Because I Like It

"Achoo!"

Ye Shuang sneezed in his office, then glanced at the temperature display on the nearby air conditioner. "Hmm... is someone talking about me?"

"Or maybe someone's cursing you," came a lazy voice from beside him. An Shiyu was standing there dressed in a maid outfit, looking every bit the personal attendant.

Ye Shuang: "..."

"That maid outfit of yours... it's about time you took it off, don't you think?"

This An Shiyu really could come up with new tricks no matter where she was.

"Right here? Even though the floor is high, I didn't know you had such interests." An Shiyu put on a thoughtful expression, though a hint of disdain flickered in her eyes. "Well, against the glass is fine too."

As she spoke, she even reached to untie the bow at her back.

"Stop."

Ye Shuang was practically afraid of this girl. He thought for a moment, then pulled out a document. "Just go help me make copies of this file. And change your clothes before you come back."

"So the maid can't satisfy you anymore? Uncle, your tastes are really quite diverse." An Shiyu let out a deep sigh, took the folder, and left.

Just before exiting, the look she gave him from the side, her face half-turned, seemed to say [What a hard man to please].

Ye Shuang was left speechless again.

He pinched the bridge of his nose.

Better just focus on work. This girl would get bored in a few days anyway. She couldn't possibly show up next time in a new persona, like wearing a catgirl outfit or something.

Meanwhile, An Shiyu walked out of the office holding the folder. Her unusual attire naturally attracted a lot of attention. Some were even shocked that President Ye had such hobbies and that the new assistant didn't even resist.

Other colleagues felt this new assistant had ulterior motives, clearly targeting President Ye.

Gossip within the group, especially involving the leadership, always spread with lightning speed.

Chen Qin was the first to hear the rumors—

"Huh? Ah Ye and the new assistant playing cosplay?" Chen Qin was the most dumbfounded upon hearing this news. What on earth was going on?

An assistant going in and out dressed as a maid?

Little Li beside her said, "Yes, President Chen. I've confirmed the news. It's true."

Chen Qin pinched the bridge of her nose, then asked, "What's the assistant's name? I want all her information."

"It's An Siyi."

"Hmph, what a fancy name." Chen Qin sneered. Where did this little flirt come from, daring to seduce my Ah Ye.

Little Li then presented the resume. "This is the resume of President Ye's new assistant."

Chen Qin took it, scanned it, and froze.

"Huh?" This kid... why does she look so familiar?

Isn't this An Shiyu? Even with glasses, I can tell!

Chen Qin: "..."

She suddenly understood what Ye Shuang meant when he said no background check was needed and that he knew her well.

"President Chen, should I go ask around?" Little Li inquired.

"No need. Let that An... An Siyi play." Seeing it was An Shiyu, Chen Qin couldn't be bothered to intervene.

That child's personality and way of doing things were indeed a bit eccentric.

But her nature wasn't bad at heart.

"Huh?" Little Li found this strange but didn't ask further. After all, the last few assistants who were too nosy had been reassigned by President Chen.

...

Xu Yitian also received news about Ye Shuang's situation. To be precise, within the entire group, only Chen Qin and Xu Yitian paid the closest attention to any movement around Ye Shuang.

"Leaving aside the matter of him keeping a girl, what exactly is Ye Shuang playing at?"

Xu Yitian pinched the bridge of his nose.

Could it be that Chen Qin really indulged him to this extent?

Or perhaps...

"Could it be that there's no real relationship between them? That it's just a marriage of convenience, a performance?"

But according to Xu Yitian's intelligence, Ye Shuang's family was only moderately well-off; it was just that their parents' generation was close to Chen Qin's parents.

"Did that girl named An Siyi know President Ye before?" Xu Yitian asked his assistant.

"Reporting, President Xu, no." The assistant replied. "I checked. There hasn't been a woman named An Siyi around President Ye before."

Xu Yitian was almost dumbfounded.

This Ye Shuang, is he that incredible?

Really not afraid of Chen Qin getting angry?

"What's that girl's background..." Xu Yitian narrowed his eyes, feeling his thoughts were in a jumble.

"President Xu, I happened to run into that assistant just now and even chatted with her for a bit."

"What did you talk about?"

"I asked her why she was wearing a maid outfit."

"How did she answer?"

"Because I like it."

The assistant described the earlier scene, then added, "It's probably because President Ye likes it, right?"

"Sigh." Xu Yitian was utterly confused at this moment.

He couldn't understand why Chen Qin was so devoted to Ye Shuang. Knowing he was keeping a girl, she remained unmoved. She even acted coquettishly during lunch. And now, with him playing maid games in the office, Chen Qin still had no reaction.

"President Xu, I have a thought," the assistant suddenly spoke up.

"Speak."

"Perhaps... all of this is part of President Chen and Ye Shuang's... play?"

Xu Yitian: "..."

Huh?! ↗

...

"Achoo!" Ye Shuang sneezed again, puzzled. "Again?"

I don't have a cold...

"Master, drink more water and you'll feel better." An Shiyu handed him a cup from beside him.

"Don't call me that..." Ye Shuang took the thermos, opened it, and found a thick layer of goji berries floating on top.

Ye Shuang: "..."

"What is this?"

An Shiyu said expressionlessly, "Strawberry jelly."

"The difference between goji berries and strawberry jelly is way too big!"

"Sneezing all the time, tonifying the kidneys is necessary." An Shiyu averted her gaze. "After all, Uncle... is past his prime, pushing forty..."

Ye Shuang felt like throwing this fish out.

But admittedly, with this girl around, work efficiency improved dramatically, even if his mood took a hit.

Just then, the landline on the desk rang.

Ye Shuang looked and saw it was a call from the HR department.

"Hello?"

"President Ye, the new person you arranged... got into a fight with a colleague."

New person?

"Who did you fight with?" Ye Shuang instinctively looked at An Shiyu beside him.

"Who could beat me?" An Shiyu retorted.

"Your grandfather."

"He wouldn't dare hit me." An Shiyu pulled a faint smile.

Ye Shuang: "..."

"Chen Hai..." Ye Shuang quickly thought of Chen Hai and said to An Shiyu, "Then you go handle this matter. See what's going on."

Hearing this, An Shiyu had no objections.

"Dead or alive?" An Shiyu pulled a dagger from under her maid skirt.

"I didn't ask you to go fight..." Ye Shuang said helplessly.

Forget it, better go see for himself.

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