Chapter 439: 439
Chapter 439: Are they…somehow related?
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Don’t you have something that you need to explain to me?” the president asked nonchalantly .
Explain?
She felt she probably had to explain her slightly *liberated* working schedule lately .
“Um—something happened in my house lately . I know I have skipped work a few times, I also left early quite frequently these days, but my wages have been reduced accordingly while I have never halted my work progress, not at all . ”
“So, do you mean that your work performance has been great lately despite all that?”
“Sort of…” She could no longer tell President Jinxi’s meaning behind his inquiry .
His eyes remained on the screen as he signed the contract . He passed her a glance and shoved the stack of contract on the desk to her, “Have a look for me on any final amendment . We are heading out tomorrow to get this signed at Rong City . ”
“Yes, sir . ”
“Bring a dress along . ”
“Are we staying overnight?” She asked out of concern for the big boy inside his mansion . She did not want to leave the city for the moment .
“Don’t worry . I won’t do anything to you . ”
That was quite the gentleman of the president but, “That’s not what I meant—Well, umm—I’ll have a thorough check on this . ” She quickly left with the contract in her embrace after that .
It’s only one night—Huo Yunting should be fine .
I mean—he looks like his usual self recently but he seems to have changed—a lot .
He’s no longer that playful, mischievous boy I used to know…
That night, Lu Zhaoyang messaged him despite knowing that the big boy would likely not reply .
The second morning, she arrived by the office punctually and followed the president to Rong City in his car . The moment the car thumped upon running off the bridge, she could not help but reminiscence that one time where Huo Yunting jokingly suggested her a trip to Rong City .
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“Is there anything?” Said President Xiang . He caught her off guard, “Uh—uh— nothing, well, you know, the same old domestic issues I’ve been facing lately . ”
I’m confused—For some reason—as Huo Yunting grew more distant lately, he felt more like Xiang Jinxi . The vibes they sent off are so—similar…
Are they—somehow related?
The president passed a glance at his secretary whose eyes lingered upon him . His lips flattened as he turned his head away, deciding to avoid eye-contact for the moment .
They did not depart early enough as the sun was already setting when they reached Rong City . The business meeting was pretty smooth-sailing at least .
It was the birthday of the client’s wife that night, for which they decided to hold a birthday dinner .
No wonder the president asked me to bring a dress…
Zhaoyang thought as she entered the venue with President Xiang . She nearly staggered as she stepped upon the lace of her light purple long dress since she saw someone among the crowd .
The alpha, whose destiny was to be worshipped .
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The devil .
Huo Yunting? Why is he here?! And he’s drinking, smiling so bright .
President Xiang’s face stiffened briefly the moment his secretary tripped over herself . But he recovered fairly quickly afterwards .
As expected from an experienced head secretary, what a woman, capable of hiding her own emotions .
He was impressed .
Huo Yunting felt the urge of attending the dinner for some reason after receiving Zhaoyang’s message the night before .
His instinct was not without reason as that woman was with another man .
Is that her new boss? The man holding her .
Wait—he looks familiar—but where—Where have I seen this man before?
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Oh wow, look at them, wrapping arms with each other, how sweet .
Huo Yunting’s grip tightened, the wine was shaking in the glass .
“What an honor to have you here, Mr . Huo . ”
“Yeah, yeah . ”
He had lost the mood to entertain compliments from people .
Lu Zhaoyang fetched a glass of red wine from the waiter and took a sip, smiling sweetly upon initiating a conversation with the guests around .
President Xiang whispered softly into her ears, “You know how to dance?”
“Yeah?” She nodded . As a frequent function attendant, she must know how to dance .
Wait what? Are we dancing??
The exchange did not escape the eyes of the devil as his smile grew awkward and tense .
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