Chapter 294: Chapter 294: This Way with the Boss, Not Suitable (2) Chapter 294: Chapter 294: This Way with the Boss, Not Suitable (2) One of the most convenient aspects of Nanyi was that, unlike the strict system and layout of the Gu Corporation, assistants couldn’t really stop anything.
The office area was just so large; she found it easy to get inside.
“Mr. Gu,” the assistant couldn’t sit still any longer as Lu Wanwan seed to have no regard for decorum. He had to imdiately push the door open and seriously say to the BOSS, “Mr. Gu, Lu Wanwan said she has personal matters to discuss with you, and I couldn’t stop her from knocking.”
Gu Annan looked up and saw the person behind the assistant, “Understood, you can leave now.”
The assistant was stunned for a mont, seeing Lu Wanwan walking straight in; he had no choice but to close the door.
So this was also acceptable. It seed he could give those trying to discern Mr. Gu’s preferences a little hint now.
“I rember I have said that personal matters are not to be discussed during work hours,” he said, leisurely spinning a pen in his hand.
Lu Wanwan checked the ti, “It’s 12:03 PM now, it’s already lunch break, not working hours.”
He looked at her aningfully, curiosity playing in the depths of his dark pupils.
Setting aside the pen, his fingers interlaced, he said, “Speak.”
“It’s ti for your dicine.” Lu Wanwan placed two boxes of dicine, one fever reducer and one for cold, on his desk, which Zhao Chen had just given her. “I just ran into Xiaozhao, and he asked for my help.”
He asked for her help?
Gu Annan glanced at the two boxes of dicine and did not take them.
“Is there anything else?” he asked in a business-like tone.
Listening to this almost dismissive tone, Lu Wanwan felt a bit annoyed, “That’s it, just rember to take your dicine.”
She turned around and was about to leave, her hand just touching the doorknob when she heard two thuds from behind her.
Curious, she turned back and saw he had actually thrown the dicine in the trash!
“Why did you throw the dicine away?”
Gu Annan lifted his gaze, his eyes full of her being too ddleso.
“You have a fever, you should take sothing to reduce it first.” She finally understood why Zhao Chen was so troubled by delivering the dicine; he was truly completely uncooperative.
“I’m fine,” he said coolly.
“Your complexion doesn’t look good.”
“You judge if soone has a fever based on their complexion?” his expression was mocking, and the corners of his lips curled with sarcasm.
“Then, take your temperature,” she persisted.
“I don’t have a thermoter,” he replied.
“…”
She was sowhat skeptical too; perhaps Zhao Chen was mistaken.
Lu Wanwan stepped forward, extending her hand directly to his forehead.
He was slightly feverish, not scorchingly so, but indeed higher than normal body temperature.
Gu Annan leaned his head back a little to avoid her hand.
His indifferent gaze fixed on her, “Such seduction of a boss, even outside working hours, isn’t appropriate here in the office. Not. Suitable!”
“…”
The way he clearly enunciated each word “not suitable” reminded her of what he had said the day before; he must have said it on purpose.
“You really have a fever; take the fever dicine,” she said, lowering her voice and ignoring his nonsense.
Gu Annan looked at her, his gaze deepened; he neither agreed nor denied.
“No response ans you agree?” As she turned to bend down and retrieve the dicine box from the trash can,
her hand was suddenly caught and pulled back. The pull was so strong, she stumbled backward, falling into his arms.
Her wrist was still in his strong grasp, held neither too softly nor too fiercely.
“You’re not planning on making consu sothing picked from the trash, are you?” His deep voice ca from behind her ear, accompanied by his warm breath on her neck.
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