The CEO is domineering, the devil Boss is addicted to pampering

Chapter 1308 Yun Rui Juanchen: Are you unhappy that I have an assistant?

Thirty minutes after the meeting ended, the sound of Qi Ruixiang's leather shoes rolling over the corridor carpet hit Yan Wanqing's heart like a dull drumbeat.

She had just filed the documents that Yang Xiaotang had sorted out when she looked up and saw the tall figure blocking the office door. Two buttons on the collar of his suit were broken, and his hair, which was usually meticulously combed, was now a little messy.

"Why is she here?" Qi Ruixiang's voice was like ice, each word was sharp and crackling in the air.

The blinds behind him were not closed tightly, and the sunlight came in obliquely, dividing his face into two halves of light and dark, and the red bloodshot under his eyes was clearly visible.

Yan Wanqing put down the folder in her hands, her fingertips pausing lightly on the edge of the table. "I've just arrived, and I can't refuse anything assigned by my superiors, right?" Her voice was as steady as stagnant water. "What? Are you unhappy that I have an assistant?"

"Assistant?" Qi Ruixiang strode in suddenly, and the wind he brought blew the documents on the corner of the table.

He leaned over the desk, his nose almost touching Yan Wanqing's forehead. The scent of cedar mixed with a hint of gunpowder, "Yan Wanqing, do you think I'm a fool? What did Gu Yunqian ask her to do? Don't you know?"

The cactus on the desk shook, and its sharp thorns flashed coldly in the sunlight.

Yan Wanqing did not retreat, but raised her eyes to meet his gaze. Her eyes, which were always smiling, now looked like the surface of a frozen lake.

"Mr. Qi, please be mindful of your wording," she said, emphasizing each word. "Being able to work in the company means she's passed the relevant assessments. After all, not everyone can be as invisible as you, only appearing for meetings."

"You probably don't know how determined she was when she chose to be a veterinarian. Did she love that job so much that she willingly became your project assistant? Even if you have to find an excuse, you better find a decent one!"

His words were like needles, hitting everyone equally to death.

Her fingers holding the pen suddenly tightened, and the pen left a bluish-white mark on her palm.

"Qi Ruixiang," her voice turned cold, "Are you questioning my professional judgment, or are you dissatisfied with Mr. Gu's arrangement?"

This sentence was like pressing the pause button, and Qi Ruixiang's movements froze.

He stood up, took a half step back, and stuffed his hands into his suit pockets, his knuckles turning white from the force.

"I don't want to argue with you." His voice was a little deeper, but still filled with anger. "Let her go, leave now."

"Impossible." Yan Wanqing opened a drawer, took out an employment contract and pushed it in front of him. "This is her labor contract. It's stamped with the company seal and protected by British labor law. You want her to leave, unless you pay triple the liquidated damages or find evidence that she violated the law."

Qi Ruixiang's eyes swept over the signature on the contract. Yang Xiaotang's beautiful handwriting was like a thorn at this moment, making his eyes hot.

Of course he knew that the contract was legally binding, and he also knew that since Gu Yunqian dared to send the person here, he would never leave any evidence.

But when he thought of Yang Xiaotang sitting in the corner during the meeting, lowering his head and pretending to take notes, looking so cautious, he felt a tightness in his chest.

"What on earth does Gu Yunqian want to do?" He kicked the trash can next to him. The metal bucket hit the wall with a sharp sound, and the waste paper inside was scattered all over the floor. "Does he think it's funny to bring the three of us together? To watch me being played around like a fool by you guys?"

Yan Wanqing looked at the mess on the ground and didn't pick it up.

She stood up and walked in front of Qi Ruixiang. The distance between them was less than half a meter, and she could clearly see his tense jawline.

"Qi Ruixiang, wake up." Her voice was soft, but it carried undeniable strength. "Yang Xiaotang isn't here to cause you trouble. She's here to work. As for what you think, that's your business. But seeing how flustered you are now, you probably don't have the ability to explain yourself clearly."

