Jing Yuan was obviously ungodly in love. Ever since your foot stepped into the Seat of Divine Foresight and you became the general's personal assistant, whose duties included, for example, making his work schedule, he could no longer exist without thinking of you. On the Luofu... what's the big deal, no one in the entire Alliance knew what was going through the General's mind, and now it had become your personal headache.

The man would be lying if he said he didn't lust for you in any way, under any circumstances, that he didn't try to get you in every way possible. Previously lenient with all his subordinates, he was picking on you without realizing it, just to elicit your emotional response and to see you clench your lips, barely containing your irritation, not daring to furrow your brows at him. Every work-related altercation that Jing Yuan deliberately provoked would eventually turn into a flirtation that would make you blush. Those glances, remarks, fleeting touches..... He was operating from the shadows, not relying on his status and natural charm, wanting only one thing: you.

A heavy sigh escaped his lips. Oh, how unbearably burdensome it was to work in the silence of the Seat, where everyone was absorbed in their own work. He had to completely immerse himself in the endless papers that filled his desk, papers that seemed meaningless while you were somewhere in sight. Jing Yuan's gaze darted away from the sheet of paper to look at you, who, unlike him, was focused and immersed in her work. Another heavy sigh.

"Come to me," Jing Yuan said, and his voice snapped you out of your trance, causing you to look up at him. With a slight gesture, he commanded you to come closer and held out the document to you. In response to your mute bewilderment, the general chuckled softly and leaned back against the back of the wooden couch, covering his eyelids. "Read it aloud to me. My eyes are getting tired."