Zhai Mo, who was slow on the uptake, suddenly had a bold idea when he returned to his room.
Could this loser actually like him?!
They say that when someone likes you, their eyes sparkle.
Whenever that loser looked at him, his eyes were always bright, like the dazzling stars in the sky.
Zhai Mo couldn’t describe the sensation that washed over him after this thought suddenly popped into his head.
His hands and feet felt a bit out of control, and he nearly dropped the cup he was drinking from.
To think a loser like that had his eyes on him!
What an absolute disgrace. Zhai Mo felt deeply uncomfortable and even started trying to rationalize it to himself.
Maybe he was just overthinking things—he was always so stressed out.
Perhaps the loser didn’t actually like him and was just faking brotherly affection.
Even if, by some absurd chance, the loser did like him—so what?
Letting him hug or nudge him a few times wouldn’t be a loss.
Besides, he could use this as leverage against him.
He was actually coming out ahead!
Feeling somewhat comforted, Zhai Mo took out his laptop, his slender fingers clattering rapidly across the keyboard. A black interface popped up on the screen, and he immersed himself in his own affairs.
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At the company, Yao Zuizui’s behavior only reinforced Zhai Mo’s suspicions.
This loser definitely had feelings for him!
Disgusted, unwilling, and powerless to resist, Zhai Mo could only think about finding the perfect opportunity to kill him and vent his anger!
The company had a small cafeteria, which the original Zhai Zuozuo had grandly claimed was for the employees’ benefit—after all, food was the most important thing in life.
So she had spent a fortune hiring a top-tier chef to ensure the employees enjoyed delicious meals, earning endless praise.
Of course, this was just Zhai Zuozuo using company resources for her own benefit, so she naturally loved eating at the cafeteria every day—and Yao Zuizui was no exception.
She always deliberately carried her bowl and plate to sit next to Zhai Mo, sharing lunch with him.
No one else was willing to sit with Zhai Mo anyway, and after discovering the little secret between “President Zhai” and Zhai Mo, everyone wisely gave them plenty of space, keeping their distance.
If they accidentally overheard something, they could get fired.
No one wanted to leave such a good company.
So they stayed far away, but their peripheral vision was sharp, and their ears strained to catch any whispers in the air.
Gossip was human nature.
Yao Zuizui carefully picked out the green peppers from her bowl one by one and tossed them into Zhai Mo’s bowl. “Brother, eat more green peppers. They’re good for you.”
The gossipmongers caught one word—brother.
So, President Zhai was into roleplay, huh?
If Zhai Mo was the “brother,” did that mean he was the top?
But there were also younger brothers who topped!
Suppressing their wild imaginations, they continued eavesdropping with great interest.
Zhai Mo disdainfully flicked all the green peppers back onto the plate. “They’ve got your saliva on them. Disgusting.”
She didn’t like them, so she gave them to him? Was she trying for an indirect kiss? Or just mocking him?
Zhai Mo was growing more and more repulsed by this loser.
The gossipers caught another word—saliva.
Their imaginations ran wild.
“Brother, help me eat these green peppers… I don’t like them.”
“I don’t want them. I just want to taste your saliva.”
…Ugh. They shuddered, goosebumps rising all over.
Yao Zuizui wasn’t fazed by Zhai Mo’s bad temper at all. She directly snatched the last chicken leg from his bowl.
“This chicken leg is so delicious. Brother, you don’t mind giving it to me, right?” She then stuck out her pink tongue, licking the juices off the chicken leg, her red lips sucking sensually—strikingly radiant.
Zhai Mo realized he must be going insane to describe a man—a loser—as “radiant.”
He threw down his chopsticks. “I’m done.”
Yao Zuizui glanced at his bowl, still full of food.
She didn’t try to stop him. Instead, she happily continued eating, even transferring all of Zhai Mo’s dishes to her own bowl, shoveling food into her mouth with a satisfied smile.
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“Zhai Mo, President Zhai wants you in her office!” Ruan Jing, Zhai Zuozuo’s assistant, shot Zhai Mo a disdainful look before sitting in the seat next to him.
Unclear where his resentment came from, Zhai Mo ignored it and stood up, walking into Zhai Zuozuo’s office.
Little did he know, the moment he stepped inside, he was walking straight into hell.
“Zhai Mo, make me a cup of coffee.” Hearing the door open, Yao Zuizui glanced up casually before returning to reviewing documents.
“……” Zhai Mo suppressed his irritation and made her coffee.
In his heart, he seethed, reminding himself not to waste energy on someone who would soon be dead.
After finishing the documents, Yao Zuizui snapped them shut and tossed them at Zhai Mo. “Zhai Mo, I’ve reassigned you. From now on, you’re my personal assistant.”
