An invisible office worker got drunk at the annual company party and knocked on the CEO's door.
"Mr. Huo, they say any woman who gets to sleep with you must've saved the galaxy in her past life?"
"Care to test that theory?"
"Mmm." Tipsy from the alcohol, Shi Ye giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck.
After a night of reckless passion, she consoled herself upon sobering up—even if she got fired, at least her first man had been a rare beauty like Huo Mingchuan.
But then the man buttoning his shirt by the bed said,
"Let's get married. I'll take responsibility."
Shi Ye was stunned. Since when were CEOs this old-fashioned? One night and he was already asking for commitment?
