Although I was a little panicked, I still maintained my calm demeanor.
He raised his face and glanced at Sister Sun. She looked serious and her little face was tense.
Now that the matter has come to this, there is nothing to avoid.
I sent her a "smile" emoji back.
Sister Sun typed on the keyboard, and the message came: Don't worry, I won't call the police.
I was so funny, what could you say to me if I called the police? Say I molested you? Harassing you? You got into the closet with your bare buttocks, was it me who dragged you in?
I replied to her: "Where did the video come from?"
Sister Sun replied: "Want to know? Let's have dinner tonight and have a good chat."
From what I said, I felt that the situation was not that bad, so I immediately replied to her with a "cute" smile.
Looking up at her again, Sister Sun's face was still tense.
After a while, she sent me another message: Am I really that old?
Seeing this, I couldn't help but want to laugh.
The difference in thinking between men and women is really big. I have all sorts of sinister and scheming ideas here.
She actually took to heart what I said unintentionally last night.
"No, sister, you are not old at all. You are the most beautiful goddess in the CEO's office. I have never seen a woman as beautiful as you in my life. You are like the moon in the sky..." I typed on the keyboard. , flattering her in a cheap way.
"Tch! You slippery-tongued little villain! See you in the Parisian private room at Huangjing Western Restaurant opposite at 7:30 in the evening. I've already made a reservation. Don't be late!"
Looking at her reply, there seemed to be a hint of ambiguity in her words... It even made me have some "dreamies".
All afternoon, Sister Sun was immersed in her work and ignored me, her expression always serious.
I looked under her desk several times and didn't find her pinching her legs again.
At almost four o'clock in the afternoon, Sister Sun got off work early and told me to keep an eye on anything.
I can stare at the shit!
As soon as she left, these little girls let themselves go, playing Douyin, shopping, chattering, teasing me, and all kinds of nonsense.
I have no intention of chatting with them, my mind is filled with the scenes from last night and all the possibilities tonight...
I stayed up until get off work in a hurry. I arrived at the private door of the western restaurant on time and opened the door. I almost didn't recognize it.
But I saw Sister Sun completely changed her outfit and was sitting waiting for me with a smile on her face.
Wearing a black silk strapless evening gown, she looked particularly elegant and noble, exuding the charm of a lady.
The white and delicate skin and the excellent figure are all reflected in the evening dress.
Sister Sun put on makeup and became more charming. She also wore a ruby necklace and her charming figure was looming. She looked like an award-winning actress at an international film festival.
I have to say that Sister Sun is really beautiful. Under the candlelight, she is as beautiful as a finely crafted work of art.
It's unimaginable how much she fascinated men when she was young.
"Sit down," Sister Sun gracefully raised her hand to greet me, and then started ordering.
She flipped through the menu carefully, while I kept staring at her neck, shoulders and grooves, which were as white and delicate as porcelain.
It’s unimaginable that this beautiful “white swan” was in my arms last night, at my mercy.
"Little rascal, do you have any taboos?"
"No, just keep an eye on it."
I calmly crossed my legs, took out my phone, and pretended to browse the messages.
A man must maintain his aura and posture at all times and never let the other party control his emotions.
Sister Sun ordered a lot of dishes that I had never eaten before, such as steak, foie gras, etc. She also ordered red wine and some desserts.
When the food was served, she elegantly picked up a glass of red wine, opened her red lips and took a sip.
The sexy lips looked particularly alluring against the backdrop of the red wine, which made me swallow subconsciously.
"Little rascal, what did you do last night?" Sister Sun got straight to the point, winking at me slyly with her big, charming eyes.
I looked at her calmly, half-smiling but not smiling: "What do you think?"
Sister Sun smiled sweetly: "You won't tell me that you went to steal something, right?"
"Whatever the leader says is what it is," I looked at her with a smile.
Our eyes met each other, and our eyes were in direct confrontation. The eyes of each other were either joking, cautious, suspicious, or provocative.
"What did you steal? You didn't steal from the boss's wife, did you?" Sister Sun said meaningfully.
To be honest, her asking this really made me nervous.
What I'm most worried about is that she can think of this level.
But I still remained calm, smiled bitterly, and said straight to the point: "Sister Sun, don't worry, I won't tell anything about you and Mr. Wu."
When I said this, Sister Sun's aura weakened a lot in an instant, and her pretty eyebrows frowned slightly, and then relaxed.
"Are you really not going to steal the boss's wife?" Sister Sun still asked calmly.
It made me laugh in my heart: This bitch is really good at playing tricks on others. She still can’t wipe them clean. She always wants to turn against the customer.
I coughed slightly and said, "Yesterday afternoon, I was cleaning Mr. Lin's office. I forgot my work card there. I went to get it after get off work, and then I saw something I shouldn't have seen, eh? You know."
"Tch! Got 11 o'clock?" Sister Sun glanced at me disdainfully.
"Haha," I smiled slightly: "Can't I go online again? Let me experience the feeling of sitting on the boss's chair."
Sister Sun leaned forward slightly, with a sharp look in her deep eyes, and asked with a wicked smile: "Do you think Mr. Wu believes it?"
I shrugged and smiled helplessly: "Believe it or not, there's nothing we can do. Don't you have a video? Did you see me stealing from the boss's wife?"
Sister Sun was stunned and didn't know what to say.
Indeed, I didn't do anything really bad last night, so I'm not afraid of shadows.
"Sister Sun," I paused and continued, "I saw you stealing from the boss. In addition, I think Mr. Lin must really want to know who the woman in the closet is, right?"
My words were extremely lethal, and Sister Sun was completely defeated.
Her eyes were wandering, her expression was nervous, her hands were shaking unnaturally, and she could no longer maintain that elegance and dignity.
Sister Sun took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. Her charming white grooves undulated slightly, and she whispered softly: "Good brother, let's not tear each other down, okay?"
"Giggle, giggle," I said with a smile: "Sister Sun, it seems that neither of us were at the company last night. What did you say?"
Sister Sun was stunned for a moment and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes! We were not in the company last night."
"Come! Let me toast you." I gracefully picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Sister Sun.
Looking at her relieved look, I felt funny: Fight with me? No matter how bad I am, I pee standing up. No matter how awesome you are, you pee squatting down. You still want to outdo me? Give it a rest!
We were finally able to enjoy our meal happily. Sister Sun and I exchanged glasses, had a great conversation, and got a lot closer to each other.
Sister Sun drank a lot of wine, her cheeks were slightly tipsy and her eyes were blurred.
"Bad brother, is sister really that old?" She actually mentioned this issue again, with a hint of grievance and lack of confidence in her eyes.
I am quite speechless, why do I just hold on to this sentence?
"Hey! That's all nonsense. Sister, you are not old at all," I frowned and smiled bitterly.
"Bad guy! Send me home, I...I can't walk anymore," Sister Sun whispered with her drunken eyes, and she reached out to hold me.
wipe! Sister Sun's hands are so soft and feel so comfortable to the touch.
What's even more intriguing is that she kept rubbing my fingers, and her skin seemed to be reminiscing about something...
Could it be said that Sister Sun has a certain degree of masochism?
"Sister Sun, why are there cameras in Mr. Lin's office? When I was cleaning yesterday afternoon, I didn't find any cameras?"
Seeing that I was close enough to her, I asked her the biggest doubt in my heart.
"Pfft!" Sister Sun chuckled and looked at me drunkenly, her eyes full of cunning and ambiguity.
She took off her high heels, stepped on my feet with her stocking-wrapped feet, and said lazily: "Shall we go home? There are many people in this place."
