Chapter 4
Chapter 4
When I came back to work after my annual leave, my boss announced excitedly that he’d brought in a big shot from the industry as an intern.
A bad feeling rose in me.
“Hello, everyone.”
Sure enough, it was Lin Yu.
He had bought milk tea for the entire office and set the bags down on the desk, his smile mild and perfectly appropriate.
“I’ll be in your care from now on.”
I stared at him expressionlessly. Watching him return my gaze with that gentle smile, I suddenly couldn’t figure out what he was trying to do.
Clinging and pestering wasn’t a genius’s style. And I didn’t think I was charming enough to make him hound me like this.
Where was his dignity?
Where was his pride?
After being rejected by me so many times, he was still rushing over to stick himself to me. Was he that pathetic?
I didn’t take his milk tea. I turned and left without sparing him another glance.
A little while later, Lin Yu appeared in front of my workstation, holding a cup of mango pomelo sago.
“Your favorite. I saved it especially for you.”
“I don’t like it.”
I glanced at it. “I only told you I liked it before because I didn’t want anything I actually liked showing up in your hands.”
He froze for a moment, but he didn’t get angry.
“Then what do you like? I’ll go buy it.”
Smack!
I slammed the pen in my hand onto the desk.
I looked up and asked him bluntly, “Lin Yu, are you really that pathetic?”
“I’ve cursed you out, driven you away, pushed you aside so many times, and you’re still rushing over to cling to me? Do you have some kind of kink for being treated like a dog?”
He pressed his lips together.
“If I like being your dog, does that count as a kink?”
I froze.
The coworker beside us who had overheard fell right off her chair.
She looked at me in shock, then at Lin Yu in terror.
“Y-you two…”
“I’m pursuing her.”
Lin Yu said it to her with a smile.
I thought Lin Yu had lost his mind.
Clearly, he didn’t think so. Holding that cup of milk tea, he spoke to me in a patient, even-tempered voice.
“What flavor of milk tea do you like? I’ll go buy it for you. Any brand is fine.”
His tall figure loomed over me, blocking the sunlight streaming in through the floor-to-ceiling windows. His expression was focused, his gentleness carrying an eerie, skin-crawling quality.
A line suddenly surfaced in my mind:
A genius and a madman are separated by a single thought.
The office was deathly silent.
My coworkers were all sneaking careful looks at him, too distracted to keep working.
I simply pushed my keyboard aside and asked him, “Shall we go downstairs to the café and talk?”
He pressed his lips together, looked at the milk tea in his hand, and hesitated. “I…”
I grabbed the hem of his shirt and dragged him away.
Almost the instant my fingertips brushed his clothes, he obediently leaned in and followed me.
Like a big dog that had recognized its master.
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