"Go, go, go, I have no such inclinations to try anything with you," Ouyang Hao shoved Mu Chen away, put his arm around his female companion, and got into the sports car. "You continue with your fun, I’m out of here."
Mu Chen smiled knowingly, and couldn’t resist a tease, "Oh, you’re in such a rush, how long has it been since you last tasted meat?"
These women, either they’re after his money or his looks, how much genuine affection could there be?
Women, they’re all the same, cheap!
As Ouyang Hao was enjoying his time with someone, the assistant finished reporting the resolved matters to Leng Yixiu, naturally explaining the reason why the trouble had been easily settled.
The man leaned leisurely in his boss chair, his fingers rhythmically tapping the desk. After a long time, his thin lips parted slightly, "Ouyang Hao?"
"Yes, President," the assistant couldn’t gauge Leng Yixiu’s thoughts and answered cautiously, "Ouyang Hao suddenly announced his relationship with Li Yun’er on Weibo, which suppressed the news of Miss Cheng’s injury."
The man’s sharp eyebrows furrowed slightly as if pondering something. After a long while, the assistant heard the man speak slowly, "Tell me, why would a man help a woman repeatedly?"
"Well..." The assistant pondered for a moment and said softly, "It’s hard to say."
"What’s so hard to say?"
"If it’s a superior to a subordinate, it might be admiration; if it’s an elder to a junior, it could be care; if it’s family, then it’s quite ordinary."
"What if those two people have nothing to do with each other?"
"Then... then the man must have some feelings for the woman."
"Is that so?" The man suddenly curled his lips and gazed out of the window, a bit absent-minded.
The assistant felt anxious and uncertain about Leng Yixiu’s intentions, quietly saying, "President Leng, I was only speculating. I can’t be sure about the facts."
"Alright, you can leave now."
The assistant felt a huge sense of relief, quickly nodded, and respectfully left the office. As he walked out, he raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, silently complaining, this boss’s mind is getting harder and harder to fathom.
Speaking of which, what exactly did he mean by asking me that question just now?
These days, Lin Yixun hadn’t seen Ouyang Hao. Before, he hated her, would tease and embarrass her, but now he didn’t even bother to do that. She thought he must be utterly tired of her!
That day, like usual, after cleaning the apartment thoroughly, she left. At the entrance of the complex, she unintentionally saw a Phantom parked there.
In their rundown neighborhood, most residents were migrant workers with poor economic conditions. It was rare to see even a regular car, let alone a Rolls-Royce.
So, Lin Yixun couldn’t help but take a few more glances at the car.