He forcefully spread out his documents and continued working. Unbeknownst to him, another storm was approaching…
Near noon.
Zhiwei, holding her stomach, had a distorted expression.
“How are you? Feeling better? I have something later, so I’ll find someone to accompany you to see a doctor,” Secretary Ye said.
“No need, I—” Zhiwei didn’t have time to stop her.
“Hey, who has a car, take Zhiwei to the hospital.”
Secretary Ye’s rallying cry caused a wave of male beast-like roars in the company.
“Me, me, me, I’ll go!”
“What do you mean, you? You have a motorcycle! Take my car, it’s more comfortable to sit in.”
“What’s wrong with a motorcycle? It’s not like I’ve never sat in your car. The air conditioning isn’t even cold enough!”
“Hey, I’m kindly giving you a ride and you’re complaining…”
“All of you, stop arguing. When it comes to cars, who in the company has a newer, better car than mine, I’ll call him daddy!”
“You’re not qualified,” a voice suddenly cut through the noisy arguments.
Huh? Everyone turned to look at the source and immediately changed their expressions, scattering quickly.
Shang Peng raised an eyebrow, shook his head, and then looked at the woman sitting in the chair.
“What’s wrong with you?”
“No, nothing,” Zhiwei shook her head.
“Nothing? Then why are all the men in the company rushing over to report to you?
I…” Zhiwei looked up quickly. “What do you mean by that?”
Shang Peng slightly furrowed his brow. At this moment, he was also unsure of the significance of his words. He only knew that when he saw her surrounded by those men, an inexplicable gloom filled his heart.
After seeing her pale complexion, he became even more annoyed – this woman was clearly unwell, and she could accept concern from any male colleague, but she didn’t want to tell him?
Was this her deliberate distancing?
“Come,” Shang Peng grabbed her hand. “I’ll take you to the hospital.”
“I…” Zhiwei was startled by his action and instinctively looked around.
Sure enough, she met many eyes that couldn’t avoid her gaze.
“Don’t do this, everyone is watching,” she said in a low voice.
“Are you afraid? Then…”
Then what? Zhiwei glanced at the man’s flickering eyes, feeling something was wrong.
“Then, I’ll simply expose your identity as Miss Tang.”
“You…” As she expected, this man was not someone who would easily compromise.
“Unless you obediently get into my car and go to the hospital, I’ll not only expose your true identity but also notify your family.”
“You’re really…” How despicable! To threaten her like this?
But at this moment, Zhiwei couldn’t bring herself to despise him because his eyes were full of care and so gentle…
She licked her lips and said softly, “I’m really fine, just need to rest a bit.”
“Do you believe I’ll carry you out in front of everyone?”
Zhiwei took a sharp breath, staring at the man’s undeniably firm expression.
Oh no, she certainly believed he would dare – this man was so arrogant, what wouldn’t he do?
“My condition really doesn’t need a doctor, if you don’t believe me…” Finally, she hastily wrote two words on the paper.
Huh? The words “menstrual pain” on the white paper made Shang Peng quickly raise his lowered head.
“I told you, I just need to rest,” Zhiwei, now without energy to argue, collapsed onto the desk.
“I’ll find another place for you to rest,” Shang Peng said, pulling her along regardless of everyone’s strange looks.
Discussions erupted behind them.
“Hey, where do you think the CEO is taking her?”
“Duh, of course to that love research room upstairs.”
“Ah, how many women want to enter that room?”
“Right, go in and then what? Wait to get a graduation certificate and obediently hand over the key. Hasn’t it always been like this?”
“The thing is, those women who got their certificates were happy. They say CEO Shang never mistreats women.”
“Because those women understand the game rules, they’re open-minded.”
“What about Tang Zhiwei? She doesn’t seem like that.”
“Hey! Aren’t you overthinking? What could Zhiwei do in this situation?” Secretary Ye held up the paper with “menstrual pain” written on it.
“Oh…” The discussion ended. Zhiwei followed Shang Peng to the CEO’s rest room on the top floor.
It was a luxuriously decorated small suite with everything one could need.
“Do you often feel unwell like this?”
“Mm, occasionally, more frequently recently.”
“Rest here first. If it doesn’t improve, you should still see a doctor.”
Zhiwei glanced at the brocade-covered bed he pointed to.
“What? Are you still afraid I’ll do something?” he said with a smile, supporting his chin.
She rolled her eyes but eventually climbed onto the bed.
Phew! Feeling much better… She closed her eyes, stretched her limbs, and when she opened her eyes again, she quickly sat up.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“Are you… just going to stand there and watch me rest?”
Shang Peng suddenly realized he had been lost in thought, all just to watch her stretch and softly sigh?
“I’ll go back to the office. Rest here. I’ll arrange work matters separately.” He turned to leave.
“Shang Peng—” she called to his tall, stopping back: “Thank you. Actually… after you left last night, I thought a lot. I know you’re not as bad as I imagined, but this makes me start to fear, afraid I’ll… lose. I’m really scared…”
“I’m more afraid of seeing you half-dead, so now you stay here and rest properly.”
What did this mean? Was she starting to like him? As he turned his head and stepped away, a smile he couldn’t control spread across his face.
His chest felt full, yet he felt incredibly light… This unprecedented feeling deeply intoxicated Shang Peng.
He walked, laughing foolishly, into the elevator, out of the elevator, into the office, leaving a trail of aftermath—
“CEO Shang is acting strange! CEO Shang is going crazy!”
The whispers finally became “CEO Shang has gone mad!”
But Shang Peng had no time to care. He was busy coming and going, with no one daring to ask what he was doing. The extremely bizarre sweet smile on his face made all employees shudder. The same sweet smile was also on her face.
Tang Zhiwei contentedly recalled his caring gaze.
“Who are you?” A coquettish shout suddenly came from the bedside.
Zhiwei looked and saw it was Lin Yujiao.
“Ha! I recognize you now! You’re that receptionist? What are you doing lying there?” Lin Yujiao roared at her, looking ready to drag her off the bed.
“I… am resting,” Zhiwei felt somewhat bewildered.
“Resting? Resting?” Lin Yujiao instantly exploded, “Do you think this is an employee rest area? Is this bed something you can casually lie on?”
“What do you think? I’m already on the bed, and it was Shang Peng who told me to lie down,” Zhiwei was no pushover and wouldn’t tolerate such condescension.
Impossible! How could Shang Peng possibly ask you to come? He clearly made an appointment with me.”
“You’re saying he made an appointment with you?” Zhi Wei frowned.
“Of course. I’m the only one who can come and go freely! Look, the bed you’re lying on was once our battlefield of love! He… his body is truly amazing, not even needing rest at noon, simply full of vigor!” Lin Yu Jiao waved the set of keys, laughing so hard she trembled.
Zhi Wei remained silent, feeling a sharp pain in her heart.
Shang Peng… why? Why, after she had finally changed her opinion of him, would he make her hate him again so quickly?
Lin Yu Jiao’s voice continued:
“I’ve long suspected you have improper intentions towards your boss! It’s understandable, who doesn’t want to climb up? But you’ll be disappointed. Don’t think being pretty and having a good figure means you can seduce him. Let me tell you, it’s useless! What kind of beautiful women hasn’t been around Shang Peng? He’s just one after another.”
