As a result, the following strange scene occurred...

The drowsy girl leaned into the man's embrace, nodding her head sleepily as she held onto his shirt.

The man calmly flipped open the documents handed his way, casually looked through them, and handed them back.

Everyone watched as he protected the girl like a guardian, wrapping her in his arms dotingly. A million thoughts ran through their minds, but on the outside, they did not dare to even breathe.

Afraid to wake up the girl, the boss did not give them any chances and sent them straight out.

Song Yaoyao breathed in the man's pleasant scent; it was cold and crispy like snow. He made her feel completely safe. She closed her eyes and subconsciously fell asleep in his arms.

The weather was cold and a layer of fog covered the floor-to-ceiling windows. Slowly, waterdrops dripped off it.

The man bent his hip slightly and grabbed her foot to test her temperature.

After he confirmed that she wasn't cold, he relaxed.

As Song Yaoyao slept, she felt something ticklish on her foot and moved uncomfortably. She awkwardly flipped over and buried her head into the man's neck, breathing in the familiar scent and sleeping soundly.

All the subordinates didn't know how to react except with fear.

Was the boss really not taking care of a daughter?

But even someone that doted on their daughter would, at most, just check if they were cold.

"Gege..." Song Yaoyao yawned, shrunk back her foot, and mumbled, "Cold..."

It didn't take long before a long, thick business trenchcoat covered her, wrapping her tightly from head to toe.

The man patted her on the back. "Be good."

His voice was low and filled with gentleness.

"Boss..." one of the subordinates said in fear, checking to see if he had any other instructions.

The man scrunched up his brows and hostility appeared in his eyes. His cold voice resounded across the room.

"Get out."

It was like they were hit by a sudden frost and did not feel any warmth at all.

Everyone scattered. By the time they left the office, their legs were ridiculously weak.

They looked at each other, shook their heads, and chuckled bitterly.

When they thought about the girl who was sleeping peacefully in the boss' arms while he was losing his temper, they couldn't help but feel some respect.

After work, Huo Yunque looked down and glanced at his watch.

7pm.

He patted Song Yaoyao on her cheek. "Song Yaoyao, wake up."

"Mm..."

Song Yaoyao forced open a slit in her eyes, frowned, and whined as she hung to Huo Yunque like a sloth.

"Gege, carry me home."

"Walk on your own."

Huo Yunque stood up, led her to the resting room, and placed her on the bed.

Looking down at her, his throat moved as he spoke, "Song Yaoyao, put your shoes and socks on."

Song Yaoyao pouted and sniffed. Her head felt heavy and dizzy.

When she was unwell, she was particularly clingy and delicate.

"No~ Huhu~"

She rubbed her head against the pillow and shook her bottom. As she lay like this on the bed, she unconsciously fell asleep again.

Huo Yunque raised an eyebrow. "Song Yaoyao, if you don't get up, you can sleep here by yourself tonight."

Zzzz—

The girl began to snore.

"Song Yaoyao?"

Huo Yunque held his forehead and squeezed between his eyebrows. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

After standing there for a few seconds, he finally gave up, walked over to flip her over, and covered her with the blanket that was sitting on top of the bedside table.