Chapter 38: It’s Enough That I’m Interested in You!

After Entering the Novel, I Became the Obsessive Boss's Little Sweetheart Jiang Xiyou 1366 words 2026-02-09 16:58:53

“I won’t drink it.”
“Then you’ll get thirsty.”
“I’m not thirsty.”
Ruan Cha was silent.
She set the teacup on the table and sat down across from Gu Zhenzhi, saying nothing more, feeling a little deflated.
Her head drooped.
Her sulky expression finally caught Gu Zhenzhi’s attention.
He let out a low chuckle, crossed his long legs, and closed the laptop in front of him with slender, well-defined fingers. After doing so, he folded his arms across his chest and, with eyes as deep and dark as ink, regarded Ruan Cha with a half-smile, half-mocking gaze.
“If I’m not mistaken, are you trying to flirt with me?”
Ruan Cha said nothing, quietly looking at him.
“Little girl, your flirting skills are terrible.”
Gu Zhenzhi stood up, his long legs straight as if reaching the skies, and walked toward Ruan Cha.
As he drew nearer, Ruan Cha’s eyes grew rounder and rounder.
Gu Zhenzhi raised a hand—those beautiful, heart-stirring fingers—and unfastened the second button at his collar.
Ruan Cha watched his actions, her eyes and brows twitching uncontrollably. She swallowed and realized that, at this moment, Gu Zhenzhi looked both dangerous and irresistibly alluring.
Her bright, clear eyes blinked. “Gu…”

She’d barely spoken a single syllable when a twinge shot through her chin.
Gu Zhenzhi had already leaned down, bracing one arm on the armrest beside her.
With one hand, he grasped her soft chin, forcing her to lift her face and meet his gaze.
His eyes were like black ink, deep and unfathomable, with a mysterious glint smoldering in their depths.
“Why are you flirting with me?”
His voice was low and husky, slow and lazy, as if it could steal one’s soul. Only then did Ruan Cha notice, through his loosened collar, the sculpted muscles of his chest and the taut lines of his abdomen.
She took a deep breath, her lips parting unconsciously, caught in his spell. “You look good.”
Seeing the look in her eyes, Gu Zhenzhi’s fingers lifted her chin a little higher, forcing her to look straight into his captivating gaze.
Ruan Cha fell into those deep, black eyes as if bewitched, losing herself in the whirlpool he had crafted there.
“Superficial.” Gu Zhenzhi, with his noble bearing, seemed surrounded by a halo of light. In Ruan Cha’s world, all she could see were his lazy, seductive eyes, and all she could hear was that mesmerizing voice, fluttering gently in her ears.
Ruan Cha was utterly immobilized, as if under a spell, her heart pounding wildly.
A few seconds later, her earlobes flushed crimson. She lowered her gaze and let out a small breath, her cheeks burning hot.
Just now, Gu Zhenzhi had seemed possessed by a demon of temptation.
His eyes were like invisible nets, wrapping her up completely.
“This is how you flirt. Your methods are far too clumsy. If I were swayed by something as crude as that, it would mean I had no sense at all.” Gu Zhenzhi straightened up, withdrawing that dangerously alluring presence, his posture upright and composed, his face once again carrying its usual cold and noble indifference.
Ruan Cha snapped back to her senses in an instant.

She finally understood Gu Zhenzhi’s meaning—he actually thought her methods were childish?
Ruan Cha suddenly felt utterly mocked.
“Stop while you’re ahead. You’re too young, and there’s absolutely no way I’d ever be interested in you, so there’s no need to keep making futile efforts.”
“Oh? Is that so?” Ruan Cha’s expression didn’t change.
If only you could keep up your disinterest forever.
Thinking of the plot that would follow, where Gu Zhenzhi would eat his words in spectacular fashion, Ruan Cha couldn’t help but look forward to it.
She leaned in closer to him, her pink lips tinged with red, the soft curve of her mouth pressed together, her luminous eyes fixed on Gu Zhenzhi’s elegant, aloof face. “It’s enough that I’m interested in you!”
After speaking, she brazenly reached out and, with her fingertip, lightly traced Gu Zhenzhi’s cool, thin lips.
The girl’s soft fingers glided across his mouth, carrying with them the faintest trace of her breath.
Gu Zhenzhi’s back stiffened.
His expression froze.
In that split second, unable to control himself, Gu Zhenzhi seized the girl’s arms, holding her captive with astonishing strength.