Chapter 53: Full-scale Boss Has Become the Top Streamer In the Entertainment Industry
Chapter 53: Your Waist is Not Bad
Yan Zhixu looked at Fu Shimo, a mischievous smile dancing in her eyes. "Director Fu, if you ever face any difficulties, you can find me."
With such an intriguing subject right in front of her, she couldn’t help but be curious to uncover his secrets.
She walked over to the desk, took a black ballpoint pen from the pen holder, and grabbed a piece of white paper. With swift strokes, she wrote down a string of numbers.
"Here."
She handed the paper to Fu Shimo, who lowered his eyes and briefly scanned it.
Her handwriting was just like her personality—rebellious, casual, and unrestrained. It radiated a sense of boldness, but not arrogance, making people strangely fond of her.
He casually tucked the paper into his pocket, though his fingers lingered, gently rubbing the paper, as if he were savoring the warmth it left behind.
"I'm leaving now."
Yan Zhixu stretched lazily, then passed him, their bodies nearly brushing against each other.
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Suddenly, her gaze fell on his left hand, and her steps slowed a little. Her eyes were drawn to it, and after a brief moment of hesitation, she spoke in a soft tone, "Director Fu, your hands are quite nice. They feel great."
The memory of her fingers brushing against his earlier in the corridor made her feel a little itch, and she couldn’t help but think about touching him again.
Her voice was soft, but her words carried a playful tone, almost teasing him.
Fu Shimo took his right hand out of his pocket and adjusted his glasses. His eyes glinted with a subtle, dark gleam.
"If the little one is satisfied, then that's good."
His voice was low and husky, his appearance even more captivating. He didn’t need to make any excessive gestures—just a glance and a few words were enough to stir one’s heart.
Yan Zhixu chuckled softly, "Seems like you’re quite satisfied, and your hands didn’t disappoint."
With that, she withdrew her gaze and left the office, her steps leisurely.
Fu Shimo turned around and looked at the closed door, his expression dimming as he hid the hint of intrigue in his eyes. He chuckled softly, his voice smooth and deep, "The little one certainly has a unique way of doing things."
His casual muttering, paired with the alluring smile, seemed to carry an underlying affection.
Back at the Shengshi Mansion.
Yan Zhixu lay sprawled on the sofa, one leg draped over the other, carelessly resting it on the expensive coffee table. She held a book over her face as though she were resting her eyes.
Her posture was lazy and unrefined, showing no trace of a refined, aristocratic young lady—more like a street thug.
However, Aunt Wang, busy in the kitchen, took a glance into the living room. Seeing Yan Zhixu like this, a smile appeared on her face.
The young lady she used to know had returned. It seemed that the once-empty house would soon be filled with the lively, joyful atmosphere it once had.
Suddenly, her phone rang.
Yan Zhixu didn’t bother moving the book from her face. Instead, she grabbed her phone, swiped to answer, and held it to her ear.
The moment the call connected, her manager, Lu Xun, began speaking in a rapid, nagging tone.
"Ah Xu, I went to Orange Heart Garden, but you weren’t there. Tell me honestly, have you been at Young Master Yan’s house these past few days? Ah Xu, as a girl, you need to be more reserved. Things that are too easily obtained are never truly cherished."
Her words were quick and almost scolding, but they were filled with genuine concern.
It was easy to imagine Lu Xun pacing back and forth in a worried frenzy.
"Shengshi Mansion, come over if you need something."
With that, Yan Zhixu hung up the phone with a snap, casually tossing it back onto the sofa, and closed her eyes again to sleep.
(End of Chapter)
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