Ms.CEO Falls in Love with Aloof Professor
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Lu Jingyan found Sheng Xian a bit odd while having breakfast, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

She had a bad habit of playing with her mobile phone while eating alone. When she received a WeChat message from Sheng Xian, she casually tapped on it.

She didn’t first look at the two messages that Sheng Xian had replied; instead, she caught a glimpse of the sentence in the middle of the screen: “Big brother slept pretty well.”

Big brother slept pretty well.

Big brother.

Lu Jingyan’s hand shook, and the mobile phone clattered onto the table.

Aunt Sun, who was outside, heard the commotion and hurried over, “What’s the matter?”

Lu Jingyan cleared his throat, nibbling on bread, and shook his head. He was about to say “My hand trembled, didn’t hold the phone steady,” when suddenly a sentence floated to his ears.

“Last night, big brother was too chaotic and forgot to thank Little Fish.”

Lu Jingyan opened his mouth, and the bite of bread he had just bitten off fell into the bowl of milk.

Three seconds later, he blinked his eyes, took another bite of bread, and slowly chewed, feigning composure as he lowered his head to take a gulp of milk.

“But, big brother is scared of quite a few people.”

Lu Jingyan choked severely, bending over and coughing violently.

Shit.

What’s with Professor Sheng flirting so early in the morning?

They had hardly exchanged a few words, and half of them were all about big brother this, big brother that.

Aunt Sun fumbled with some tissues and handed them to Lu Jingyan while patting his back to help him catch his breath, saying, “Eat slower.”

Lu Jingyan gestured to Aunt Sun, “I’m fine.”

After catching his breath for a while, he slowly wiped his mouth clean and sat up straight, “Go ahead with your work, I just accidentally choked a bit.”

Aunt Sun stood by, not leaving.

Lu Jingyan lifted his head, puzzled.

Just as he was about to ask if she needed anything, Aunt Sun looked at him with concern and asked, “Are you not feeling well?”

Lu Jingyan: “??”

“Your face is extremely red, do you have a fever?”

Lu Jingyan: “…”

“Wait for me, I’ll go get a thermometer.”

Lu Jingyan grabbed Aunt Sun’s sleeve, “No need.”

With that said, he put down the bread he was holding, “I’m full now, I’m off to work, you can clean up.”

Leaving the residential area, Lu Jingyan rolled down the car window, letting the cold winter wind slap against his face for a good while before the temperature dropped.

Arriving at the company, it was just in time for the morning meeting. Lu Jingyan, sitting idle in the meeting room, played with his phone out of boredom and accidentally clicked into Sheng Xian’s WeChat.

Three minutes later, the secretary sitting next to him, considerate and gentle, asked, “President Lu, is the meeting room’s heater blowing on you? Your face is so red.”

Lu Jingyan: “…”

Finally, the meeting ended, and the more Lu Jingyan thought about it, the angrier he got, the angrier he got, he couldn’t help but record a voice message for Sheng Xian, “You’re toxic.”

Sheng Xian, who was doing the year-end summary at the lawyer’s office, heard a ding on his phone, picked it up without much thought, and played the voice message out loud in front of a bunch of people at the firm.

“You’re toxic!”

The voice was pretty nice, although a bit fierce.

Sheng Xian: “…”

The other people at the law firm: “…”

After about ten seconds of silence, a partner sitting next to Sheng Xian laughed, “Who is that? How dare they talk to our illustrious Lawyer Sheng with that tone?”

Sheng Xian seldom talked about personal matters with others.

Thus, when attorney Jiang Lu just casually asked, he didn’t expect Sheng Xian to really pick up the conversation. He was about to get back to the main topic—

“It’s a kid.”

The group of people was stunned.

The air turned tense for a moment, and everyone’s gaze shifted towards Sheng Xian.

Sheng Xian calmly set his phone down, his tone as composed as ever, “A grade-schooler with quite the temper.”

…

By the time Lu Jingyan had calmed down, she was frowning at the phone with Sheng Xian’s reply “What’s wrong?” and started to worry.

Sheng Xian sent “What’s wrong?” a couple of times.

The first was in text.

Seeing that she hadn’t replied and not knowing whether he did it on purpose, he sent another voice message about half an hour later.

Lu Jingyan thought it over and over again but couldn’t figure out how to respond.

She certainly couldn’t tell him, “I’ve been blushing all morning thinking about what you said this morning.”

Sheng Xian seemed to be quite free today, sending her another message precisely half an hour later.

Sheng Xian: “?”

“…”

Was Professor Sheng not going to let this go?

Lu Jingyan blinked and suddenly started typing furiously on her phone.

Lu Jingyan: “What else could it be, if not praising brother?”

Lu Jingyan: “Brother is so handsome, he rivals the opium poppy, inherently toxic, and addictive to anyone who touches it.”

Not sure whether she had shocked him with her forceful explanation, there was no response from Sheng Xian on WeChat for a long time.

Thinking the matter was over, Lu Jingyan proudly sipped her water from her large cup.

Her phone suddenly beeped. She glanced at the screen and nearly choked on her water, just like she did that morning.

Sheng Xian: “What about you? Are you also poisoned by brother?”

Lu Jingyan: “…”

What’s the matter with you, Lu Jingyan; you’re usually so good at flirting, so why the shy act now?

The word ‘shy’ just doesn’t suit you; you should see if it’s even appropriate.

Lu Jingyan silently despised herself while, with a stoic face, she typed out what she was best at.

Lu Jingyan: “Brother is only realizing it now? I’ve been poisoned by brother so deeply it’s in my bones.”

Sheng Xian’s reply came back quite fast this time.

It was a voice message. Lu Jingyan opened it, only to hear a low chuckle, as if emanating from his throat.

She opened her mouth, feeling the temperature suddenly climb to her ears.

…

The assistant, starting the car, nearly floored the gas pedal and crashed into the pillar in front when he heard a very low chuckle from behind.

He peeked through the rearview mirror, held his breath while he watched Sheng Xian for a while, making sure he hadn’t picked up the wrong person, then asked, “Professor Sheng, were you just laughing?”

Sheng Xian looked up at the assistant, “Drive your car.”

The assistant uttered an acknowledgment and concentrated on driving.

Sheng Xian, with his eyelids drooping, stared at the screen for a while and couldn’t help but tap out four words.

“It takes a thief to catch a thief.”

It takes a thief to catch a thief; in reality, she was the one who had done the poisoning.