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This milk tea shop was truly handmade. While some toppings were prepared in advance, the milk tea base was brewed fresh, one cup at a time, so it took a while.
But the milk tea here was delicious. Qi Wei had tried it before, and whenever Qi Zhao came here, he would order the same thing as him.
A cup of warm milk tea was truly comforting.
After sitting in the shop for a while, Qi Zhao had a sudden idea. He asked the owner for a sticky note and a pen, writing a simple message and the date.
[With Qi Wei. 12.16]
Qi Wei, watching him finish, also asked for a sticky note and wrote a similar message.
[With Qi Zhao. 12.16]
They placed their sticky notes side by side and then left the milk tea shop.
A bit childish, but if childishness could bring happiness, then it wasn’t a bad thing.
Qi Zhao didn’t suggest walking around anymore, but went home.
As soon as they entered, he was kissed by Qi Wei, as expected, half-heartedly resisting as he leaned against the sofa, another passionate encounter ensuing.
As Qi Wei held him close, Qi Zhao had only one thought.
He seemed… to be more than just liking Qi Wei.
If possible, he was starting to think about marrying Qi Wei, instead of his previous indifferent “whatever” attitude.
He was starting to consider it.
The New Year was at the end of January this year, so both December and January were busy months.
After a few days of rest, Qi Wei returned to work, and Qi Zhao also resumed his role as his unofficial assistant.
As he became more familiar with Qi Corp, he had fewer and fewer questions for Qi Wei.
So after Qi Zhao handled a document without asking any questions, Qi Wei, receiving the annotated document, paused. “…”
He didn’t say anything at the time, but Qi Zhao’s subsequent documents were also handled without any questions, complete with annotations, highlighted problem areas, and even a revised outline for one of the proposals.
Qi Wei, seeing this, was silent for a long moment.
He knew how much effort he had put into learning these things. If it weren’t for an alpha’s abundant energy and ample time for studying, he wouldn’t be where he was today.
But Qi Zhao handled it all so naturally, his business acumen…
Qi Wei sighed softly.
Qi Zhao: “?”
He was excitedly reviewing the annual plan submitted by Qi Corp’s jewelry department, even swiveling slightly in his chair, and when Qi Wei sighed, he turned around. “What’s wrong?”
Qi Wei said, “Ah Zhao, your talent is truly unmatched.”
He nudged Qi Zhao’s chair with his foot, pulling him closer, then placed his hands on the armrests, leaning down and burying his face in Qi Zhao’s embrace. “If you were my business rival, I would truly despair.”
Qi Zhao, unused to such praise, his ears feeling a little warm, coughed slightly and pushed Qi Wei gently. “Let’s get back to work. Finish early, rest early.”
“Yes, Mr. Qi.”
Qi Wei sat up and kissed him. “Is there a reward for me if I finish?”
Qi Zhao: “?”
Who was the real boss here?
He looked at Qi Wei, amused. “You’re the boss. Are capitalists this shameless now? Exploiting your employees and even asking for rewards?”
Qi Wei pretended not to hear, just asking, “No reward?”
He made it sound like he wouldn’t work without one.
…Whose company was this again?
Qi Zhao sighed. “What do you want?”
Qi Wei’s hands were still on the armrests, practically trapping Qi Zhao in his embrace, his pheromones, still slightly unrestrained, clinging to Qi Zhao. “…You on top, okay?”
Qi Zhao didn’t understand what he meant at first. “What?”
Qi Wei leaned closer and whispered two words in his ear.
Qi Zhao’s eyes widened, and he instinctively pushed him away.
He couldn’t push him away, of course, and his flushed ears and annoyed glare only intensified the already charged atmosphere.
Like honey-flavored gunpowder.
Qi Wei’s tongue unconsciously traced his canines, looking at Qi Zhao, his voice slightly strained. “Don’t even think about… Mmm.”
Before he could finish, Qi Wei kissed him, silencing him.
Qi Zhao’s back stiffened, but he parted his lips, letting the alpha plunder his mouth.
Qi Wei pulled him closer, the office chair creaking under their combined weight, but Qi Wei didn’t care, his hand on the back of Qi Zhao’s head, holding him firmly as he continued kissing him, his possessiveness undeniable.
The kiss deepened.
As Qi Zhao’s fingers tensed, Qi Wei murmured, “Ah Zhao.”
His hand moved lower, supporting his arousal, and he whispered, “Okay?”
Asking him now, when he was already hard… this man was truly shameless.
Qi Zhao couldn’t say no, especially since he was also aroused.
So he could only hold onto Qi Wei’s shoulders, their moans mingling as Qi Zhao, overwhelmed, lowered his head, seeking Qi Wei’s kiss.
