But just as he was about to get up to ask for Qiao Yi, the door was pushed open from outside, and Secretary Xi stood there holding a phone: "President, you have lunch with General Manager ng from Laini today at noon, you were inford yesterday afternoon."
After Xi ng finished speaking, no one answered her, only Mu Yichen and Qiao Yi, one sitting, one standing, both looking at the pen inside the sofa.
In Jiang Zhiyuan’s heart, a thousand draft horses galloped past, then he smiled and stood up from the sofa, walking towards Secretary Xi.
Because Secretary Xi didn’t receive a command from her boss, she didn’t dare to retreat, so Jiang Zhiyuan walked to the door and, with a good grip on her shoulder, pulled her inside.
Then the door was closed from the inside.
"Secretary Xi, we’ve known each other for so many years!"
Jiang Zhiyuan’s smile was forced and insincere.
Xi ng had no idea what Jiang Zhiyuan was up to, just feeling her head swell, because the other two n completely stayed silent. Qiao Yi could keep quiet, but how could her boss let Jiang Zhiyuan tease her?
Xi ng felt a bit wronged, but being a competent secretary, she still nodded earnestly: "Uh-huh!"
"So, can you tell , if you’re marrying soone else, is it soone else you have in mind too?"
Jiang Zhiyuan asked her indirectly.
Xi ng was a little dizzy from the question, and instinctively glanced at Qiao Yi. Qiao Yi still had his head down, she could only see his profile, but she cleverly nodded again, and asked: "Who is this ’soone else’ you’re talking about? Qiao Yi? My fiancé?"
Hearing the words "fiancé," Qiao Yi pierced Xi ng with an angry look.
Xi ng felt nothing, returning the look, and then looked at Jiang Zhiyuan again.
"That! Of course, it’s Deputy Qiao, who’s been working with you for many years and has only you in his heart."
"I only love the person I’m going to marry!"
Xi ng, no matter who the ’soone else’ is, answered Jiang Zhiyuan.
Jiang Zhiyuan awkwardly wanted to dig a hole and bury himself, thinking he should check his horoscope before going out in the future.
"President, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be going!"
Xi ng turned to look at Mu Yichen.
"Fine!"
The man who had been sitting in the chair without speaking finally spoke.
Jiang Zhiyuan didn’t dare to stop her because once a woman gets serious, saying too much might lead to terrible consequences.
"Well, I actually have a bit of business too, so I’ll go first. You two continue."
Jiang Zhiyuan also hurriedly escaped.
Qiao Yi gave a bitter laugh: "This woman really is..."
Mu Yichen looked at him earnestly, then sighed helplessly, put down the docunt he was reading, and slowly leaned back into the chair.
"Qiao Yi, go propose to her now."
Mu Yichen squinted at him with a sowhat gloomy expression, like a commanding suggestion.
Qiao Yi raised his eyes to look at him: "Why should I do that?"
"Otherwise — don’t show that ’dying’ look in front of your brother again."
Mu Yichen’s sharp eyes looked up at him, and those words at the end were sowhat heartless.
After Qiao Yi left Mu Yichen’s office, he saw the woman sitting at the secretary’s desk next to him typing diligently. He looked at her expressionless face, knowing it was because of him, yet he instinctively looked at her hand again. She typed so fast that the ring on her hand seed to blind his eyes.
The diamond wasn’t even that big, but it dazzled him.
"Are you having lunch with Yichen and General Manager ng at noon?"
"The president didn’t say!"
She replied, but her eyes stayed on the computer screen.
"Otherwise..."
Qiao Yi stepped towards her slowly with one leg, or perhaps he was too slow, so her phone rang.
Xi ng glanced at the phone, then smiled contentedly and answered: "Hello? No work at this ti?"
"Lunch together? I’ll ask the boss if he has a social event first."
She spoke softly to the person on the phone.
Then she bypassed the man standing next to her and went to knock on Mu Yichen’s office door.
"Boss, do you need to join you for lunch?"
"No need!"
Mu Yichen replied indifferently from inside, but everyone outside heard it.
Qiao Yi took a deep breath, thinking are you even my brother?
"The boss said I don’t need to accompany him at noon, okay, see you at the usual place."
The usual place?
Secretary Xi returned to her seat behind him, put down the phone, and continued typing.
Qiao Yi felt completely chilled to the bone, yet instinctively smiled again: "Xi ng, what exactly do you want?"
Xi ng, not understanding, turned her head to look at him. He brushed her desk, looking at her with so anger and dissatisfaction.
"I don’t want anything, why are you standing here all the ti?"
Xi ng asked him, suppressing all her dissatisfaction and disappointnt with him, but in her eyes, due to excessive restraint, there was a mistiness.
"You didn’t do anything, just that you always have a cold face when you’re with , but smile like a blossoming flower when you’re with that jerk. Why am I standing here all the ti? Why do you think?"
Qiao Yi slamd both hands hard on her desk, a docunt on it accidentally swept to the floor.
He glanced at it but didn’t pick it up and left.
While Xi ng held her breath, just sat there, fingers chanically tapping out a few aningless characters, until she heard the ding of the TV turning off, she released her fingers from the keyboard.
Then numbly got up, walked over to pick up the fallen docunt.
For so reason, the always-strong her, actually saw a tear drop on the ground, two tears...
Those tears, they ca from her.
She was actually crying?
For a man who can’t make up his mind, why was she crying?
He didn’t know what he wanted, but she always knew what she wanted.
Qiao Yi couldn’t give her what she wanted, she didn’t ask for it, so...
Why cry?
Mu Yichen opened the office door and ca out, reflexively looked at the spot where she was crouching, not seeing the tears on the floor, just noticed her diminished form.
The surrounding air was a bit cold, Mu Yichen suppressed his emotions and only said coolly: "I’ll be heading straight to lunch with General Manager ng."
"Understood!"
Xi ng, hanging her head, her strength suddenly interrupted by soone, her voice trembled.
Mu Yichen walked a distance away, then suddenly turned around, unable to suppress his anger, his typically reserved secretary bullied to such a ek state: "Xi ng!"
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