Boss's Sweet Secretary novel Chapter 55

Hans's fingers were slightly red, probably crushed by the book. He was holding a blue hardcover poetry collection, it was "Stray Birds" by Tagore.

Jennifer finally understood that this book saved the back of her head.

"Instead of reading sex analysis, which is much more practical than theoretical, women should study poetry for their own self-cultivation."

He slammed the book on her chest, she couldn't help but cough and held the book with one hand. She sniffled and secretly made a face behind Hans's back.

When Hans turned around, he heard the cough and was slightly stunned. He saw her baring her teeth and making faces behind his back. With a slight surprise in his eyes, he went straight to the table and sat down with that bowl of soup.

Jennifer held the two books in her hand. She turned around and looked at the bookshelf for a long time. She couldn't remember where she got the sex analysis book from and scratched her head. "Uhmm, where does this book go?"

"You can take it back for research as well," Hans said casually from the couch.

The corners of Jennifer's mouth twitched. "There's no need. I won't understand it anyway."

"It's okay. If you don't understand anything, you can come to me. I'll teach you."

"Ahem..."

Jennifer felt as if something was stuck in her throat, and she choked for a moment.

"I mean, I will teach you French."

Hans turned around and glanced at her.

She was so embarrassed by his glance that her face was burning, and she dared not to refute any more. She held the books and ran away.

Hans saw the way she ran away all flustered, a trace of warmth appeared in his eyes.

His slender fingers clung to the edge of the bowl of mushroom soup which had gotten cold. He tasted it and it was good, and it tasted better after it had cooled down.

Jennifer ran back to her room on the first floor with two books in her arms. She ignored Nancy's inquiring eyes and closed the door directly. She was panting heavily behind the door, her face was flushed and she was out of breath.

The two books in her hand felt hot to the touch. She looked down and she immediately closed her eyes guiltily and threw the books on the sofa in her room.

"Why borrow books for no reason?

"Also, what did Hans usually read? No wonder... no wonder in  bed..." Jennifer thought.

The mental image made her blush again. She stomped her feet and hurried into the bathroom.

The next morning, Jennifer got up early as usual and was ready to catch the bus before Hans got up. As soon as she changed clothes and opened her bedroom door, she saw Hans eating at the table.

Nancy was busy putting toasts on the table. Seeing Jennifer come out, she smiled and said, "Miss Jennifer, you are up. The breakfast is ready, and it's still early. Have some breakfast before you leave."

"Yeah... it's pretty early..."

Jennifer walked toward the table in astonishment.

Since she got up early, she had no reason not to have breakfast at home. However, Hans usually only go to work at ten o'clock, why was he already up at seven o'clock today? He was already dressed for work too.

She hesitantly sat down at the table and took a bite of the bread Nancy served. "Um, what... what's up with you today? Why are you up so early?"

Hearing this, Hans looked up at her and said, "The company will choose the year-end vacation location for the artists these two days, plus the yearly summary for each artist at the end of the year... Do I need to say more?"