Bai Yixuan had always spoken to her with utmost gentleness, but this time he unexpectedly looked stern, and his voice became serious, making Ling Chuxia feel a trace of guilt.
Last night, Brother Xuan must have been worried and anxious all night long. As she glanced over his bloodshot eyes and the stubble around his lips, her voice lowered, "Brother Xuan, I didn’t want to trouble you with everything. After all, working and socializing with clients is normal. I just didn’t expect..."
Indeed, she hadn’t anticipated that President Hong would be so aggressive. She thought at most she would be coerced into drinking a few extra glasses, but he actually tried to drug her and then take advantage of her...
Thinking about it, Ling Chuxia felt a chill run down her spine uncontrollably.
Bai Yixuan sensed Ling Chuxia’s fear, and his great rush of urgency and rage dissipated. He sighed softly, masking the fear in his eyes, and gently ruffled Ling Chuxia’s hair, "It’s good you’re okay, but don’t let this happen again. In the future, if you encounter such troublesome clients, tell me immediately, and I will handle it for you."
After the incident with President Hong, Ling Chuxia no longer dared to overestimate herself. Society was perilous, and being almost a blank slate to the world, she naturally didn’t dare assume she could handle everything herself.
She looked at Bai Yixuan and nodded gently, "I understand."
Bai Yixuan slightly curved his lips, doing his best to relax his emotions. He sat by the bed, and after thoroughly checking on Ling Chuxia’s health and ensuring she was not seriously harmed, his heart that had been hanging all night slowly settled. However, he still furrowed his brow, his gaze on Ling Chuxia carrying a hint of confusion, and he slowly asked, "Xiaxia, the person who saved you yesterday, who was it?"
"It was Mr. S." Ling Chuxia didn’t conceal the truth, she answered honestly.
"Yes," Ling Chuxia nodded and continued, "The person who had been sending me flowers regularly."
"The one who sent you champagne roses for a week?" Bai Yixuan naturally remembered this person, as it had been the talk of the entire company that week. After all, the flowers had been sent to Ling Chuxia.
Yet Bai Yixuan still looked puzzled, "How did he just happen to save you?"
Ling Chuxia briefly explained how she got to know Mr. S., and Bai Yixuan’s expression changed slightly, "So, you’ve known each other for a while, but you’ve never met and have only ever chatted on WeChat?"
"Yes, if I hadn’t woken up so late today, maybe I would have been able to meet him." At this point, Ling Chuxia couldn’t help but sigh slightly.
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Ling Chuxia was lost in thought and didn’t notice the deepening look in Bai Yixuan’s eyes. When he had rushed into the room yesterday, the state of President Hong was too dire to witness. If Mr. S., like Chuxia mentioned, was merely a recently known ordinary friend, perhaps with a slight affection, it would be natural to be angry and to beat President Hong, that old pervert, in such a situation. But the beating... seemed excessively harsh, especially since Ling Chuxia had not been harmed.
He thought if it had been him who arrived at the scene, he would have beaten President Hong too, but surely not nearly to death.