His Venomous Former Boss Chased Him And Beat Him Fiercely Chapter 45

He couldn’t go anywhere, he could only stay in his embrace.

In the office, leaning back comfortably in his chair, the man smiled unconsciously when he saw the message from his boyfriend. It was rare—was this… a check-in?

Qiu Zhijie immediately replied: Still working, just now…

He wrote a long paragraph, detailing his work content.

[Heart][Heart] Boyfriend [Cat]: Send me a picture

Qiu Zhijie raised an eyebrow in surprise. He had never seen the other party make such a request before. It was quite rare today, which could only mean one thing—his boyfriend liked him more, or perhaps, missed him.

A smile naturally curved his lips. Qiu Zhijie slowly raised his hand, holding up his phone, and took a picture from a low angle—apparently, this angle made the shot look better.

A photo was freshly produced. He lowered his hand and examined it carefully, feeling a little dissatisfied. So, he deleted it and found a new angle for another shot.

He looked again, still not satisfied, so he continued to retake the photo.

On the other end, Kong Xunwen, waiting for the picture, stared at his phone for a long time, unable to figure out why taking one picture required so much time.

When Qiu Zhijie had asked for his photos before, he had never made the other party wait this long.

It’s just a photo, isn’t it?

Kong Xunwen completely failed to understand Qiu Zhijie’s pursuit of perfection in front of his boyfriend.

He was currently in the underground parking lot beneath the studio, still carrying his suitcase and wearing his backpack.

Although there weren’t many people in the parking lot, the occasional passersby would look curiously at the young man with all his bags, clearly waiting for someone in the parking lot.

Whenever this happened, Kong Xunwen could only awkwardly avoid their gaze.

So embarrassing, so embarrassing, so embarrassing!

Seeing another minute pass, Kong Xunwen finally couldn’t help but send a very subtle message of urgency: Do you suddenly have something urgent to deal with?

The reply came back quickly: Not busy right now.

Kong Xunwen, who had been ready to understand if there was a special circumstance, finally lost his patience: Then where is the photo I asked for?

Boyfriend: Doesn’t it need to be carefully selected?

Kong Xunwen: …My patience is limited.

This time, Qiu Zhijie finally stopped talking nonsense and promptly sent the very first photo he had taken.

He felt a little regretful internally, realizing that after looking through them all, this first one somehow looked the most pleasing. If he had more time, he was sure he could take an even better photo.

In the end, he couldn’t bear to let his efforts of the past few minutes go to waste, so he quickly sent several more photos he had been agonizing over.

Kong Xunwen received the photos simultaneously, one followed by several more.

Just glancing at the thumbnails, they all looked like the same picture.

Why send so many copies of the same photo?

Then he saw the accompanying text from the other side: I can’t choose between these few, which one do you think looks best?

Kong Xunwen tapped open each one and looked, tilting his head in confusion. Didn’t these photos all look the same?

Thinking this, he sent the thought over.

Qiu Zhijie saw this and flipped through them himself, his expression becoming serious. He meticulously explained the differences between the photos to Kong Xunwen.

Receiving the long-winded explanation, Kong Xunwen dodged the gaze of a person who had just walked past, while trying to quickly move past the topic.

Mhm, mhm, mhm. Yes, yes, yes. I got it.

While cycling through these three phrases, Kong Xunwen quickly thought about how to return to the main point.

There was no need to waste time thinking about how to make the surprise more perfect. Since Qiu Zhijie wasn’t busy right now, he should just call him downstairs to meet. There was no need for any more tricks.

Thinking this, Kong Xunwen suddenly felt a little nervous, wondering how Qiu Zhijie would react.

Would he be surprised? Would he be happy?

His mind was racing, but his fingers were already moving, sending a very brief message: Come downstairs.

Qiu Zhijie had found the few perfunctory replies amusing, but since sending those messages was partly meant to tease the young man, he wasn’t dissatisfied.

Until he saw those three words.

Things seemed a little complicated. The young man rarely did things like this, and seldom contacted him proactively. Given how unusual he was today, and connecting it with this message, could it be…

He wanted to give him a surprise?

What could it be?

Qiu Zhijie’s lips curled up the moment he thought of this, the smile on his face impossible to hide.

He thought that no matter what it was, he would love it.

Thinking this, he stood up impatiently. Deliveries would usually go to the front desk. Was it a bouquet, a cake, or some snacks?

Well, although he would love anything, he couldn’t help but guess.

The office door suddenly opened, and the employees sitting at their desks outside couldn’t help but look over when they heard the sound.

Even though Qiu Zhijie tried to maintain a poker face, he couldn’t control his good mood, which many people noticed.

It was evident in CEO Qiu’s rhythmic steps and the high spirits radiating from him.

Watching CEO Qiu’s back disappear into the elevator, the people at their workstations seemingly returned to calm, but in reality, the internal gossip group was quickly flooded with messages, a lively scene.

[This is the first time I’ve seen CEO Qiu this happy in days.]

[Could it be like we said before, that CEO Qiu might be dating? Did his partner come to visit?]

[How is that possible?! CEO Qiu has clearly never dated!]