After a while, Qi Zhao was truly exhausted, unable to fulfill Qi Wei’s request to be faster.
So Qi Wei had to free one hand to close his laptop and clear the desk.
Qi Zhao’s back was now against the desk.
…
The light from the study lamp flickered in Qi Zhao’s hazy vision, just like him.
Qi Wei was more forceful than usual this time, and although Qi Zhao didn’t feel any pain, he couldn’t take it anymore, his fingernails unconsciously digging into Qi Wei’s arm.
His nails hadn’t been trimmed in a few days, and he wasn’t weak, he worked out, so his uncontrolled grip left a few scratches.
Qi Wei didn’t mind, glancing at them with a look of excitement.
These were marks left by Qi Zhao.
When he finally came, Qi Zhao felt like half his life force had been drained.
There was no pain, but…
Alphas were truly terrifying.
Both physically, and… otherwise.
Exhausted, Qi Zhao had to sleep for a while, and Qi Wei, holding him close, worked on his tablet.
There was a proposal he couldn’t finalize. Qi Wei wasn’t good at writing proposals, but he knew it wasn’t good enough, no different from previous years, just a rehash of old ideas. With the rapid pace of innovation, old ideas were easily outdated and easily seen through.
Qi Wei had rejected four or five versions, even emphasizing the need for innovation during a video conference.
But the revised versions were still uninspired, lacking any spark of originality. Yet, Qi Wei read them carefully.
Because Qi Zhao had annotated them and even revised some of the content, the proposal was completely different now.
He exhaled silently.
It wasn’t just his bias, but he genuinely felt that having Qi Zhao as his assistant was a waste of his talent.
Today, he also wanted to give Qi Corp to Qi Zhao.
They both had the same surname anyway; it wasn’t a big deal.
So Qi Zhao, waking up from his nap, his body still sore, heard Qi Wei say this to him seriously… “…”
He felt like he was still dreaming, but then he remembered it was Qi Wei… no, he wasn’t dreaming, this was just Qi Wei.
Qi Zhao said helplessly, “Qi Wei.”
Qi Wei stopped outlining his plans. “Hmm?”
“…Being good at this doesn’t mean I’m good at being a CEO.”
He told Qi Wei, “If you want me to manage a department, or a team of secretaries or assistants, that’s fine. Because the scope isn’t as broad, and the responsibilities are more defined. But an entire company requires more than just practical work abilities, it also requires authority and a certain… presence.”
When he was younger, Qi Zhao had thought that ability alone was enough, but as he grew older, he realized that he wasn’t suited to be a CEO, and neither was Qi Wense.
“A CEO doesn’t have to know everything, but they have to be able to command respect from their employees.”
Qi Zhao lowered his voice. “I’m not that kind of person.”
It wasn’t because he was a beta, but his tone was naturally gentle, lacking the necessary authority, even when he tried to appear stern.
“Besides,” Qi Zhao added, “I think being an assistant is better than being a CEO… I really don’t like meetings.”
Qi Wei: “I don’t either.”
Qi Zhao: “See? You agree.”
He joked, “Don’t do unto others what you don’t want done unto yourself.”
Qi Wei hugged his waist tighter, burying his face in Qi Zhao’s embrace, inhaling his scent. “But I want them to know how amazing you are.”
So childish.
But Qi Zhao smiled, finding Qi Wei truly endearing. “There’s no need. They’ll find out eventually.”
He touched Qi Wei’s head, enjoying the feel of his hair, and ruffled it a few times before changing the subject. “Are you done with your work for today?”
Qi Wei: “.”
He sighed and stood up. “Ah Zhao, you sound like my teacher.”
“Then Student Qi,” Qi Zhao said, “I’m hungry, get me something to eat… and bring me the documents.”
Qi Wei said okay. “What do you want to eat?”
Qi Zhao thought for a moment. “I want noodles.”
Qi Wei: “Beef noodles? Pork noodles? Or braised noodles?”
“Pork noodles,” Qi Zhao said, “extra pepper… and bring me a bottle of yogurt too.”
Qi Wei went to get the food, and Qi Zhao stretched his body, then decided against exercising.
This daily routine with Qi Wei was more tiring than lifting weights.
After Qi Wei brought him the food, Qi Zhao sat on the edge of the bed and started eating with him.
Qi Wei’s gaze fell on his hand holding the chopsticks, lingering on his ring finger.
Ever since he learned the meaning of a ring, Qi Wei had fantasized about the day…
He had actually bought the rings a long time ago.
But his condition hadn’t improved yet, so he didn’t dare bind Qi Zhao to him.
When he recovered…
