Ye Xian’s struggles and protests became more and more distant.
Jiang Wen and Zhou Lu watched as Bo Tingshen led Ye Xian away, their eyes filled with shock.
The CEO’s reaction, why does it look so much like... a man consumed by jealousy?
In the thirteenth floor’s gym, from time to time, Ye Xian’s cries of despair could be heard.
Dumbbell bench—
"No, this is too heavy; I can’t lift it!"
"Let me help you."
So, Bo Tingshen held the hands of the petite woman and lifted several dozen kilograms of iron.
"Ah! My hand is going to break!"
Smith Machine—
"I can’t push it, I really can’t push it!"
"CEO, don’t push me! Ahhh! I can push it now!"
"CEO, you are standing too close to me, it’s so hot!"
Treadmill—
"I can’t run anymore, I really can’t, If I run any more, I’m going to pass out!"
"Don’t worry, if you pass out I’ll give you CPR."
That’s just mouth-to-mouth resuscitation!
Ye Xian: "That might not be necessary, right?"
"Run!"
Spin bike—
"CEO, I was wrong, I won’t hire a fitness coach again, I’ll obediently go jogging with you, please spare me!"
Eventually, Ye Xian, wailing like a ghost, clung to his arm, begging for mercy, nearly crying out ’Daddy’.
Bo Tingshen mercilessly pulled away her arms, "I see you have energy to spare every day, if not expended with me, you’ll go find someone else."
"I have no energy left, truly not a drop! Wuu wuu wuu..."
Ye Xian cursing him a million times in her heart, barely got into the car and collapsed on the sofa like a salted fish.
Seeing her tormented state, Pang Kai couldn’t help but uncontrollably conjure up thousands of 18+ romance novels in his mind, "CEO, going to Jiuxi Eighteen Islands?"
"Back to the old mansion."
This, this means meeting the old master and madam already?!
If the madam is a fan of Ye Xian that’s okay, but can Chairman Bao with his not-so-good heart endure it?
Pang Kai inexplicably became worried, nodding repeatedly after a while, "Alright!"
Ye Xian had just lain on the sofa for a few minutes when she drifted into sleep. Bo Tingshen, originally seated beside her, quietly shifted his position and gently placed her head on his lap.
The first positioning wasn’t right, causing his breath to catch.
Then he turned her head around.
From the rearview mirror, Pang Kai saw the man’s fingertips gently trace the youth’s delicate face, patiently arranging the fringe on his forehead. Possessiveness and fondness in those profound eyes seemed almost tangible.
The CEO has fallen too deeply...

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