I Made the Overbearing CEO A Become an O [Female A, Male O] (ChatGPT Translated)

Chapter 20

Wen Qingmo closed the webpage and relaxed, his tiredness evident on his face. He closed his eyes, leaned back, and folded his hands on his abdomen, causing the office chair to sway slightly.

After resting his eyes for a while, Wen Qingmo opened them, pushed the chair back, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. The towering buildings stretched into the dark blue sky.

He looked expressionlessly for a while, then closed the curtains and walked away from the window.

He returned to his desk, removed the restraint patch from the back of his neck, and took out a new one from the drawer to apply.

Mating season.

Wen Qingmo tightened his fingers, crumpling the old restraint patch in his palm before casually throwing it into the trash can.

Here it comes again.

Fortunately, this time it's just a normal mating season and not too severe.

Just a temporary mark will do.

Wen Qingmo slowly took out his phone, found the conversation with Lu Xi. The last time they messaged was at the birthday banquet about a week ago.

It was dinner time, and Wen Qingmo originally planned to message Lu Xi after eating, but after hesitating for a while, he decided to send a message now.

"Ah, these days are so tiring."

"Let's go eat barbecue tonight?"

"I'm not going, I need to lose weight. The medical report from last week came out, and the doctor told me to eat less fatty food."

"If you're not going, I'll go! Take me with you, bro!"

Several employees who had just finished work chatted as they walked towards the elevator. The leader pressed the down button and turned back, saying, "Don't take advantage of your good health and do whatever you want, young people."

As they spoke, the elevator doors slowly opened, and everyone inside looked in and fell silent.

In the bright elevator, Wen Qingmo was looking down at his phone, tapping on the screen. Realizing the doors had opened, he lifted his head and made eye contact with the motionless employee outside.

"Are you coming in or not?"

After a while, Wen Qingmo frowned, took a step forward, pressed the open button, and looked at the group of people still standing foolishly outside.

"Come in, of course!"

"Of course!"

The employees hurriedly answered and walked into the elevator, exchanging glances with each other.

"Have you ever encountered General Wen when you were leaving work?"

"Isn't he a workaholic? Why did he leave work so early today?"

The elevator fell into silence for a moment. Finally, when it was almost on the first floor, an employee gathered the courage to ask, "General Wen, did you leave work early today?"

"Is it early?" Wen Qingmo replied with a cold tone, looking down.

"Yes, you usually work overtime at this time."

The message tone sounded, and Wen Qingmo put away his phone. He glanced at the person next to him unexpectedly and a faint smile appeared on his lips. "Sometimes you need to take a break."

The elevator stopped on the first floor, the doors opened, and the lobby appeared in front of them. Wen Qingmo walked out without looking back, leaving the others whispering behind.