Little Seductress Part 2

Jiang Rong and Xiao Tu were stunned.

That's it?

No fuss?

Jiang Rong covered the sleeping Qin Fan with a blanket and sighed, "President Xie is truly President Xie. He can coax someone into a ditch with just a few words."

Xiao Tu deeply agreed.

At this moment, she cast a loving gaze upon Sister Fanfan. With a husband like President Xie, she would truly be eaten alive, with not even the bones left.

Fortunately, besides her beautiful face and figure, Sister Fanfan didn't have anything else for President Xie to 'eat'.

Jiang Rong saw it clearly. "At most, President Xie gets to legally sleep with her. But Qin Fan, that little money-devouring beast, can squander all the money President Xie earns. You calculate who's at a loss."

Xiao Tu: "..."

She could no longer feel any love.

The next day, Qin Fan wore an eye mask, planning to sleep all the way back to Bei Cheng.

She wore a loose-fitting black hoodie, the large hood covering her face completely. She didn't say a word on the way.

Jiang Rong sat next to her organizing her schedule. After putting away her laptop, she noticed Qin Fan was still motionless, looking as if she had lost all will to live.

Unable to resist, she lifted the hood of the person playing dead. "Be more optimistic. At least your husband didn't actually give you a ten-thousand-word speech on your beauty last night."

Revealing Qin Fan's eye mask, which had frog eyes on it.

At that moment, she turned her head, the frog eyes giving Jiang Rong a death stare. From below the mask, her rosy and beautiful lips uttered disheartened words, "Oh, what's even more optimistic is that I wasn't crazy enough to strip naked and have him write ten thousand words praising how captivating my figure is."

Jiang Rong was so taken aback by her words that she coughed several times. "Cough, cough, cough..."

Seeing she was silent, Qin Fan pulled her hoodie back down. "Don't disturb me. I'm reflecting on my life."

"Alright, stop reflecting." Jiang Rong took a sip of water from her thermos. "You should first think about how to tell your husband about filming the solitary living observation variety show next week."

Jiang Rong: "It's too late to set up a fake house now."

Qin Fan silently took off her eye mask and then looked at Jiang Rong with a blank expression. "So, what you're saying is..."

The two looked at each other for a few seconds.

Jiang Rong patted her head. "That's right. It's exactly what you're thinking."

Qin Fan: "..."

President Xie, who had taken time out of his busy schedule to pick up Mrs. Xie, was met with an unusually enthusiastic embrace from her.

Outside the airport, a black Maybach was parked discreetly on the side of the road.

Qin Fan spotted the not-so-discreet license plate at a glance.

Pulling down the hat that covered most of her face, Qin Fan walked over quickly.

"Welcome back, Mrs. Xie."

Only Secretary Wen was standing by the car. He personally opened the rear door for her. "President Xie has prepared..."—flowers and gifts for her.

However, before he could finish his sentence.

The next second, Qin Fan threw herself directly into the arms of the man sitting upright in the back seat. Her pleasant voice was deliberately drawn out, sweet and soft, as she called out, "Hubby, I missed you so much! I missed you so much my little heart ached!"

Pfft—

Secretary Wen didn't dare to look at President Xie's expression.

Xie Yanli probably hadn't expected such a scene either. He was just about to lean forward to turn off the voice mode on the tablet hanging from the back of the front seat.

This little seductress had already scrambled onto his lap, using both her hands and feet, and planted several sticky kisses on his cheek. "Did you miss your precious, darling, fairy wife?"

Xie Yanli's handsome, cool, and fair face was instantly stained with the faint color of lip gloss.

Qin Fan was also very considerate, looking everywhere for a wet wipe to clean his face.

"Secretary Wen, where are the wet wipes?"

Secretary Wen stared at the scene in shock, not reacting. After hearing Mrs. Xie, he quickly replied, "Right here."

Xie Yanli was pushed against the back of the seat by Qin Fan's two small hands on his shoulders. Other than being able to wrap his arm around the little seductress's slender waist, he couldn't stop the series of actions and movements that followed.

The considerate chief secretary, while handing over the wet wipe, also swiftly took the tablet away and turned off the microphone.

Qin Fan held the wet wipe with her slender fingers, carefully wiping off the lip gloss, and said, seeking credit, "All clean."

"Mm."

Xie Yanli met Qin Fan's peach blossom eyes, which seemed to be full of affection. Remembering her drunken appearance from last night, he couldn't help but curve his thin lips upward. He relaxed and leaned back a little, his palm remaining on her waist.

The man's usually cool voice now held a faint smile. "You missed me?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Qin Fan was about to kiss his clean cheek again, but remembering it had just been wiped, she changed the target to his thin lips. "Can you feel my fiery passion and how much I missed you?"

"I can feel it." The sweet scent of orange blossom spread from Xie Yanli's lips. He extended a long index finger, pressing the tip against the woman's forehead to push her away slightly. "What do you want?"

"Hubby, how could you trample on my pure and unadulterated longing for you like this!" Qin Fan had prepared many lines on the way and was just about to start her performance.

Then she heard the man's cool and gentle voice: "Seeing as Mrs. Xie has missed me so desperately, I can consider granting any request you make today, even if it's a bit excessive."

Qin Fan: '!!!'

She immediately dived cheerfully into Xie Yanli's arms. "It's not excessive at all! As long as you move into the company to live..."

"Just for a few days."

Move into the company to live for a few days?

The curve of Xie Yanli's thin lips slowly froze. His dark, deep eyes were devoid of emotion as he looked at the woman who had said this.

Qin Fan guiltily held up one hand. "Just... just five days?"

Xie Yanli's expression was composed; he didn't move.

Qin Fan was still kneeling on his lap. She then silently lowered two fingers. "Three days!"

"You promised. You can't go back on your word."