"Explain yourself?" Qi Ruixiang's pupils suddenly contracted, like an animal being stepped on in a sore spot. "There's nothing much to say to her! From the beginning, it was all her wishful thinking. I never gave her any hints!"

"is it?"

The ending of Yan Wanqing's tone rose slightly, like a thin needle, accurately piercing Qi Ruixiang's forced calmness.

She rested her elbows on the table, tapping her temples lightly with her fingertips, her gaze calmly fixed on his panicked eyes.

Qi Ruixiang's Adam's apple rolled suddenly, as if a hot stone was stuck in his throat.

He wanted to yell and argue, but Yan Wanqing's knowing eyes were like a mirror, reflecting the deepest panic in his heart - just like a husband who was caught cheating, knowing that he hadn't done anything out of the ordinary, but still couldn't help feeling guilty.

"Look," Yan Wanqing's voice was very soft, but it hit his heart like a heavy hammer, "You know yourself that your behavior will indeed cause people to misunderstand. It's not entirely Yang Xiaotang's fault that she got caught up in this."

Qi Ruixiang leaned against the filing cabinet, feeling as if all his strength had been drained from him. He closed his eyes, the veins in his forehead throbbing.

Yan Wanqing was right, he did have some responsibility. He thought his boundaries were clear, but he had inadvertently given her hope; he thought he was just being polite, but he forgot that some people would mistake politeness for hints.

"Gu Yunqian... He knew it a long time ago, right?" Qi Ruixiang's voice was filled with fatigue. "He sent Yang Xiaotang here just to make me admit my mistake and embarrass me."

"A girl is willing to hurt herself to find an answer. What do you think?" Yan Wanqing shook her head. "If he really wanted that, he would have done it long ago. Why drag his sister into this?"

"I'll take care of it." He finally spoke, his voice as hoarse as sandpaper. "I'll explain everything to Yang Xiaotang and make her... make her give up completely."

"What do you mean?" Yan Wanqing pressed. "Be vague like before? Or just avoid meeting me? Qi Ruixiang, you should know that if you don't make some things clear, it will only make things more complicated."

The air in the office became heavy again, and the wall clock ticked, as if urging something.

Yan Wanqing looked at his conflicted expression and suddenly found it a little ridiculous - this man who was so decisive in the business world could be so indecisive when it came to relationships.

Qi Ruixiang didn't remember what she said afterwards, he only remembered that the woman's footsteps were so crisp when she left, as if she was counting down!

After Yan Wanqing left, Qi Ruixiang stayed alone in the office for a long time. He walked to the French window and looked at the busy streets below, his heart in a turmoil.

Yang Xiaotang's face, Gu Yunxi's face, Yan Wanqing's words, and Gu Yunqian's arrangements were spinning in his mind like a kaleidoscope, giving him a splitting headache.

He took out his cell phone and found Gu Yunxi's number. His fingertips hovered over the dial button, but he didn't dare to press it.

He wanted to tell her that Yang Xiaotang had come; he wanted to tell her that there was nothing between him and Yang Xiaotang; he wanted to tell her that she was the only one in his heart. But when the words came to his lips, he hesitated...

The setting sun at six o'clock in the evening dyed the glass of the office area amber. Yang Xiaotang was checking the project report in front of the computer, his fingertips tapping on the keyboard rapidly, trying to use the busyness to dispel the inexplicable restlessness in his heart.

The incident in the conference room was like a tiny thorn, making her feel uneasy - Qi Ruixiang's subconscious concern and her own hasty dodge were replayed in her mind like slow motion.

"still busy?"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded behind him. Yang Xiaotang's fingertips suddenly stopped, and the cursor on the screen continued to flash.

When she turned her head, Qi Ruixiang was standing at the door of the cubicle, with his suit jacket draped over his arm and his shirt sleeves rolled up to his forearms, revealing the pale blue veins at his wrist bones.

The light of the setting sun fell on the ends of his hair, giving it a soft golden edge, making him look much gentler than he had in the meeting.

"Mr. Qi." She stood up hurriedly, the chair legs scraping against the floor. "There are still some reports that haven't been checked yet."