Yuyao looked troubled on her face, not because she didn't want to, but because she truly had no good reason.
How would she explain this to her family?
just about to speak...
Just as she was about to speak, the man in front of her suddenly surged forward, and her back was pressed against the desk with his head forcefully gripping the back of her head.
She was so startled that she forgot to struggle, only to realize that her lips were already sealed by the other party.
"No..."
Yuyao's low voice escaped from her lips, her face as red as fire, ashamed beyond words.
This is an office, not closed yet. If someone saw...
But Chen Zhongyuan didn't give a damn about her at all. He dragged her head and kissed her, taking away all the air from her.
He didn't care about the occasion at all.
Yuyao struggled for a long time, and finally gave up and stood motionless, angry.
At this moment, Lin's second prince Lin Chengbǐng suddenly came to Chen Zhongyuan's office.
As his foot just stepped in, he saw the intimate kiss between a man and a woman inside.
His lips twitched as he realized that the always calm and reserved Yuan also involved in office romance.
He thought the other person was just playing around in private, but to actually do it in the office—it really opened his eyes.
"Cough cough..."
Lin Chengbǐng clenched his right fist to his lips, coughed softly twice to remind the couple inside.
Yuyao heard the coughing and knew someone had arrived, her face turning even redder than before.
In a state of panic, Yuyao pushed away the man in front of her and quickly tidied up, then left quickly.
Saw Lin Chengbǐng at the door.
The man was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, with a suit jacket casually draped over his right shoulder.
Leaning against the door frame like that, with a mischievous smile on his lips, he gazed at her for several seconds.
"Lin General."
Yuyao paused slightly, greeting the other person politely.
"Yuyao Secretary."
Lin Chengbǐng also nodded to her courteously and then lifted his foot to go in.
Yuyao let out a breath of relief and went to the restroom.
She turned on the faucet, washed her face with cold water in front of the mirror.
She waited until the redness in her face faded, and there was no sign of discomfort, then turned around to go back to the office.
There, Aya stood with her arms crossed at the door of the restroom, just staring at her.
"Aya Sister, why are you looking at me like that?"
Yuyao's eyebrow furrowed slightly as she felt a bit uncomfortable under Aya's gaze.
"It was always me who accompanied Mr. Chen on business trips and entertainment."
Aya stepped closer to her, still staring at her with an emotionless expression.
"But since you came along, Mr. Chen always takes you wherever he goes, without ever calling for me."
Aya spoke in a low voice again.
Her annual salary of tens of millions of yuan is largely due to the fact that she accompanied Mr. Chen to various events and was able to handle those old foxes with ease.
She didn't think the new college graduate in front of her could handle those complex situations.
Yuyao hesitated slightly, then remained silent for a few seconds before saying softly, "Wherever he goes is at Mr. Chen's request. If you have any objections, you can go talk to him."
Aya saw her being so uncooperative, her heart felt congested, and her voice turned cold. "Can you handle such situations? You might not even understand what people are saying..."
Yuyao looked at Aya with mockery. As a missionary, she has seen what level of giants and experienced various complicated scenes.
"I still say what I said before, if you have any opinions, you can talk to Mr. Chen."
She left this indifferent remark and directly stepped aside from the other side, walking away.
Aya's brow furrowed slightly. Mr. Chen has never liked others to question his decisions.
If she really wanted to go and question him about this, it might give the impression that she was being eager and ambitious, which could possibly cause Mr. Chen to be dissatisfied.
This is also why she came to Yuyao. She originally thought the other party would give up, but she didn't expect them to not respond.
It was rather frustrating for her.
...
On the other side, Lin Chengbǐng, the eldest son of Lin's family, had already entered the president's office.
He lazily sprawled on one of the leather sofas, half-smiling as he looked at Chen Zhongyuan and reminded him, "Enjoy yourself, but remember to take safety precautions. Otherwise, you might end up with a 'ball carrier' running off to another country. In a few years, he'll come back with a few little ones just like you, splitting your property. That would be fun..."
He changed to a more comfortable position and chuckled again, "If there isn't, then you'd better make her take strong contraceptive pills. Things like that are common in the circle...you can't believe it..."
