[The phone is personal privacy and I don't like being touched.]

[What about people?]

[...? I don't understand what you mean.]

[Do people like being touched?]

Vulgar! Why is he so idle that he doesn't even listen to a meeting?

Diana slapped her phone on the table with a snap and decided to be out of sight, and then the whole place fell silent...

All of them looked at her again.

[The young lady is giving Mr. Alaric a face...]

"Look at what? Get out!"

The meeting ends halfway through?

This is unprecedented, but the higher-ups, looking at Diana's expression, guessed that Mr. Alaric was probably going to try to please the young lady...

It is said that Mr. Alaric never touches the madam. What is it that fills the air with a strong desire for pleasure?

But in this situation, it's better to run away quickly.

The sound of chairs rubbing against the ground, followed by footsteps, in half a minute, the large office was left with only two people.

"Alaric!" The thought of her phone being snatched away made her heart ache! Stand up and reach out to Alaric: "Give me back my phone!"

"Wait until the photos are restored." Alaric crossed her long legs and, at the moment she reached out, slightly lifted one foot and gave it a gentle hook.

Diana, caught off guard, tripped and threw herself into Alaric's arms.

Alaric reached out and, with her waist, pulled her steadily into his arms: "It turned out he wanted to throw herself into his arms."

Diana, as if she were sitting on a nail, immediately rose from his arms and was pressed down again by the man.

"What secrets are there in the phone? So nervous..."

"I'm not nervous!"

"Really?"

"I promise to reshoot. Return my phone to me quickly!"

"Why did you delete my photo? Huh?"

"I'm happy."

"So when I'm happy one day, I'll consider giving you my phone."

"What does it matter to me whether you are happy or not? Let me go!" Trying to force her to be obedient? His tricks are really all kinds of tricks, and she was about to burst her lungs as she watched him shamelessly throw up an evil smile.

Not only are they not ashamed of it, but they are even proud of it?

Just like to play her all over the place?

Diana was furious, lowered her head, and gave him a hard bite on the arm --

Let go, look up, and see the man raising his eyebrows, looking unsatisfied, pinching her chin, lowering his head and biting her cherry pink lips: "Do you want to bite the other parts too?"

"I don't have that perverted hobby of yours."

"And say no? Beating, biting, is the next step binding up and whipping?"

"I couldn't tell before that you have such thick skin!" No shame at all?

"I didn't see how thin your skin is either. Remember to secretly take pictures and upload them every day until you get them back, huh?"

David knocked on the door and came in: "Master, the restaurant is set up."

Alaric loosened his hand around his waist, and almost at the same time, Diana sprang out of his arms as if staying for one more second would catch some disease.

As Diana took a step forward, she tightened her wrist and turned back, and Alaric pulled her hand back: "Wait a moment."

The next second, he held her in his arms, his fingers through the ink-like hair, held the back of his head, and then pulled her into his arms.

"......" What's going on here?

Pretending to be affectionate and breaking up rumors of discord?

She soon smelled the scent of his laundry detergent and a faint musk from his body, and her mind went blank.

For a moment she forgot to push it away.

It was unknown how much time had passed before the man let go of his hand and looked down with satisfaction.

He was wearing a white shirt and a black suit jacket today, simple yet not lacking in ostentatious elegance.

Between the white collar and the black suit, a pale pink lip print stands out conspicuously.

She rarely wears lipstick, and today her lips are a bit dry, so she put on some colored lip balm...

“……”

"Declare your sovereignty. Not all women have a chance to leave a mark here. I'll give you that chance."

The implication is that it's her honor and she should be grateful and grovel?

Diana disdainfully said, "I don't want this opportunity at all. I'll be more grateful to you if you give me your phone back."

"You can do something that makes me happy and maybe I'll consider it."

"Dream!"

Sure enough, the lip print was quite noticeable, and the first time the couple had been married for more than three years at the company, the whole company was going to be abuzz.

Countless pairs of gossipy glances fixed on their faces, not sparing even the slightest expression on their faces.

[Does the CEO's wife not smile or what? Does she deserve to stand beside the CEO with a sullen face?]

[Of course with a sulky face, look what's on Mr. Alaric's clothes?]

[Oh my goodness, lip print! Which woman left this lip print?]

[No wonder the president's wife came to check on the post. Now the evidence is conclusive. Go and ask which fox spirit was in the president's office just now?]

【……】

Gossip Diana couldn't make out what they were talking about, but she guessed something from their gossiping expressions.

David knew that Alaric didn't like being surrounded by onlookers and instructed the assistant to arrange for him to clear the area.

Alaric stopped and whispered, "Let them see."

David immediately understood what the young master meant. The young master was probably going to show his grandfather to dispel the rumors of marital discord.

The man in front suddenly came to a halt, and Diana's mind wandered and she didn't have time to stop, slamming her back with a bang...

It's really hard!

Alaric frowned, staring at her red forehead: "The skin is so tender."

It turned red with a light bump.

The hand reached out to the forehead, rubbed it, and then let out a scream that drowned out one after another.

[The CEO's Head Slap!?]

[Let go of that forehead, let me...]

Diana turned her face away and screamed the next second, staring at Alaric in terror: "What are you doing? Put me down quickly!"

Alaric actually picked her up around the waist and raised his eyebrows coldly: "I'll assert my sovereignty for you."

"Are you..." Sick! What sovereignty does she need to assert! ?

"Don't mind the gossip. Tomorrow's report will be about Mr. Alaric's wife suspected of being pregnant and Mr. Alaric taking good care of her. If you don't like crowds, I'll send people to clear the place where you go."

"Whoever wants you to clear the place, let me down quickly..."

This man is so "sly" that he's trying to create a series of illusions in front of the media about the young lady of the House of Owen from preconception to pregnancy and then to giving birth?

A few days ago, I announced in front of the media that I was going to have a baby. If I go to the hospital this afternoon, the media will surely spread rumors and write the physical examination as a prenatal checkup...

"So you like to show off your love in public."

Who can't tell that being in public is equal to showing affection? She would rather declare divorce than show affection...

Several struggles, several times on the verge of falling out of his arms, and then being pulled back by him, who was tall and trained for years, could easily hold her in his arms.

She gritted her teeth and finally buried herself in his arms, covering her face and saying in a muffled voice, "If showing affection really dies quickly, I wish to be exposed to the sun every day."