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He smiled bitterly, what kind of person was Yuan Zhanghua?

He was the CEO of a multinational corporation. His background was even deeper than the South Sea, so she was unable to see through him.

He was a billionaire or even more, with countless companies, hidden powers, and underworld businesses.

She was just an ordinary little secretary, the daughter of a poor family.

Even though there was still her mother and brother, she knew from the moment her father died that she would be left alone for a long time to come.

After a long time, she finally fell asleep in Yuan Zhonghua's embrace. His body had a scent that made her feel at ease and happy. That aura had contaminated her many times.

To him, do I like him or feel grateful?

Whatever it was, she knew it couldn't be love, because she wasn't worthy to talk about love in front of him.

She owed him too much, so much that she couldn't calculate the result. Everything she had now, her living quarters, everything she used, her life and her people, her innocence and everything she had, were all given to her by Yuan Zhanghua.

Without Yuan Zhanghua, it would have been impossible for her to maintain her innocence after that kidnapping, much less survive until now.

A clear flash of light came in through the window and fell on the bed through the curtain. A ray of sunlight gradually moved onto the bed.

Clove wanted to raise her hands to rub her eyes, to stretch her body, to feel that her body was still locked in someone's embrace, so she stopped moving.

After a moment, she opened her eyes and looked up. Yuan Zhanghua seemed to still be asleep, her head resting on Yuan Zhanghua's shoulder. She wanted to ask Yuan Zhanghua if his arm and shoulder were numb.

In the morning light, his face was as illusory as it should have been in the mortal world. His entire body was bathed in the morning light, like a sleeping statue.

His appearance was too outstanding. If it weren't for his eternally cold face, she thought that every time Yuan Zhanghua entered the company, he would have been pounced on by countless wolf girls.

Of course, the president had a special elevator, so he rarely went in or out with them.

Many people in the Taiji Faction envied Clove because other than the bodyguards and trusted aides beside Ling Xue Bing and Yuan Zhanghua, she had seen Yuan Zhanghua the most often.

Originally, she wasn't the only assistant for Ling Xue Bing. It was just that every time her assistants tried to stick together with Yuan Zhou, every one of them wanted to take another step forward, which made Ling Xue Bing very angry.

If not for this reason, Ling Xue Bing would not have chosen Lilac, a person without a diploma or education. She was very satisfied with Lilac's low-key attitude, and later on, she found out that Lilac did things very meticulously and became more and more satisfied with Lilac.

What made Ling Xue Bing most satisfied was that Lilac never approached Yuan Hua, nor did she strive for success. Every time Ling Xue Bing received a reward from Lilac, the assistant would always remain silent, showing no dissatisfaction.

Clove smiled bitterly. Why did she think of Lingxue Bing?

Would she become Yuan Zhanghua's lover after becoming her personal secretary, just like Ling Xue Bing?

Looking at the dazzling face of Yuan Zhonghua, she didn't know what reason she had to reject him. What should she do?

Perhaps she really should have given herself to him, at least for the first time.

Clove slightly lowered her head. How could she have such a thought? Or perhaps the boss was just teasing her and wasn't interested in her.

Yuan Zhanghua's arm moved, and his lips were somewhat dry. He was somewhat thirsty.

Clove reached for the thermos from the bedside table. There was still water in it, so she touched the straw to his lips. He opened his mouth and took a few sips.

The corner of his lips could not help but twitch. It was great to have a personal secretary by his side. Just as his lips moved, the secretary brought the water to his lips without saying anything.

After taking a few sips of water, Yuan Zhonghua rubbed his eyes.

Clove knew that Yuan Zhonghua had woken up and wanted to escape from Yuan Zhanghua's embrace. Last night, the boss might have been drunk and unconsciously held her in his arms. She didn't want to say anything more.

Yuan Zhanghua's arm tightened, tightly binding the dainty body of the lilac in his bosom.

In the morning light, her hair was spread out like silk on the bed. A few strands of hair touched his neck and chest, making him feel numb and wonderful.

His hand went through her hair, smooth and exquisite. It was an extremely good feeling to touch.

He liked to touch the hair of Lilac. He breathed in the faint fragrance of the hair and repeatedly ran it through his palm. It felt like silk, but also like water.

Lilac did not dare to move, Yuan Zhonghua's arms were too tight, making her feel suffocated.

"You're awake and you want to run?"

"Boss, I just think that you should get up."

Clove lowered her head and pressed her forehead against Yuan Zhanghua's chest, so close that one could hear his powerful heartbeat.

Yuan Zhanghua did not speak, gently caressing the lilac hair, the most favorite is her hair right?

He looked from her face to her feet, scanning back and forth, as if there was nothing he didn't like.

He could feel Yuan Zhanghua's eyes on her, and Lilac's face was burning.

"You're blushing."

Lilac couldn't help but raise her hand to touch her own face. As soon as she touched his face, she felt a burning heat. She immediately understood that Yuan Zhonghua was teasing her. Her face wouldn't be so red so easily.

"Are you going to get up?"

"No! It's rare to have a beauty in my arms. Why should I get up?"

"I'm not a beauty."

Clove emphasized in a low voice.

"Nobody told you you were beautiful?"

Yuan Zhanghua's lips were pressed against Lilac's ear. He kissed Lilac's ear, and the gentle kiss was unhurried. It didn't have the same feeling of zeal and looting from the previous few times.

Lilac wanted to avoid it, but her body was bound by Yuan Zhanghua, making it impossible for her to avoid him.

She lowered her head and buried her face in Yuan Zhanghua's chest, so Yuan Zhanghua wouldn't be able to kiss her lips.

"Raise your head."

The deep voice was filled with a magnetic charm, and it exuded a sense of command. That voice may not be heavy, but it was filled with confidence and a faint sense of authority.

Clove raised her head and looked dubiously, not knowing where to look.

Seeing Yuan Zhonghua, she did not dare to be that generous either. Looking at other places, she saw Yuan Zhanghua's face when she lifted her head.

Her eyes were fixed on Yuan Zhanghua's sword-shaped eyebrows, which were thick and pitch-black. There was a touch of brilliance in them, as well as a broad and plump forehead.

Yuan Zhenhua lowered her head, her eyes unfocused and unfocused, as if she were shrouded in a misty haze. She looked slightly lazy in the morning light, which made her seem more attractive and less green.

He remembered that she was in her twenties and had several years of work experience.

Yuan Zhenhua's fingers brushed past Lilac's lips as he sat up and leaned against the headboard of the bed.

Lilac hastily stood up and propped up the pillow, letting Yuan Zhua Hua lean against the pillow, taking the opportunity to break away from Yuan Zhanghua's embrace.