[Who was that just now? Whether CEO Qiu dates or not is none of your business. We’re just discussing it, no need to get so worked up…]

[Exactly. And I’m quite curious who CEO Qiu’s partner might be. Has anyone seen them?]

[No, we’re just guessing based on CEO Qiu’s behavior. It might not even be true.]

[Even so, given CEO Qiu’s recent changes, the dating theory seems the most plausible. Ahhh, why isn’t it time to get off work yet? I want to follow him and see!]

[I know, usually at this time CEO Qiu’s expression looks like he could eat people. When has he ever been this gentle? Compared to when he’s working, it’s like he has multiple personalities.]

[Sigh, I hope our designer hurries up and finds a relationship too. That face of his looks like it’s dragging on the floor every day.]

[The person before me is truly brave, but I think I guessed who that designer is.]

[So, is it pretty much confirmed that he’s dating?]

[Um… as someone who’s never dated, I humbly ask, does dating really affect a person this much?]

[Absolutely. Just look at CEO Qiu now, that’s pretty much it. When I was dating, I would also suddenly giggle or suddenly feel unhappy. It’s just that CEO Qiu was always unhappy before, so this sudden giggling stands out especially.]

Seeing how certain the gossip group was about the theory of CEO Qiu dating, Wan Yongle’s face darkened, causing the intern designer who had intended to come over and say something to stop in his tracks.

He was the one who had just sent the message, “CEO Qiu has not dated!”

These people simply didn’t understand CEO Qiu. CEO Qiu clearly had feelings for him, but because of the difference in their status, he didn’t want to affect him, which is why he hadn’t said it directly. But he could feel it in his actions.

Therefore, this so-called partner must just be a casual speculation by these people and doesn’t count.

What is this talk about being happy or not? CEO Qiu must be happy because of his career progress. How could they portray CEO Qiu as such a vulgar person? Is CEO Qiu the same as them? And comparing themselves to CEO Qiu, hmph!

They should look at whether they are worthy!

Wan Yongle slammed his fingers onto the keyboard, making a loud clatter that caused the person next to him to look over in confusion.

Did this person take the wrong medicine?

However, after spending time together, everyone was already aware of Wan Yongle’s strange mindset hidden beneath his obedient exterior, so no one actively sought trouble.

*

Perhaps it was a particularly special time, but the parking lot, which had been sparsely populated, now had many people passing by Kong Xunwen.

He turned his back slightly, leaving only his back facing the rear, pulling his suitcase, with his backpack resting on top, and looking down to reply to the question Qiu Zhijie had just sent.

Boyfriend: I’m at the front desk, I don’t see you.

Kong Xunwen poked his screen slowly: I’m at…

He paused, quickly deleting the message. He almost revealed the surprise prematurely. He continued typing: Not at the front desk, I’m in the underground parking lot.

The footsteps behind him gradually faded away. Kong Xunwen didn’t turn around. He raised his hand to smooth the stray hair that had fallen onto his forehead. His phone chimed, and another message arrived.

Boyfriend: Are you trying to secretly kidnap me?

Seeing that line of text, Kong Xunwen felt as if he could see the face that was usually aloof but always showed a hint of playfulness in front of him.

…He remembered that it hadn’t been long ago that the person wasn’t like this.

Ding-dong!

Kong Xunwen quickly lowered the volume on his phone.

He looked down.

Boyfriend: But if it’s A-Wen coming to kidnap me personally, I’ll surrender willingly.

Attached was a short video clip of him stepping onto the elevator and pressing the button for the basement level.

Kong Xunwen was expressionless: Sweet talk.

At the same time, a sound seemed to come from behind him. He was about to turn his head when his phone chimed again. He couldn’t help but look down at the message.

Boyfriend: How can what I say to my boyfriend be sweet talk? This is clearly honeyed words.

Boyfriend: A-Wen, say it again.

Just as Kong Xunwen was about to reply, another message popped up, accompanied by another chime.

Boyfriend: A-Wen

An embrace wrapped around Kong Xunwen directly from behind. A somewhat unfamiliar scent of cologne reached his nose. Kong Xunwen was about to struggle but then caught the familiar undertone beneath the cologne.

He froze.

The words he had just seen on the phone screen were conveyed to his ears by the man’s deep voice: “A-Wen…”

The lingering final syllable seemed reluctant to end, followed by the action of the man lightly rubbing his cheek against his neck.

Kong Xunwen was stunned for a few seconds before turning his head slightly. His body had automatically relaxed into the familiar embrace. His back was warm, and the arms wrapped completely around him, locking him in. The familiar scent grew stronger, slowly invading and masking the unfamiliar cologne.

The dim light of the underground parking lot enveloped this corner. The young man was only slightly shorter than the man behind him. The man held the young man completely in his arms from behind, like two perfectly matched magnets, finally becoming whole, fitting together seamlessly.

The man’s head was slightly lowered at the young man’s neck, appearing somewhat tender, but the hands placed on the young man’s waist, completely grasping it, conveyed a hidden possessiveness.

He had the young man completely under control. He couldn’t go anywhere; he could only stay in his embrace.