After Being Forced to Kiss My Superior (GL) - Chapter 21

Li Wanqiu hadn’t expected Ji Jinyan to fall asleep in her room.

It was already late. Outside the hotel, there was little activity—just the occasional sound of children playing. Everything else was quiet, with the night stretching on endlessly.

Li Wanqiu reached out and turned off the television. She stood silently in front of Ji Jinyan for a moment.

—Should she wake her?

Business trips were always exhausting, and Ji Jinyan hadn’t had any rest all day. Back when she used to travel with Yan Weiwei, it was the same—after a long day of rushing around, they would often end up too tired to even return to their rooms.

Sometimes, when Weiwei was too exhausted to move, she’d just stay over in Li Wanqiu’s room. One would take the bed, the other the sofa—it always felt natural and easy.

But with Ji Jinyan, it felt different.

There was… a certain awkwardness.

Li Wanqiu let out a soft sigh. Having napped earlier, she wasn’t particularly tired now. She glanced at the sleeping Ji Jinyan, unwilling to disturb her, and decided to quietly sit nearby and wait for her to wake up.

Before sitting down, she carefully found a jacket and gently draped it over Ji Jinyan.

Just as she took her seat, her phone suddenly rang, startling her. She instinctively silenced the call and glanced over at Ji Jinyan. Seeing that she hadn’t woken, she let out a breath of relief.

She switched over to WeChat and opened Song Yu’s chat.

“I couldn’t answer your call just now. If it’s something important, feel free to message me here.”

“It’s nothing urgent, just wanted to ask a favor,” Song Yu replied quickly. “I heard from Weiwei that you’re on a business trip in City B. There’s a specialty store over there that’s pretty popular online—Aqing’s been wanting to try their snacks for a while now.”

Aqing was Song Yu’s girlfriend. They’d been together for over three years, and their relationship was strong.

Li Wanqiu saw right through him and smiled as she replied:

“Do you want me to bring some back?”

“That would be amazing!” Song Yu responded with a thumbs-up emoji.

“But that store sells a lot of different things. I’ll have to ask Aqing which ones she wants—you’ll have to wait until morning. She’s asleep right now.”

Asleep.

Li Wanqiu instinctively looked up at Ji Jinyan.

“No problem,” she replied. “Just let me know when she decides.”

“Will do. Good night in advance.”

“Good night,” Li Wanqiu typed, then turned off her phone.

She suddenly didn’t know what to do. Her mind began to drift as her eyes roamed around the room. Eventually, her gaze returned to Ji Jinyan.

Then, she noticed—Ji Jinyan seemed to be murmuring something in her sleep.

Was she talking in her dreams?

Li Wanqiu blinked and leaned in curiously, wanting to hear what Ji Jinyan was dreaming about. But as she got closer, she couldn’t make out the words. Instead, she saw Ji Jinyan’s brows furrow.

Ji Jinyan had always seemed calm and composed, rarely showing emotion. Li Wanqiu used to think she couldn’t read her at all—but this time was different.

She saw the furrowed brows, the tightly pressed lips, the faint flutter of her eyelashes—clear signs of a nightmare. Ji Jinyan looked visibly distressed, her entire demeanor uncomfortable.

Li Wanqiu was stunned for a moment, then quickly decided to wake her. She reached out, gently tugging on Ji Jinyan’s sleeve.

“Ji Jinyan? Ji Jinyan?”

It worked. After a moment, Ji Jinyan slowly stirred.

“Li Wanqiu…” she murmured after a few silent seconds, her brows finally relaxing as her gaze focused on Li Wanqiu’s face. “Did I fall asleep?”

“You did,” Li Wanqiu replied softly. “For a little while.”

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Chapter 21: A Hug

Li Wanqiu hadn’t expected Ji Jinyan to fall asleep in her room.

It was already late. Outside the hotel, everything was quiet, with only the occasional sound of children playing in the distance. The stillness of the night wrapped around her like a soft blanket.

