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"No need." I may feel the pinch from losing almost ten thousand, but I’m not that stingy. Just after confirming our relationship, asking a boyfriend for money makes seem like a gold digger. "Spending money brings happiness, and I haven’t played cards for more than half a year, it’s a rare chance."

"As long as you’re happy." Daniel Carter nodded slightly, apologetically saying, "First date after confirming our relationship and I stood you up. I was worried you might be angry. Seeing you with friends makes feel better."

"Is that why you called?"

"Yes, I’m still busy now, probably will be until very late. You should go ho early after dinner; your leg’s not fully healed, take it easy."

It’s New Year’s holiday, everyone’s celebrating and having fun, yet he has to work overti overnight.

I felt a bit sorry for him, speaking much more gently, "Got it, don’t worry about , just focus on your work and finish early so you can rest."

"Okay, bye-bye."

"Bye-bye."

After hanging up, Wennie Lane mimicked my tone, extrely lodramatic.

"Is this the Lily I know? It’s like she’s a different person, like she’s possessed by the Crying Lady."

I pretended to hit her, and she dodged away imdiately.

My phone beeped, and I looked at it. Daniel really transferred ten thousand to .

I was shocked!

[Didn’t I say it’s not needed?]

After responding with the ssage, I imdiately returned the money.

But he quickly transferred it again.

[On the first day of the new year, I didn’t accompany you, nor did I buy a gift. Returning a red envelope makes really embarrassed.]

I insisted: [There’s no need, you’ve been good enough to .]

[Just accept it, enjoy dinner and keep playing, maybe you can win back what you lost this afternoon.]

I held my phone, laughing softly at the screen.

He’s really reimbursing .

Wennie didn’t know when she snuck over again, peeked and shouted to everyone, "Wow! Mr. Carter reimbursed her for the afternoon losses, she just got money in her WeChat! Quick, quick, quick, finish dinner and continue!"

The group of girls suddenly acted like they were pumped full of adrenaline, clamoring to eat quickly.

: "..."

What kind of flimsy sisterhood is this!

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After New Year’s Day, I returned to work at the company too.

Year-end is too busy, and I had been delayed due to my injury for a few days, the piled-up work made work overti for two consecutive days.

Daniel Carter asked out for dinner, I had no ti.

He wanted to see at night, I had no ti, either.

On the third day, without telling beforehand, he ca directly to the office to find .

Cherry excitedly rushed in, only to be scolded by as I looked up, "Why are you running in such a rush? Where’s the proposal I asked you to print?"

Cherry said, "I didn’t have ti to print it yet, saw soone coming so I hurried to... notify you."

"Who’s here to scare you like this?" I thought it might be so uninvited troublemaker, and my face instantly showed a bit of defense.

But the office door was pushed open directly, and a tall, slender figure appeared, "I’m here."

I paused, looking at him, my gaze instantly locked onto him.

Cherry giggled, intentionally asked, "Ms. Lily, the proposal... can I give it to you tomorrow?"

As soon as she finished speaking, without waiting for my response, she ran off in a flash.

Daniel walked straight to the desk across from mine.

I looked at him, eyes eting, then looking away, cheeks flushing, "Why did you co? You didn’t even ntion it on the phone."

Daniel was standing, he’s so tall, his waistline is far above my desk, resulting in a heavy sense of pressure.

"Do I need an appointnt by phone to see my girlfriend?" His lips slightly curled up, but his tone was a bit cool.

I quickly said, "Of course not."

Daniel, sounding a bit like a complaining child, said, "I asked you out several tis, always ’no ti, no ti’, I’m here to check if you’re hiding back in your shell."

"..." I was speechless.

Why does he always think I might regret it?

"No, I’ve just been too busy, told you before." I argued, but with a hint of guilt.

"No matter how busy, you have to eat. No overti tonight, accompany for dinner." His gentle tone bore no room for rejection.

I felt a bit troubled because I hadn’t finished planned work yet.

"Uh... can you wait for an hour? I’ll handle these and leave." I looked up at him, deliberately showing a pitiful pleading look.

He smiled again, then leaned over, "First, give so boyfriend benefits."

He’s tall, bending over nearly across the whole width of my desk.

My face flushed red imdiately, understanding what he ant, instinctively glancing around.

"Relax, this is your office, no one else here."

I pointed to a cara in the corner of the ceiling, "But... there’s a cara."

"Lily, it’s just—"

Before he finished speaking, I quickly got up and pecked him on the corner of his mouth, retreating before tasting anything.

"Is that okay?" I asked nervously.

Daniel maintained his leaning posture, looking up at , speechless and helpless.

Clearly, he was quite dissatisfied with the dragonfly touch of a kiss.

"Ah well... just hurry and get your work done, I’ll wait for you."

