chen Ziyang, that thought surfaced in her mind again.
"Did you spray perfu?"
Chen Ziyang walked into the room and asked softly.
"It’s aromatherapy."
Chu Yao replied hastily, "Don’t you like it? If not, I won’t light it..."
"No, it’s quite nice," Chen Ziyang said with a faint smile, making his way to the bed. "Co over!"
Chu Yao, sitting on the bed with her head bowed and her emotions in turmoil, opened the bath towel around her.
Her body was now fully exposed to Chen Ziyang.
Chen Ziyang couldn’t help but smile wryly, "Journalist Chu, the massage only requires access to the upper body; there’s no need to take off your underwear..."
Beneath the bath towel, Chu Yao was completely naked.
Not even underwear.
This comnt caused her to blush with embarrassnt.
"I, I forgot!"
Excited about Chen Ziyang coming over for the treatnt, she had almost beco forgetful.
She had diligently cleaned her room early on and lit the aromatherapy, even taking a careful bath.
And after bathing, she truly forgot to put on underwear, simply waiting in her bath towel for Chen Ziyang.
"It’s fine, it doesn’t matter," Chen Ziyang said without teasing further. "Do you want to lie down, or stay seated like this?"
"I, I can do either..."
It’s true what they say: guilty consciences make one nervous.
Chu Yao hadn’t felt so nervous in Chen Ziyang’s presence before.
But now that she considered she might actually like this man, it beca difficult for her to remain calm around Chen Ziyang.
"Let’s do it this way then!"
Chen Ziyang sat beside her, his hands cradling the swollen area she wanted treated.
"It’s a bit serious, I haven’t massaged it these past few days."
"Ah? President Chen, won’t this affect the treatnt too much?"
"No, I’ll do my best."
The atmosphere was a bit strange at the mont.
The two of them sat side by side on the bed, with Chen Ziyang turned to the side massaging Chu Yao.
A mirror hung on the wall in front of them, and Chu Yao, viewing the reflection, felt a rush of emotions.
She could clearly see Chen Ziyang’s hands cradling and gently kneading.
"Mmh..."
Chu Yao bit her lip and moaned softly, "President Chen, a bit gentler please..."
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