Chapter 4 Photographed By Paparazzi

Words : 694 Updated : Nov 6th, 2020

Yes, it's as simple as that. She dealt with files every day, stayed in a small secretarial office with files all day, and got off work when she finished the files of the day. She worked for three years. How many times did she be alone with Jim? She counted with her fingers for a while. How interesting! Zero times. No, it has already one time at present. Yes, it is at this moment, this historic first time! Daisy was actually very frightened. She was not a slick person, and she was not very good at talking to her boss, let alone flattering. In just ten minutes' drive, she was in great anxiety. When the car arrived at Jing's parking lot, Daisy was in a hurry to untie her seat belt. Before getting off the car, she thanked her boss again, "It's really troublesome, and thank you for helping me just now." I may be beaten fiercely by my mother when I go home, so I won't mention it for the time being. Jim said nothing, but leaned back on the chair, looking Daisy up and down. His cool dark eyes stared at her back and forth. She was scared and her face became slightly stiff. "Mr. Jing, what's wrong with me?" Jim didn't answer, but suddenly leaned forward, with his slender fingers stoking her cheek, holding her chin. He looked at her face for a while and raised his eyebrows slightly. "You look not bad, but you have already worried about getting married?" I'm not worried about this! Daisy almost growled, and she felt that his fingers was so hot that would burn her face. She felt so bad that she was commented like goods. "Mr...Mr Jing..." Daisy turned her eyes randomly, and wanted free her chin from his fingers, because this posture made her very uncomfortable! The man didn't intend to let her go, but got closer to her. Each other's faces were magnified in each other's eyes. Daisy could feel the light smell of tobacco from the breath of the man, which was very good, and it mixed with a little fragrance of shower gel, which became confusing. And at this moment, a sudden bright light suddenly flashed, and then, I heard a click, but the voice was fleeting, and disappeared only in one second. Jim sat up slightly and let go of her. She covered her face, and titled her head towards the window. The white light just flashed over there. "Don't look for it, it's a paparazzo." The man lit a cigarette and said casually. She looked at him inconceivably, "You know it?" When she finished talking, something came to her mind, and suddenly she pulled down her face, "So, Mr Jing, are you... deliberately?" Deliberately let paparazzi take intimate photos of them. "Yes." He took a cigarette and exhaled white smoke, "Don't worry, it didn't take photo of your face. I helped you once, and you helped me now, so we are square." Businessmen are all misers indeed! She secretly thought in her mind. "Oh, by the way." Jim took another puff of smoke, licked his lip with the tip of his tongue, looked at her, and kindly reminded, "You will be late in two minutes." She opened her eyes wide, like a cat with its tail stepped on, and hurriedly opened the door and ran out of the car. Before leaving, she glanced at the car with a complicated look, and she saw a handsome and peerless man, exhaling smoke and looking at her direction. Surrounded by the misty smoke, the excellent face was more charming, and his dark eyes was so deep as if they could see through the world. Daisy was absent-minded, and she had to admitted that her boss really had a perfect look. It's no wonder that most of the secretaries in the office together, senior or junior, had a crush on him. But these were none of her business. She looked at her watch, and there were one and a half minutes left. She ran to the elevator and found that it was still very high, so she directly climbed the stairs.

Chapter 4 Photographed By Paparazzi

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