Zhai Mo didn’t move, refusing to catch them.
The documents hit the floor with a slap—his response.
Yao Zuizui angrily smacked the desk. “Pick them up! Do you want to quit? Go home?”
This was a rule set by Zhai Tianlin.
If Zhai Mo refused to work at Zhai Zuozuo’s company, he would be confined at home—no other jobs, no going out, to prevent trouble.
Effectively, house arrest.
Yao Zuizui had no idea what pillow talk Zuo Fang had used to convince Zhai Tianlin to enforce this rule.
Zhai Mo lifted his gaze to meet hers, and Yao Zuizui glared back.
When flirting with a man, you had to play hard to get.
Being nice all the time wouldn’t work—sometimes being harsh added a different flavor.
Zhai Mo confirmed once more: even though the loser was glaring at him, his eyes were still sparkling.
He definitely liked him…
Zhai Mo decided to endure it.
Staying here might yield unexpected gains.
He bent down, picked up the documents, and placed them back in the cabinet.
Yao Zuizui continued warning him, “Don’t open the cabinet or peek at my documents without permission.”
Hah. So the loser had some self-awareness after all.
Zhai Mo nodded indifferently. “Don’t worry. I have no interest in your files.”
“Good.” Yao Zuizui relaxed visibly, satisfied. “Just remember—no looking at my work emails or documents. Those are handled by my secretary.”
“Your only job is to take care of my daily needs—food, clothes, entertainment.” She smirked slyly. “Think of yourself like a eunuch or palace maid in ancient times. Got it?”
Zhai Mo nearly crushed the file in his hand.
Slamming the cabinet shut, he turned and walked out to the outer office without another word.
This loser was getting more and more infuriating.
He absolutely had to find a chance to kill him soon!
Watching Zhai Mo storm off, Yao Zuizui clutched her stomach, struggling not to laugh.
Why did she enjoy provoking Zhai Mo so much?
Because his expressions were priceless.
That mix of rage and helplessness, forced to swallow it all down—it was delicious.
Zhai Mo loved to pretend, to hide his emotions.
But Yao Zuizui wanted to strip that away, to make him lose control.
The more he was affected by her, the deeper her mark on him.
And so, Zhai Mo remained firmly tied to Yao Zuizui’s side.
When she was in a good mood and no one was around, she called him “brother.”
When she was annoyed, handling work, or when others could hear, she called him “Zhai Mo.”
Zhai Mo didn’t care about the titles—he just wished the loser would call him less.
“Brother, let’s go to work together from now on. You can drive—that way, I don’t need to hire a driver. Dad always says we should be frugal!” Yao Zuizui sat at the dining table, facing their parents, with Zhai Mo beside her.
Keep pretending! Zhai Mo longed to tear off that fake mask.
Hearing this, Zhai Tianlin praised her again.
“Zuozuo is such a good child. She remembers everything I say, knows how to manage a household, and makes smart decisions! From now on, Zhai Mo will double as your driver.” He patted Yao Zuizui’s shoulder fondly.
Zhai Mo remained expressionless and went straight to get the car keys from the driver.
No one would ask for his opinion anyway.
By the time he started the engine and let it warm up, Yao Zuizui came out.
She held a steamed bun. “Brother, you left without eating. Here, I brought you one.”
Zhai Mo ignored her and stepped on the gas.
“Brother, since you’re driving, let me feed you!” Yao Zuizui tore off a small piece and held it to his lips.
Zhai Mo kept his mouth shut, treating her like air.
“Open up, or I’ll fire you.” Her tone turned stern, hinting at anger.
Zhai Mo couldn’t afford to lose his job—he had his own plans.
Under Yao Zuizui’s domineering pressure, he reluctantly opened his mouth.
For a moment, Zhai Mo felt like one of those helpless heroines in dramas, forced to submit to a tyrannical CEO.
The bun was warm, sweet, and soft.
As his lips closed, they accidentally brushed against her fingertips—so soft, so smooth, sending a jolt through him. He nearly rear-ended the car ahead.
Stay calm!
He’s a loser!
He’s a man!
He’s his brother!
Disgusting. What man spends so much time on skincare…
Zhai Mo pushed away the distracting thoughts and focused on driving.
But he couldn’t escape Yao Zuizui’s clutches.
“Brother, open up again. Ah~” She offered another piece.
“I don’t want it.”
“Then you’re fired.”
……Zhai Mo silently opened his mouth again.
Author’s Note:
The more I write, the more it feels like a domineering CEO and a delicate flower dynamic, lol.
But I don’t think it’s sweet at all QAQ
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