Li Wanqiu reached out to turn off the television, then stood silently in front of Ji Jinyan for a moment.

—Should I wake her?

Business trips were always exhausting, and Ji Jinyan hadn’t rested at all today. Li Wanqiu had experienced this before—back when she used to travel with Yan Weiwei, they often ended up completely drained after a day of rushing around.

Sometimes Weiwei would be too tired to head back to her own room and would just stay over. One of them would take the bed, the other the sofa. It always felt easy, natural.

But it felt different with Ji Jinyan.

There was something… a little awkward about it.

Li Wanqiu let out a soft sigh. Since she had already napped earlier, she wasn’t very tired. She looked at the sleeping Ji Jinyan, not wanting to disturb her, and decided to quietly sit nearby and wait for her to wake up on her own.

Before she sat down, she found a jacket and gently laid it over Ji Jinyan’s shoulders.

Just as she took a seat, her phone suddenly rang, making her jump. She quickly hung up and glanced nervously at Ji Jinyan. Seeing that she hadn’t woken up, she breathed a quiet sigh of relief.

She switched to WeChat and opened a message to Song Yu.

“Sorry, I couldn’t answer just now. If it’s something important, message me here.”

“No worries,” Song Yu replied quickly. “I just wanted to ask a small favor. Weiwei told me you’re in City B for work. I remember there’s a popular specialty shop there. Aqing’s been wanting to try their snacks for ages.”

Aqing was Song Yu’s girlfriend. They’d been together for over three years and were very much in love.

Li Wanqiu could tell what he was getting at and smiled as she typed her reply:

“Want me to bring some back for her?”

“That would be amazing,” Song Yu replied with a thumbs-up emoji.

“That store has a lot of different snacks, though. I’ll need to check which ones she wants. I’ll let you know in the morning—she’s asleep right now.”

Asleep.

Li Wanqiu looked up at Ji Jinyan almost without thinking.

“No problem,” she replied. “Just let me know when you find out.”

“Will do. Sleep well.”

“Good night,” she replied, then turned off her phone.

Now that she had nothing to do, her mind started to drift. Her gaze wandered around the room, eventually landing back on Ji Jinyan.

That’s when she noticed—Ji Jinyan seemed to be murmuring something in her sleep.

Was she dreaming?

Li Wanqiu blinked and leaned in a little, curious about what she was saying. But the closer she got, the less she could understand. Instead, she noticed Ji Jinyan’s eyebrows slowly pulling together into a frown.

Ji Jinyan had always struck her as calm and composed, someone who kept her emotions carefully guarded. Li Wanqiu often felt like she couldn’t really read her.

But not now.

Now, she saw it clearly—the furrowed brows, the tense expression, the faint flutter of her lashes. Ji Jinyan looked like she was having a nightmare. Her whole body seemed unsettled and uneasy.

Li Wanqiu hesitated for a moment, then gently reached out and tugged at Ji Jinyan’s sleeve.

“Ji Jinyan? Ji Jinyan?” she called softly.

It worked. After a few seconds, Ji Jinyan slowly opened her eyes.

“Li Wanqiu…” she murmured. Her expression softened, and the tension in her face began to fade. She looked at Li Wanqiu and asked quietly, “Did I fall asleep?”

“You did,” Li Wanqiu said gently. “For a little while.”

“What time is it?” Ji Jinyan asked softly. Her voice still carried the weight of her nightmare—quiet, a little hoarse, like she hadn’t fully come back to herself yet.

Li Wanqiu picked up her phone and checked. “It’s eleven.”

Ji Jinyan rubbed her temples. “Why didn’t you wake me?”

Li Wanqiu hesitated, her tone gentle and careful. “You were sleeping so soundly… I didn’t want to disturb you.”

For a brief moment, Ji Jinyan froze. Then, as if something had occurred to her, she lifted the corners of her lips into a faint smile. “That’s really sweet of you.”

Li Wanqiu didn’t expect the compliment. It made her feel oddly flustered.

