"Mmm..."
At midnight, the night was as cold as water.
A cold and slick sensation traveled from her toes to her ankles, then to her knees, and thighs. A hefty serpentine coiled into her arms, its icy and muscular tail wrapped and tightened around her slender legs. Its rough scales grazed her fair, delicate skin...
This was Meng Jiaoyang's countless time experiencing such a scene in her dreams.
With her long eyelashes trembled slightly, she had no choice but to tolerate. She sat up abruptly from her dormitory bed, grabbed the big snake, clutched it as if gripping a pillow, and then fell asleep in a daze again.
She has an interview tomorrow and must wake up early.
"Ring——"
Early the next day, the alarm clock rang, and Meng Jiaoyang turned it off quickly.
Her three roommates were still in deep sleep. She climbed out of bed quietly, washed up briefly, and put on a small black skirt that didn't reveal the brand.
Being a junior in college, everyone has begun internships, but her roommates are all rich and beautiful, either with they own mines
immensely rich families
or billions of wealth waiting to be inherited. But she is the working pioneer in the dorm.
She put the documents and resume in her bag. Before going out, she tidied herself in front of the dormitory's dressing mirror.
The girl in the mirror had exquisite, delicate features. Her small face was clean and fair. A pair of amber cat eyes, with eyelashes as dark as crow feathers, dense and curled.
She wore black dress that fitted on her slim waist snugly, and black-curl hair that reached her waist; as thick as seaweed, neatly tied into a ponytail. She was donned in a pair of white sneakers.
At nine in the morning, she arrived at the busiest CBD of the Magic City and squeezed into the elevator with a bustling crowd of young employees.
This was her first time visiting Senlan.
Senlan, the largest transnational trade group in the Magic City.
Its CEO is named Aaron, a top tier in China's CEO circle. Two years ago, he suddenly became popular due to a video, with his noble prince-like aura, and a substantial family wealth that rivals small nations, he became the man most Chinese girls wanted to marry.
Of course, she didn't come to Senlan to marry him, but rather for—
"Meng Jiaoyang."
Upon hearing the HR lady calling her name aloud, Meng Jiaoyang walked into Aaron's office.
The sun filled the unblemished office, which appeared transparent and bright due to being on the top floor surrounded by glass.
The entire office was simply furnished, a black genuine leather sofa, a CEO's desk, and beside it, the only other thing was a white bookshelf.
After the HR lady placed her resume on the table, she left. Meng Jiaoyang looked up and saw the man before her.
He was dressed in a simple white shirt, buttoned just below the Adam's apple. The whole man was bathed in sunlight, his skin was pale, his messy hair was black and shiny, his well-defined hand was flipping through her resume. When he bowed his head, his eyes seemed narrow.
A pair of peach blossom eyes with its tail slightly upturned, looked somewhat arrogant. Yet his current stern demeanor made him appear like a far-off flower on a high cliff, giving off an unapproachable vibe.
Ordinary people would never meet Aaron in a job interview, but she was interviewing for the position of CEO's assistant.
In person, he was even more good-looking than on video.
As if sensing something, the man's tall nose twitched slightly as he took a careful sniff in the air.
Fragrant, very fragrant, he hadn't smelled this pure lotus blood fragrance in a long time.
He lifted his gaze, looking straight at the girl before him, his pair of piercingly sharp eyes shockingly a deep, lustrous gold.
An oppressive gaze, filled with probing curiosity caused Meng Jiaoyang to start slightly, her cat-like eyes quickly regaining their calm as they boldly met his gaze.
"Simple, Introduce yourself."
His slightly cold voice resounded, still unswervingly focused on her.
The girl subtly tilted up her chin, a sweet and clear voice slowly sounded: "My name is Meng Jiaoyang, I study at a foreign language university in Módu, and this year, I am in my junior year…"
The man’s gaze rests on another piece of information printed by the HR department, revealing something not on her resume -
Three years ago, she was the top humanities scorer in the Imperial City’s college entrance examination.
His slender fingers gently tapped on the table. The corner of his lips curled up with a hint of intrigue as if contemplating:
"How old are you this year?"
"19."
The age checks out.
The man sized her up again. The corner of his lips curled up subtly in a faint smile.
That chubby baby face and those wide, not-so-bright eyes were gradually merging with the memory of the sticky sweet bun face.
He closed her resume without giving it another glance.
"To be my assistant, not only will you have to handle paperwork and travel with me, but you will also have to take care of my pet." The man's voice wasn’t as cold as before, the pitch being as bewitching and deep as a bass cello.
"A pet?"
Only then did Meng Jiaoyang notice a transparent vessel placed on the man’s desk containing a thumb-thick golden python.