The scratching sound of the lighter's file was barely audible. Chen Zhongyuan lit a cigarette with a calm face, his eyes glanced at Lin Chengbǐng on the leather sofa in the faint smoke, "Is that all you came for to say some nonsense?"
The voice was low and pleasant, extremely enjoyable.
"Brother, this is well-meaning advice. Why is it considered meaningless?"
Lin Chengbǐng pulled at the corner of his mouth, and then spoke in a leisurely tone: "You can just ignore it. It's as if I never said anything."
He took out a box of Cuban cigars from his pocket, took one out and put it in his mouth, and with a casual glance at Chen Zhongyuan, he said indistinctly, "Mind if I borrow a light?"
Chen Zhongyuan casually handed him a lighter on the desk, slowly smoking while the faint haze blurred his outline and made his expression hard to decipher.
"I need you to bid for an item at a charity auction tomorrow afternoon."
Lin Chengbǐng took a couple of puffs and then said seriously.
"What kind of item do you need me to bid on?"
Chen Zhongyuan knocked his cigarette ashes with a glance, looking at Lin Chengbǐng with a puzzled eyebrow raise.
"It's a set of limited edition jewelry, I'm using it as a gift."
Lin Chengbǐng smiled, leaning his body forward slightly, "You don't know how troublesome those small celebrities are. If they find out I bought this set of limited edition jewelry, they would all cling to me for it. This jewelry is only one set, so who should I give it to?"
Chen Zhongyuan's eyes glanced at him with a slightly rude look, "Why did you mess around so much? You're asking for it."
Lin Chengbǐng doesn't like this man's behavior and clicks his tongue lightly, "You're not playing now? Don't just say I do."
"I'm dating her in a normal way, nothing like you. Don't mix them up."
Chen Zhongyuan pushed the cigarette butt into the ashtray and said, lowering his eyes, "I'll bid on the jewelry, but I won't give it to you."
"What do you mean?"
Lin Chengbǐng was a bit confused, seemingly not quite understanding the meaning of those words.
Chen Zhongyuan laughed twice, "A limited edition piece of jewelry, of course, is for giving to your girlfriend."
"Aya, don't play around like this..."
"Haha, you can also bid. I don't mind competing with you..."
"F*ck, I shouldn't have come to see you..."
...
After work, Yuyao just left the company when she received a call from Liang Huaifang, telling her to go back immediately.
As soon as she walked in, she saw several men slapping Liang Huaifang in the face, leaving her face swollen like a pig's head. She was cowering in a corner, crying continuously.
Although she doesn't like Liang Huafang, she is still the mother of the original owner.
She can't just ignore it.
"What are you doing?"
Yuyao loudly scolded and quickly ran over to push away those men.
When they heard her voice, the several men finally stopped their actions.
One of the men turned to stare at Yuyao with a lecherous smile, "Pretty girl, your mother owes us money and hasn't paid it back. That's fine, but she even changed her address and phone number. It's caused our brothers to search everywhere. What does this mean? Do you think she wants to never pay it back?"
"How much does she owe you?"
Yuyao's brow furrowed slightly as she coldly asked.
"Two million," the man said.
Just as the man finished speaking, Liang Huafang rushed in and angrily denied, "You're lying, I only owe you 500,000 yuan."
The man's eyes flashed with malice, and he slapped Liang Huafang hard and swore, "Fuck you, you old whore, when the hell did you owe this money? It's been years. I should increase some interest, shouldn't I?"
Liang Huafang was pushed off balance by the slap, her hair disheveled, her face even more swollen, looking like a steamed bun.
"Alright, two million it is."
Yuyao didn't look at Liang Huafang, but at the man who spoke, coldly saying, "Give me an account, I'll transfer the money to you."
"The pretty girl is quite prompt."
The man laughed and gave her an account.
Yuyao took out her phone and transferred the money to the account on the spot.
When Chen Zhongyuan initially gave her 10 million yuan to go and pay off the debts at home, she couldn't find a good reason to tell her family where she got the money.
Before she had figured out what to say, the creditors came knocking at her door.
