Chapter 2
It was a flash marriage with zero emotional foundation, but we chatted almost every day.
He would routinely ask: What time do you get off? Want a ride? What do you feel like eating tonight... things like that.
Which meant—
If I set his photo as my profile picture for a day, he would definitely notice.
He might even overthink it.
Suspect I was hinting at something.
I really didn't want to add unnecessary romantic tension to our straightforward arrangement, so I hesitated.
Jiang Xue frowned, sounding impatient. "If you're going to be such a spoilsport, you shouldn't have agreed to the bet in the first place."
"That's not fair—we just said it was a game!"
"Yeah, involving the big boss makes anyone cautious!"
"But there's no need to be cautious. President He doesn't even know who Sang Wan is."
"What if it somehow reaches him?"
The debate heated up around me.
I took the chance to pull out my phone and message He Yuheng: [What are you doing?]
He replied instantly: [About to start a meeting. What's up?]
My heart jolted. I quickly typed: [How long is the meeting?]
He: [About an hour and a half. Why?]
I sent back "Nothing" and immediately had an idea.
I looked at Jiang Xue. "Fine, but only for one hour."
If I changed it while he was in the meeting, I could avoid every possible issue.
Worried she would refuse, I added, "If you don't agree, then fine—call me a spoilsport. I won't join these games anymore. Sorry, everyone."
"Come on, no need to make it so serious."
"One hour still counts as punishment. Don't ruin the team vibe over something small."
Under everyone's persuasion, Jiang Xue finally gave in reluctantly.
"Fine. One hour then."
I waited deliberately.
Only after his meeting started did I screenshot his official company ID photo from the website and set it as my profile picture.
The moment it updated, my icon became his face.
Honestly, it felt so weird.
Even though he was extremely handsome, using his photo as my avatar just felt wrong.
It made my stomach drop.
I didn't dare look again.
I muttered "Done" under my breath, put my phone away, and tried to bury myself in work.
But the more you dread something, the more it happens.
During that hour, the number of private messages I got exploded.
[Holy crap!!! What is going on with you??]
[Grandma, you almost gave me a heart attack! If I hadn't seen the remark, I would've thought my WeChat was haunted!]
[Are you insane? You dare use President He's photo?!]
[Heaven and earth spirits, demons and ghosts show yourselves!]
[Sorry, I didn't know you and President He... Pretend I never confessed two days ago, okay? Please don't report me to him.]
These were all colleagues from other departments who had no clue.
I explained to each one with a bitter expression.
More and more people messaged me. Some even forwarded screenshots from their department group chats.
My name next to his photo—someone exclaimed: [I thought Lü Bu was already invincible. Turns out this person's subordinate is even braver! Whose general is this!]
A colleague commented: [You're famous now.]
I was close to tears.
The moment the countdown alarm rang, I felt saved.
I hurriedly went to change it back.
Then the colleague next to me suddenly gasped. "Holy—!"
I looked at her.
She stared back at me in even greater horror, lips trembling before she finally managed,
"Sang Wan... President He's profile picture changed to your photo."
!!!
It took me several seconds to process what she said.
I instinctively reached for my phone to check He Yuheng's profile picture, but the second I unlocked the screen, I froze.
No!
That would expose the fact that I even had He Yuheng's contact.
I forced myself to stay calm and put on a shocked expression. "How is that possible!"