In the heart of a bustling city, where towering buildings reflected ambition and determination, one quiet relationship stood out — the special bond between Lala and CEO Kien. On the surface, they seemed like an unlikely pair. CEO Kien was a sharp, focused, and reserved man known for leading his company with an iron will. Lala, on the other hand, was cheerful, nurturing, and always full of heart. But behind closed doors and away from the flashing cameras of corporate media, they shared a connection built on mutual respect, quiet gestures, and deep affection.
Their story didn’t begin in the most typical way. Lala had started working as an assistant in the communications department of Kien’s company. She wasn’t trying to impress anyone. She did her work with a smile and treated everyone kindly — from the janitor to the board directors. Kien noticed. While most of his employees tiptoed around him with nervous respect, Lala was simply herself. She would bring him tea without being asked, remind him to take breaks, and once even scolded him gently for skipping lunch.
That scolding was the start of it all.
Kien, who usually kept his emotions in check, had raised his eyebrows at her boldness. “Are you always this straightforward with your boss?” he had asked, half amused.
Lala blushed. “Only when my boss looks like he’s about to pass out from exhaustion,” she replied.
From then on, something shifted. Their relationship grew naturally — not out of flirtation or drama, but through genuine acts of care. Lala would leave small notes on his desk: “Remember to blink!” or “Don’t forget your umbrella — it might rain today!” At first, Kien would just chuckle. But over time, he started looking forward to those notes more than he cared to admit.
One morning, Kien showed up to the office with a sore throat. He didn’t say anything, but Lala noticed immediately. She left the office and came back 15 minutes later with a warm bottle of honey lemon tea and a small handwritten card that read, “The CEO has to lead — but also heal!” That gesture melted something inside him.
Kien, in turn, found his own quiet ways to care for Lala. When he found out she had to walk a long distance from the bus stop to the office, he had a company car assigned to pick her up daily — without telling her who arranged it. When she worked late nights during campaign season, he made sure food was sent up to her desk. Once, during a team retreat, he noticed Lala feeling overwhelmed. Without drawing attention, he invited her for a walk by the lakeside and just listened.
It wasn’t the things they said, but the things they did.
Affection, in their case, wasn’t loud or public. It was Lala fixing Kien’s tie before his morning meetings and Kien placing a coat on her chair before she noticed she was cold. It was sharing meals in the quiet corners of the company cafeteria, laughing softly over dumplings and rice. It was Kien asking her how her day was, not as a CEO to an assistant, but as someone who truly cared.
Their colleagues started noticing something different between them. It wasn’t romance in the dramatic sense. It was deeper — rooted in friendship, support, and a level of understanding that made others quietly admire their bond.
On Lala’s birthday, the entire office organized a small surprise party. Balloons, cake, and singing — the whole festive setup. But it was the gift from CEO Kien that made her tear up. Inside a carefully wrapped box was a personalized planner, the kind Lala loved, with hand-stitched initials and her favorite quote on the cover: “Kindness isn’t weakness — it’s strength.” On the inside cover was a handwritten message: “For the one who reminds me every day how to be better — thank you.”
She looked up to find Kien standing in the corner, giving her the softest, rarest smile she had ever seen on his face.
As time passed, their bond only grew stronger. People whispered and speculated, but Lala and Kien never felt the need to explain. They didn’t put labels on what they had. But everyone could see it — in the way Kien looked up when Lala walked into the room, or how Lala’s mood visibly lifted when he was around.
One rainy evening, Lala was the last to leave the office. She didn’t have an umbrella, and the streets were flooded. Just as she stood at the lobby entrance wondering what to do, a sleek black car pulled up. The window rolled down. It was Kien.
“Get in,” he said, handing her a towel and a cup of her favorite warm milk tea.
“You waited for me?” she asked, surprised.
“I always do,” he replied simply.
That night, as the rain tapped gently against the car windows and the city lights blurred in the distance, they talked about everything — dreams, fears, family, and the pressures of always having to be strong. Kien told her things he had never told anyone. Lala listened like she always did — without judgment, only kindness.
It was in that moment, wrapped in the calm of their quiet conversation, that they both knew — this wasn’t just a fleeting connection. This was something lasting. Something worth protecting.
They never needed grand declarations. The love and affection they shared weren’t performative. It was in the daily kindnesses, the shared responsibilities, the way they made each other better without even trying.
Now, as the company grew and challenges came their way, they continued to be each other’s anchor. When Kien faced business pressures, Lala reminded him to breathe. When Lala doubted herself, Kien reminded her how capable she was. Their bond became the heart of the company — a reminder that no matter how competitive the world became, genuine care and affection still had a place.
In the end, it was never about titles or roles. It was about two souls finding comfort, support, and a kind of love that didn’t need loud promises — because it showed up, quietly, every day.
Lala and CEO Kien had something rare — a special affection and care for each other that couldn’t be faked or forced. And in a world that moved too fast, they chose to move gently — together.
