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On the new president’s first day in office, Yan Xi was ousted from headquarters and relegated to a failing offline store. The once prominent president’s assistant was reduced to a low level employee overnight. The reason was simple: he had booked the wrong plane tickets for the new president.
Former assistant, new president, and wrong plane tickets; these keywords combined were more sensitive than a high stakes background check. Seeing his future turn bleak with no hope of a comeback, and his boyfriend quickly cheating on him to hook up with someone else, Yan Xi acted recklessly in a fit of anger.
On the night Shi Ye returned to China to take over the company, he picked up a disheartened young man outside a bar. The young man had handsome, aloof features but reeked of alcohol. Clearly a naive lamb, he insisted on pretending to be a seasoned womanizer. After a night of pleasure, the young man left behind a few banknotes and vanished without a trace.
When they met again, Yan Xi did not remember him at all and politely asked if he was the new intern.
Shi Ye gritted his teeth, revealing an innocent smile. “Yes.”
When you are out in the world, your identity is whatever you decide it is.
The newly recruited intern is obedient and capable. If there is any flaw, it is that he always seems to be staring at Yan Xi. A fleeting, enigmatic glint occasionally flashes in those long, narrow, dark eyes, sending a chill down Yan Xi’s spine.
“Are you hungry?”
The intern licks his sharp canine teeth. “Yes. Can I eat you?”
Manager Yan thought that he looked like he was about to eat someone.
I am not here to inherit the company; I am here to inherit you.
