klisemfg Chapter 260 Maintaining Distance and Professionalism are the Ways to Survive
Chapter 260 Maintaining Distance and Professionalism are the Ways to Survive
She was expressing her care and sense of belonging after intimacy in the way she knew best, albeit clumsily and sincerely.
Ye Fan opened his mouth to take it, and the unique rich aroma of red yeast rice and the slightly sweet and salty taste melted in his mouth. The shrimp meat was bouncy and delicious.
Looking at the gentle profile of the person beside him and the way they were focused on peeling a shrimp, a warm feeling welled up in his heart.
From beginning to end, Miao Zi did what a "secretary" should do—take care of his daily life.
Just at this moment.
This care was infused with more unspoken emotions, adding an unspoken understanding and warmth to their relationship beyond mere intimacy.
She didn't become arrogant and unrestrained because of that one night of intimacy. Instead, she carefully maintained her thoughtfulness and sense of duty during the subtle shift in their relationship, like a gentle stream flowing through her life.
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After lunch, Miao Zi tidied herself up, exuding a relaxed and carefree charm, and drove to the bank to handle the backlog of business.
The spacious duplex returned to tranquility.
Ye Fan glanced at the timetable; he still had no classes today.
The dormitory group chat was quiet; Li Yifeng and the others hadn't sent any messages to invite him back. He decided to return to the dormitory later.
Turn on the computer and log in to the securities account shared with Li Yifeng.
The interface popped up, and good heavens, the "potential stock" that Li Yifeng had so confidently bought yesterday was now hanging at the top of the list of decliners, a stark and glaring sight.
Ye Fan smiled knowingly, casually closing the page. He was determined to make Li Yifeng suffer a huge loss, so that he would see through this giant stock market exploitation scheme as soon as possible.
I have plenty of ways to make money from my good roommate from my past life. In any case, I won't mistreat my good brothers in this life.
The afternoon sun was shining brightly, streaming into the living room through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Ye Fan brewed a pot of fresh tea and sat back down on the single sofa by the window.
The rich aroma of tea filled the air as he admired the shimmering Yangtze River under the sunlight while pondering his business plans. Time passed quietly in the stillness.
Around 2 p.m., I felt a slight hunger pang in my stomach.
Although Miao Zi prepared a delicious meal for lunch, he ate little rice and drank tea for a long time, so he had almost digested it.
He picked up his phone and dialed a number.
"Hey Coach Huang? Are you free this afternoon?"
"Mr. Ye? If you have time, please speak."
"Um... I'd like to trouble you to make a healthy meal and bring it over. Also, I'd like to do some basic training in my room this afternoon." Ye Fan's voice was as casual as ever.
Huang Yixin agreed after a brief consideration.
As a contracted personal trainer, providing in-home guidance services is within her job scope, regardless of whether the client has professional equipment at home, especially when it includes a meal package.
Not long after, the doorbell rang.
Ye Fan opened the door, and Huang Yixin stood gracefully outside, holding an exquisite insulated lunchbox in her hand.
She was still wearing her signature sportswear.
The fitted black stretch pants perfectly accentuated her long, straight legs and full, perky buttocks. She paired them with a cropped sports vest, revealing her flat, toned stomach and defined abs. She casually layered a thin sports jacket over it, the zipper undone, adding a touch of effortless sexiness.
"Mr. Ye, here's your meal." Huang Yixin handed over the lunchbox with a professional and bright smile.
Ye Fan took the lunchbox and stepped aside to let her in.
The lunchbox contained a familiar combination: boiled chicken breast shredded into thin strips, served with quinoa rice balls, steamed broccoli, cherry tomatoes, and half a soft-boiled egg, with the sauce in a separate compartment.
Although it is light, the color combination and nutritional ratio are impeccable.
Perhaps because the food looked so delicious, Ye Fan actually enjoyed his fitness meal.
Huang Yixin was not idle; she stood quietly by her side like a most attentive housekeeper.
Seeing that Ye Fan had some sauce on his lips, she immediately pulled out a tissue and handed it to him; seeing that his water glass was empty, she naturally went to refill it with warm water.
The movements were fluid and natural, reflecting a well-trained and meticulous approach.
After finishing her meal, Huang Yixin neatly tidied up the lunchboxes and tableware and wiped the table clean.
She checked the time and reminded him, "Mr. Ye, it's best to rest for about half an hour after eating before starting to exercise; it's better for digestion."
Ye Fan glanced at his watch: "Okay, I'll play a couple of games to pass the time."
He walked to the computer and sat down.
Just then, a WeChat voice message rang out; it was an invitation from his childhood friend, Zhao Mingzhe.
Ye Fan had originally planned to play again that evening, but then he thought that he hadn't paid attention to how his "son" was doing at Nanjing University of Science and Technology for a while, so he connected via voice chat and started joking around with Zhao Mingzhe while controlling his game character.
Huang Yixin sat on the bed, fiddling with her phone.
Whenever Ye Fan made such a move, she would pay attention immediately.
For example, when Ye Fan's cup ran out of water, she quickly refilled it. Her service was meticulous, yet she maintained just the right amount of distance.
Huang Yixin lay on her side on the bed, watching the man operating the computer, her thoughts in turmoil.
Student status, luxury mansion, exorbitant private tutoring fees paid casually, and the down-to-earth banter with his childhood friend at this moment... these seemingly contradictory traits intertwine and blend together in him, forming an elusive sense of mystery.
Huang Yixin knew that someone who could casually spend over ten thousand yuan to hire a private trainer must be extraordinary.
She had seen many so-called rich kids at high-end gyms, most of whom were tightly controlled by their families. Few were as relaxed and carefree as Ye Fan, who was generous yet easygoing.
However, Huang Yixin also knows that there are some things that are not good to know too much about. The richer people are, the less they like others to pry into their privacy.
Maintaining distance and professional ethics are the keys to survival.
She composed herself and stopped thinking about it.
After several rounds of intense battle, Ye Fan stretched out a big yawn, his bones making a slight cracking sound.
He turned around in his gaming chair, and the sight before him made him gasp for breath!
Huang Yixin had already lay down on his large bed at some point.
She propped her head up with one hand, her body naturally stretching into a breathtaking S-shaped curve.
The long legs wrapped in the stretchy pants have smooth and taut lines, and the curve at the waist and hips is breathtaking. The sports vest has shifted slightly due to the posture, revealing a more attractive, firm and flat abdomen.
The afternoon sun shone through the gaps in the curtains, casting a hazy glow on her healthy, radiant skin. Her slightly damp, fragrant sweat made her look like a ripe, juicy peach, exuding a pure yet deadly allure—she was simply the embodiment of desire!
Ye Fan felt a surge of heat rush to the top of his head!
I was supposed to tutor Miao Zi this morning but couldn't, and now I've encountered this scene. If it weren't for the strong willpower and experience I gained from my rebirth, the consequences would probably be unimaginable...