Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Huo Yunting was still in the car when he made the call. He went quiet for a long while, agreeing silently that Lu Zhaoyang would indeed hate him for it.
What kind of mother was Xue Yuming to use her daughter in this situation?
Lu Zhaoyang would definitely leave her when it came to it.
Huo Yunting had always been careful about this.
“Xue Yuming, if you so much as touch a hair of my mother again, you will know exactly what I am capable of. I assure you that you will die a horrible death.”
Sweat beaded on Xue Yuming’s forehead. She was about to say something when the call ended.
Huo Yunting was gone. She heaved a deep sigh of relief.
She had been too careless in hiring someone useless to carry out the job.
She must ensure to be more secretive next time…
Xue Yuming put down the phone. She pressed a tissue against her wound and went downstairs.
…
(At Ge Yu’s office.)
Xiang Jinxi came out of the meeting. When he walked past Lu Zhaoyang’s office, he was surprise that the woman was there.
Didn’t she apply for leave today?
Xiang Jinxi made a U-turn and walked into her office with an unreadable expression.
She did not react even when he stood in front of her, as though she did not hear him.
“Something on your mind, Lu Zhaoyang?”
Lu Zhaoyang looked up abruptly at Xiang Jinxi. His face was only a few inches away from hers.
She stood up straight and shook her head, and then nodded again. “I was lost in thought for a moment. I’m sorry, Mr President, I’ll get back to work now.”
She had been thinking about Qiu Ran and Huo Yunting. She considered visiting Qiu Ran but then decided that she should avoid making things more complicated.
Then, she recalled that Huo Yunting was injured. Perhaps he would still go to work despite his injury?
Soon, she was lost in her thoughts.
“You can excuse yourself if you took leave. I am not that strict of an employer.” He said calmly and then left her office.
Lu Zhaoyang was now used to his demeanor. The man was even colder and detached than Huo Yunting.
She forced herself to work to avoid ruminating on her troubles once more.
Some time later, she heard footsteps approaching her office. She looked up and saw Qin An bringing a cute little cake box into her office.
“Assistant Lu, this is from the president. I hear that desserts can cheer people up.” Qin An said with a smile.
“Please pass my thanks to the president,” she said to Qin An, who was already on his way out.
Perhaps Xiang Jinxi was not as heartless as she thought.
She opened the box and saw a black chocolate cake in the shape of a swan. Since she skipped breakfast that day, the cake had made a timely appearance.
After finishing it, Lu Zhaoyang continued working. Since Xiang Jinxi was in the office and she had some documents for him to sign, she quickly prepared them and went to the president’s office.
When she went in, Xiang Jinxi looked like he was just about to leave.
The president saw her and sat down again. He took his pen and said, “Come.”
She spread the documents on his desk and watched him sign them with elegant strokes.
“Thanks for the cake, I feel a lot better now,” she said with a thin smile.
Xiang Jin replied without looking up, “If you want to thank me, then let’s have dinner together.”
Lu Zhaoyang was taken aback. What did dinner had anything to do with being grateful? Besides, she had to look after Huo Yunting.
She was still struggling inside when Xiang Jinxi spoke again.
“Today is my birthday.”
“… Ah.”
Was that his birthday cake she had eaten?