"Am I supposed to clean up after it? Or...?" the girl quizzically looked at the snake.
The man's lips could not help but twitch, slowly he said, "Clean up after it, feed it, and every half a month, wipe its body with warm water."
"Okay."
A flicker of surprise passed through the man's eyes.
"Aren't you afraid?"
"Not at all."
Under the sunlight, the scales of the snake gleamed golden. The girl leaned slightly forward, her finger touching it lightly through the glass, her amber cat-like eyes clear and bright.
The girls who came for interviews before were terrified and paled upon seeing the snake. Despite its size, the little reptile was quite fierce, always puffing at strangers through the glass, showing its sharp fangs.
But today, it's rather odd, it was docile when it saw her, not only did it not open its mouth, it even gently rubbed its head against her finger through the glass as if seeking her approval.
"Why?"
The man had somehow moved next to her, his voice was warm and mellow.
At the sound of his voice in her ear, Meng Jiaoyang's ears slightly turned red.
"The snake is very cute."
She wasn't afraid of snakes.
Because when she got lost during a childhood trip, a snake saved her, leading her to gather wild fruits and drink from a stream.
Now in retrospect, that was probably not a snake, but a forest python.
The man stared at the delicate, fair neck of the girl, his eyes darkening slightly.
Not until the girl's clear voice echoed, "May I ask, are there any other requirements to be your assistant?"
He came back to reality, looked at her, and lightly replied, "Go home, wait for the notification..."
"Oh."
Meng Jiaoyang, regretfully wondering why she hadn't followed the online template and directly asked him when she could start working.
She picked up her bag, watching the man turn back to his desk, suddenly uncertain about her chances of staying.
As she was about to leave, she gathered up her courage and asked, "Could I have one of your business cards, please?"
The man bowed his head, engrossed in his work, not looking at her again.
"There are some on the desk, help yourself."
Meng Jiaoyang took one and walked out.
Unknown to her, as soon as she left, the man looked up. His golden irises sparkling, his finely cold face slowly pulling into a smile at the corners of his beautiful lips.
What could be more exciting than one's wife showing up at one’s doorstep?
There aren't many people in the world who have this kind of blood aura, so the person in front of me must be her.
That little one...
Thirteen years ago, when he was still a giant python in the jungle, he went out one day to find food, but he smelled a tempting sweet scent of blood.
Following the aroma, he found to his surprise a cute little girl, no bigger than the palm of his hand.
She was not even enough to fill the gaps between his teeth.
Just as he was about to open his gaping mouth towards her, the little girl saw him, her big eyes filled with tears.
Seeing a big snake with a thickness of a bowl slithering towards her, she was not scared but instead asked with a pitiful countenance:
"Big snake, do you have any food? Sob... I am so hungry..."
Snake: ???
The big snake looked at the adorable little girl in front of him with her plump, baozi-like face. Her watery, catlike eyes were filled with inexplicable pitifulness, she must have been hungry for a long time.
He inexplicably felt sympathy for her.
The big snake used his hard, python head to rub her fragrant, soft, baozi face, and said to her: "I can provide food for you, but in return, you must become my wife when you grow up."
Her blood aroma was highly beneficial to his cultivation. Even if he doesn't eat her, keeping her by his side would be just as beneficial.
Seeing a giant snake speaking did not surprise the little girl. Blinking her eyes that were as dark as agates, she asked the giant snake, "What does 'becoming your wife' mean?"
The big snake leaned into her ear and whispered, "When you grow up, I will marry you, and you will bear little snake babies for me."
Afterwards, the snake let her follow at its side. It led her to drink water and find food, sometimes even bringing her some food.
Ten days later, a helicopter appeared in the forest.
The little girl ran out of the cave, then ran back in. Her eyes, looking at the big snake, were glowing red.
"Big snake, thank you for saving me. My family has found me, I have to leave."
The girl cradled the serpent's huge head and planted a kiss on it before running out of the cave.
Unbeknownst to her, after she had left, a faint blush appeared on the black snake's face as it slowly transformed into a man.
He was a gigantic python that had cultivated for thousands of years and had not been able to transform into a human since his last injury.
It was this kiss that stimulated him, transforming him back into a man...
Later, he left the jungle, entered human society to earn a living. Utilizing his past experience as a human, he built a business empire from scratch.
Just as Meng Jiaoyang walked out of the Senlan Building, his phone in the bag started to ring.
It was a series of familiar numbers.
Upon picking up, it was the same familiar voice:
"Miss, please come back soon! The young master really misses you!"
The girl's voice didn't have any emotional ripples: "It's been three years, has he realized his mistake?"
