Treasure Hunt: Tycoon's Priceless Runaway Wife
Chapter 23: Entering the Hall and Gaining Mastery

Chapter 23: Chapter 23: Entering the Hall and Gaining Mastery

"I’m not free tomorrow!" Le Tong refused bluntly.

She’s not stupid, and naturally won’t be unconditionally threatened and used by Ji Rui.

She can accept working overtime at the company, and helping him buy things after work, but going to his house to cook food for him is beyond her acceptance.

"You’d rather work overtime tomorrow?"

But where there’s a will, there’s a way. This demon Ji Rui clearly knows Le Tong’s weak point. With just one indifferent sentence, he almost made Le Tong jump up.

If she could just cook the fish balls and chicken wings for him, she wouldn’t have to work overtime tomorrow? This exchange seems quite a bargain!

Of course, if she had a choice, Le Tong would rather sleep at home until she wakes up naturally and then spend the day fooling around with Miss Luo. But the problem is, the only choices Mr. Demon Ji gives her are A, work overtime, or B, help him cook food.

"Count as overtime?"

Le Tong blinked, tilted her head, and uncertainly stared at Ji Rui. She’s starting to realize that this man isn’t as rigid as he appears on the surface.

Ji Rui’s deep eyes barely revealed a hint of interest, "Hmm, count as overtime."

Le Tong still felt something wasn’t right, "You don’t have a housekeeper?"

"They have weekends off." Ji Rui answered quickly.

Le Tong secretly stomped her foot and pounded her chest in frustration. What kind of world is this? Even housekeepers have weekends off, while she’s a secretary getting squeezed for every drop by Mr. Demon Ji, having to do the housekeeper’s work besides working overtime.

Ji Rui stared at her, as if he could see through all her thoughts.

"You don’t have to come, just let Ji Baby eat raw!"

Le Tong’s forehead was covered in black lines. Is this man really Ji Baby’s biological father?!

In the end, while the biological father could stomach his own son eating raw food, she, a small secretary, couldn’t harden her heart. With an angry and resentful tone, she stretched out her hand toward Ji Rui, "Give me the address!"

Ji Rui’s plan succeeded, and he quietly sent her the address, saying no more as he closed his eyes and rested against the back of his chair.

Early the next morning, Le Tong got up at dawn, washed up, dressed in a thin sweater and jeans, and wrapped a light scarf around herself before heading out the door.

Ji Rui’s house wasn’t too far from Le Tong’s place, and with little traffic in the morning, Le Tong was already standing at Ji Rui’s doorstep twenty minutes later. Having been Ji Rui’s secretary for half a year, this was her first visit.

The doorbell had barely rung for a few seconds before Le Tong heard the sound of the door opening.

"Good morning, President Ji!"

Le Tong smiled at Ji Rui inside from across the door, and Ji Rui nodded expressionlessly, "Morning."

As the door opened, the gossipy side of Le Tong at last got her wish and saw the at-home President Ji.

However, whether Ji Rui deliberately dressed like this or this is his usual home attire is unknown, but he looked just like he does at work, wearing a white shirt and black trousers, just without a tie or jacket.

Ji Rui ignored Le Tong’s gaze scanning him from head to toe, led her into the house, pointed at the slippers on the floor to indicate that she should change into them, and then directly led her into the kitchen.

Le Tong immediately saw a coffee machine on the counter identical to the one at the company and a jar of coffee beans, but before she could say anything, Ji Rui pointed at the coffee machine and spoke to her.

"Brew a pot of coffee first."

Boss Ji certainly is a shrewd boss. Since he had already paid for overtime, there naturally shouldn’t be a lack of that delicious pot of work-starting coffee.

Le Tong was speechless, took off her scarf and bag, and walked out to place them on the sofa in the living room.

To her surprise, Ji Rui’s home’s decor was quite ordinary, not the lavish opulence one would imagine in a rich person’s house, but rather a bright and simple style. The living room was quite large, dominated by black and white, which matched Ji Rui’s personality very well.

"Is Ji Baby still sleeping?"

Le Tong was not deliberately probing, but was a bit curious. With Ji Rui as a cold-faced, stoic father, she wondered what Ji Baby looked like, and if he was as stiff and dull as his father?

Sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, Ji Rui looked up and gave her a deep glance, "He doesn’t live here."

Le Tong lightly replied with an "Oh," showing none of the disappointment or other superfluous expressions Ji Rui imagined. Casually dressed, she didn’t say another word and, with a lithe turn, headed straight to the kitchen.

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