Mr. CEO Secretly Reads BL! - Chapter 9: Papa dragon's daughter! (1)

“You look so down today, sir,” Shi Qiang said after placing the morning coffee on Junho’s table. She saw how Xiaojun had his face folded in an abstract shape. It was even worse than yesterday.

“You just went on a date yesterday with Jiang Jinxing. Why are you unhappy?” Shi Qiang wondered. It was obvious that Jinxing had a romantic crush on Mr. Feng, and Mr. Feng also responded with his definitely-not-obvious line of thoughts.

“Did something happened?” Shi Qiang asked.

Xiaojun sighed and sipped the bitter coffee;

“Ah, today’s coffee is so bitter, like my love life. Perfect match,” Xiaojun said depressingly. He rested his chin on the table and said, “The date with Jinxing was awesome. He drove me in his car, then we went to a restaurant, having lunch together. After that, we went to a cat café!”

“The cats are familiar with Jinxing. They meowed to him many times intimately. Then, Jinxing brought me to a room behind the café, a cat shelter,” Xiaojun recalled the beautiful sight of Jinxing caring for the cats, his signature box smile directed at him. It was refreshing.

“Then why are you sad? It sounds like you have a successful date with him,” Shi Qiang asked. She got curious. Indeed, her fujoshi sense was tingling.

“Because he is not gay!” Xiaojun exclaimed loudly.

“Whaaaaaaaat…” Shi Qiang gawked at the sudden revelation.

“Yes! He has a girlfriend!” Xiaojun added even more shock to Shi Qiang.

“But… but… my fujo sense…” Shi Qiang couldn’t believe that her fujo sense would judge someone wrong. She was very proficient at determining the sexuality of a man with only one glance. She thought that she might be judgemental.

But all people whom she had a guess turned out to be a real homo-homo.

‘Will this be my first time to judge someone wrongly? Has my fujo sense dulling because I haven’t ship enough men in real life?’ Shi Qiang started thinking about the worst case scenario.

She took pride in her fujoshi self. If this was her first failure, then…

‘I’m pretty sure, like… one hundred percent sure, that Jinxing is a homo-homo. A pure gong that is!’ Shi Qiang couldn’t accept her failure, she wanted to ask about more detail after Jinxing revealed his girlfriend to Mr. Feng, but when she saw how heartbroken he was, she decided to hold it down… for now.

She sighed and then said, “Sir, we still have many meetings today. I’m sorry, but we cannot delay these meetings any longer.”

“Yes, I know. I’m just sad,” Xiaojun took out something from his bag, an electronic device, and put it on the table. Shi Qiang frowned because she never saw this kind of gadget before.

“Alexa, play sad violin music,” Xiaojun commanded. Then the gadget responded by playing random melancholic violin music.

“… why did you bring this?” Shi Qiang asked.

“I bought it yesterday. I just want to feel more dramatic about my heartbreak… sigh,” Xiaojun rested his cheek on the table and tapped his finger, “After work, I will go and take a walk in the park near the office, do you want to come?”

“No, sir. The new episode of heaven’s official blessing will air tonight, I cannot miss it,” Shi Qiang refused the invitation. Besides, why would she spend her entire night listening to her boss crying about his love life when her love life was also tragic as heck.

***

Xiaojun was dead tired as he was currently finishing the last meeting of the day. It was already nine at night, and this meeting was about the project of a new housing complex in one area of the city.

“Sir, we’ve met one problem, but this one is a big problem,” the contractor said.

“What is it?”

“The area is under the control of the most powerful mafia in Beijing, sir,” the contractor looked anxious, “They said that this new housing complex is too near to their big boss’ house, and their boss doesn’t want to have new faces around his area, because he wants to keep his wild daughter safe when she is playing outside.”

“Hm? That is unreasonable,” Xiaojun frowned, “I’ve heard about this mafia boss, but I never see him, what is his name?”

“Long Shan, from Long family, sir.”

Xiaojun was really not in the mood for another trouble, but dealing with a mafia family was not a simple task. He would need to negotiate whether the problem can be solved with money or another deal first, “Alright then, when you meet his men again, just give mine or my secretary’s number. Tell them that I am waiting for him to come to my office, or we will just meet and discuss for dinner.”

The contracted was relieved that Mr. Feng would personally clear this problem himself. Because honestly, he didn’t dare to meet that Long Shan. He was fierce and feared across the city. He was not fazed with women, too, no matter how many women tried to seduce him.

***

Xiaojun was sitting alone in a public park near his office. It was already ten at night, he deliberately told his guards and driver not to follow him because he needed some time alone.

Xiaojun ate the ice cream silently while watching the stars. It would be romantic if there was a man beside him. Xiaojun remembered about Jinxing again. After he said that he had a girlfriend, Xiaojun reasoned that he suddenly had an urgent meeting.

Jinxing repeatedly asked him to stay because he needed to say something. But Xiaojun was too shocked and embarrassed because he had foolishly thought he would start a relationship with someone for the first time.

After that, Jinxing tried to call and texted him all night, but Jinxing just blocked the guy.

“Ah, that was very unprofessional. What will I do when we have another meeting later?” Xiaojun laughed at his own stupidity.

“I really wish someone is here to accompany me, though.”

…

“Help!”

A teenage girl with torn clothes suddenly charged at him. She was running away from four men who chased her. They were all burly and fierce-looking, strong enough to squash his guts.

The girl hid behind Xiaojun’s back and said, “Big brother, help me! They are trying to kill me.”

Xiaojun stared at four burly men charging at him. He gulped.

‘Oh Buddha, why do you always take my wish wrongly? I really don’t need four men to accompany my night.’