"..." Rong Shaoze stared at her, his lips pressed together in silence.
"Alright, I just won’t cook until the wound is healed," she said.
"What I’m saying is, you’re not allowed to cook ever again," he said firmly.
Lin Xinlan sighed, "If I don’t cook, what can I do?"
She needed to find something to distract her attention; otherwise, as soon as she found herself idle, her thoughts would drift to Xiaocong’s current situation.
Sometimes, certain thoughts could make her feel like collapsing.
If this continued, she was sure to lose her mind.
"Come to work with me at the company tomorrow," Rong Shaoze suddenly said.
Lin Xinlan was startled and asked in surprise, "Go to work with you?"
"Mhm, be my assistant. I’m very busy every day. Since you can’t sit still, can you help me with some of it?" he said gently.
There was a faint, unmistakable tiredness in his eyes and on his face.
He had to search for Xiaocong, deal with the affairs of Yanhuang, and manage the company; he must be very tired.
Lin Xinlan’s heart ached, feeling a bit distressed.
She was so focused on herself that she hadn’t noticed even he gets tired sometimes.
She should care more for him.
"Okay, I promise you," Lin Xinlan said with a nod and a smile.
Rong Shaoze also showed a trace of a smile.
As long as she didn’t do anything dangerous, that was fine. Her current state made it very easy for accidents to happen.
Only by having her by his side at all times could he feel at ease.
The next morning, Lin Xinlan went to his company for work, following Rong Shaoze.
Regarding her identity, there was no need for an announcement; many people already knew and had seen her before.
However, apart from Rong Shaoze’s personal secretary, Secretary Su, Lin Xinlan didn’t need to interact with other staff.
During work, she just needed to follow Rong Shaoze in the private elevator to the top floor, and when getting off work, she also left with him.
Basically, apart from the senior staff members who could go to the top floor and knew about Lin Xinlan becoming Rong Shaoze’s assistant, other employees were unaware.
But the senior staff members would not reveal anything about Lin Xinlan unless they really wanted to oppose the boss and didn’t want to work there anymore.
The work Rong Shaoze gave to Lin Xinlan was simple: making spreadsheets.
But even such a simple task, she didn’t know how to do.
Rong Shaoze took an entire morning to patiently teach her and then let her figure it out on her own.
She didn’t need to rush her work progress; all she needed to do was to arrive and leave work on time every day.
In the first two days, due to the troubles in her mind and the somewhat challenging nature of the work, Lin Xinlan couldn’t settle down to work and even felt a bit irritable.
Fortunately, she endured it and gradually got the hang of it, finding her rhythm.
During work, she seldom thought about Xiaocong, and her mood also began to stabilize, with the feeling of collapse fading more and more.
In fact, even the greatest sorrow can diminish with the passage of time.
Although the mere thought of Xiaocong could still cause her heart to ache sharply, the initial feeling of being cut to the heart was no longer as intense.
However, Rong Shaoze kept searching for Xiaocong, even expanding his influence continuously to reach more places, thereby increasing the likelihood of finding Xiaocong.
In the blink of an eye, another week had passed.
One morning as they were heading to work, Rong Shaoze told Lin Xinlan that there was a gathering in the evening, asking her to accompany him.
Lin Xinlan agreed without hesitation.
The current her didn’t care at all about the opinions and scrutiny of the outside world.
After weathering so many storms, she knew what she wanted.