He finally sighed, turned around, walked to the sofa, and sat down to wait.

I intended to ask if he wanted sothing to drink, but instead decided it was best to finish the work quickly and accompany him for dinner. So I put aside my chaotic thoughts and imdiately focused on work.

An hour later, I finished right on ti.

"Alright, let’s go!" I stood up, took a deep breath, and turned to grab my coat and scarf.

Daniel also stood up, waiting beside the sofa.

When he saw approaching, he extended his hand towards .

I felt embarrassed again, "We’re at my company, could you please be a little mindful?"

Without a word, he took my hand assertively, leading out of the office.

As luck would have it, just as we were passing Calvin Yance’s office, the door suddenly opened.

Calvin happened to walk out, and seeing us, looked rather surprised.

"Still working overti, President Yance..." I imdiately greeted him, just a normal greeting between colleagues.

"Yes," Calvin smiled, "Had so things to finish up and conveniently avoided the late rush hour."

Having said that, he looked at Daniel, and then—for no reason I could fathom—I felt like his gaze shifted downward to our hands, which were linked.

Feeling uneasy, I imdiately let go of Daniel’s hand.

Given our eting last late night, there was no need for further introductions.

Calvin formally extended his hand, "Hello, Mr. Carter."

"Hello, President Yance." Daniel shook his hand with the sa hand he’d just been holding mine.

Then Calvin said sothing rather unexpected, "Congratulations, Mr. Carter, for winning the beauty’s heart."

My ears perked up as I looked at him, a suspicion growing within .

The way it sounded, didn’t it seem a bit odd?

Daniel reacted normally, smiling graciously, "Thank you, President Yance; I appreciate your support while Lily was injured."

"It’s the least I could do; President Miller treats well, and I should make a good contribution to the company."

Truth be told, there’s nothing wrong with this sort of polite flattery.

Just a typical brown-nosing in front of the boss.

But Daniel seed to take it to heart.

Once in the elevator, he turned to look at , raising his eyebrows slightly, and asked with interest, "You treat him well, tell more specifically, how well?"

I glanced at him, "Well... I offer a generous salary! In that aspect, I’m a very generous boss."

"Is that all?"

"What else could there be?"

"Then what was the aning of pulling your hand away just now?" Daniel kept his eyes on , continuing to ask.

I...

I turned to look at him, smiled helplessly, and decided to reveal the truth: "Are you jealous?"

"A little. You admire him; he doesn’t seem to view you rely as a boss." Daniel admitted openly, speaking candidly.

I laughed again, then raised my hand to swear, "I assure you, my admiration for him is only limited to his work ability. As for how he feels about , that’s beyond my control. Also, Second Master Carter—"

I drawled deliberately to tease, "You, the exalted Second Master Carter... do you even have monts of insecurity? It’s unbelievable."

Daniel said, "Of course I’m confident, but I worry you’ll overthink things and feel unworthy of . So, if soone around you with similar qualities shows interest, you might be swayed."

He was casually saying it, yet my heart skipped a beat.

Could that possibly be true? Would I really feel that way?

I asked myself, honestly feeling it was quite likely.

But at this mont, I need to reassure him: "I wouldn’t. Ever since being with you, no other man has caught my eye. I’d rather be alone for life than settle for anyone else."

These words finally comforted Daniel; he smiled contentedly and raised his hand to gently rub the top of my head.

"You’re quite good at sweet-talking."

"Because it cos from the heart."

We went out for dinner together, then strolled leisurely along the street in the chilly wind.

His driver was behind us, following at a relaxed pace.

During this ti, several people recognized us and even took pictures with their phones.

But Daniel urged to ignore them, confidently walking with down the road.

Perhaps his authority made people wary, or his towering figure intimidated them. In any case, no one dared to disturb us; at most, they would discuss briefly, snap a few sneaky photos, and continue on their way.

Gradually, I didn’t mind either.

After all, I’ve already divorced; I have nothing to be ashad of.

Currently dating soone feels neither like betrayal nor wrongdoing, so there’s no need for stealth.

My relationship with Daniel is entirely different from my previous one with Adrian Gordon.

But I must admit, I really love this sense of security now.

A gust of cold wind blew over, making hunch my shoulders.

Daniel raised his hand to touch my face, frowning, "Let’s get in the car, don’t catch a chill."

We turned and got into the car, and he drove ho.

With the driver up front, Daniel held my hand the whole ride, holding until both our hands were sweaty, yet he was unwilling to release.

When we reached downstairs, I took out my phone and checked the ti; it wasn’t even nine.

Feeling guilty for neglecting him recently, I hesitated and then proactively asked, "Would you... like to co up for a while?"

Daniel appeared surprised, "Is that alright?"

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