“So what? What are you worried about?” Zhi Wei responded coldly.
“Worried? What do I have to worry about? Anyway, he just likes to play. These girls outside are just his toys. But there can only be one Mrs. Shang, and that’s someone who matches him socially and is perfectly compatible – me! Do you understand now?” Lin Yu Jiao pointed at herself.
Zhi Wei slowly raised her eyes, looking at Lin Yu Jiao’s triumphant face. “I don’t want to understand, and there’s no need to. Because all of this has nothing to do with me!”
After speaking, she got off the bed at the fastest speed, as if afraid the bed would contaminate her.
Zhi Wei walked out of the room, entered the elevator, her finger hesitating on the floor button.
Where should she go? Continue working?
No! She decided!
She never wanted to be involved with this man again!
Finally, she chose to go to the CEO’s office to clarify things! During the lunch break, the corridor was quiet. Zhi Wei stood in front of the CEO’s office, took a deep breath, and knocked.
After a long moment, with no response, she began to hesitate. Then she heard Secretary Ye’s voice behind her—
“Zhi Wei, why are you down here?”
“I’m looking for the CEO.”
“He might not be here. He just said he was going out and should be back soon. You can go in and wait. And these, they’re things he requested. Could you help me bring them in? I haven’t eaten yet and I’m starving.” With that, Secretary Ye ran off.
“Huan—” Zhi Wei looked down to find a large bag of Okinawan brown sugar.
Does this man like this kind of thing? Zhi Wei shrugged and pushed the door open.
The scene that greeted her made her freeze on the spot—
The man was there, just napping.
He was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed, chin propped up, his coat half-fallen to the floor.
His robust body suddenly turned slightly, obviously not very comfortable.
Zhi Wei’s heart was filled with a strange feeling.
He… he didn’t need to be this tired. He originally had a very comfortable bed…
Thinking of that bed made her think of Lin Yu Jiao, and her momentary tenderness instantly vanished.
She really didn’t understand what game this man was playing! Forcibly dragging her to rest, yet arranging another woman to come, was he doing this on purpose?
While still mulling it over, her gaze swept to the computer screen, where the searched words were actually—menstrual pain.
The webpage was showing various methods to relieve menstrual cramps, and chewing brown sugar was one of them.
Brown sugar… looking at the large bag in her hand, she suddenly felt her eyes grow sore.
This damn bad man! What else did he want? With women already arranged, why wasn’t he busy enjoying himself but instead researching menstrual pain!