She quickly replied, “It’s nothing,” and then, remembering how troubled Ji Jinyan had looked earlier, she asked without thinking, “Did you have a bad dream?”

“Probably,” Ji Jinyan said, nodding. After a short pause, she smiled again. “I can’t really remember.”

Her words sounded light, like she wasn’t bothered—but her expression said otherwise.

Li Wanqiu didn’t press. She stayed quiet and watched Ji Jinyan get up, pick up her phone and car keys, and prepare to leave.

“Thanks for having me. You should get some rest,” Ji Jinyan said as she headed for the door.

Li Wanqiu wasn’t sure what came over her, but she found herself standing up and following after her.

Maybe she was just being softhearted. Maybe she couldn’t bring herself to ignore what she’d seen. After a few seconds of hesitation, she finally said, “I’m not that tired, actually.”

“I bought some lollipops… and a few snacks,” she added, her voice growing smaller and more uncertain. “If you’re not too sleepy, you could stay a little longer.”

The little hedgehog had quietly tucked away her spikes and was trying to invite someone in.

Ji Jinyan looked down at her, and whatever lingering discomfort she’d felt inside simply faded away.

She couldn’t help smiling, following her lead with a teasing question:
“What if I stay… and fall asleep again?”

“Then just sleep,” Li Wanqiu said.

“But I’m not used to sleeping on the couch,” Ji Jinyan added. “Would you let me have the bed?”

Li Wanqiu gave her a look. “Now you’re pushing it.”

That little joke was a good sign. It meant Ji Jinyan was feeling better. Li Wanqiu let out a small sigh of relief, waving her hand as if to shoo her away. “Alright, enough. It’s late—go get some sleep.”

“We still have clients to visit tomorrow,” she reminded her, glancing down thoughtfully. “And we need to pick up some souvenirs. Then we still have to—”

Before she could finish, Ji Jinyan suddenly stepped forward and gently patted her back.

It was like the start of a hug—but she didn’t hold on. Just a light, friendly gesture, warm and brief. Not quite intimate, but more than polite.

Even so, Ji Jinyan’s scent slowly surrounded her, soft and persistent.

Then Ji Jinyan leaned in and left two quiet words by her ear:

“Thank you.”

She said it with a smile, relaxed and full of warmth.

Li Wanqiu didn’t respond right away. She turned her head slightly, not looking at her face, but somehow still able to picture her smiling.

“…Mm.” After a long pause, she finally replied.

“You’re welcome.”

The next morning, Li Wanqiu headed out with Ji Jinyan to visit their clients.

Bixia had many long-standing partners—people who had supported Ji Jinyan early on. She never forgot a favor. If she passed through their cities, she always took the time to drop in and say hello.

Before the trip, she’d arranged for wine to be delivered ahead of time. After returning last night, she even made a special trip to a nearby supermarket to pick out gifts—thoughtfully chosen according to each person’s preferences. There were all kinds—snacks, teas, wines, treats.

Li Wanqiu was honestly surprised. She hadn’t expected Ji Jinyan to remember so many people’s tastes.

“You’ve got an amazing memory,” she said, pulling boxes from the car’s trunk. She hadn’t slept well and had gotten up way too early, so her voice came out groggy and sluggish.

It almost sounded like she was pouting.

But this was work. She knew she shouldn’t let her mood slip through. Realizing it, she tried to adjust her tone. “I…”

Before she could finish, Ji Jinyan suddenly reached toward her.

Li Wanqiu blinked and took a few steps back without thinking. The action jolted her fully awake. “What are you doing?”

“There was a leaf,” Ji Jinyan said casually, brushing a small leaf off the top of her head. Then she smiled and added, “What did you think I was doing?”

“…Nothing.” Li Wanqiu looked away and grabbed the wine and gifts, walking ahead without another word.

Her expression stayed serious—but inside, she was completely flustered. Even her ears were starting to turn red.

There was no way she could answer Ji Jinyan’s question honestly.

She couldn’t possibly say—
Just now…
I thought you were going to hug me.