Our company doesn’t need a cafeteria staff who harasses employees, you can leave.” Yan Jin calmly resolved the situation, not even blinking as he directly severed her “fate” at this company. He cast a gloomy look over everyone present, his gaze filled with deep oppression. He said nothing more, not believing anyone would be foolish enough to go against his will.
Boldly pulling Dai Xue out of the company, he had her sit in the passenger seat of his car, then started the engine and softly said, “I’ll take you back.”
Dai Xue had never been this obedient before. She didn’t even make a gesture of refusal, sitting quietly. Her tears gradually dried on her face, and her expression turned cold again.
During the drive, only gentle English songs from the CD played. Yan Jin took a longer route, circling around before finally returning to her school.
“Yan Jin, thank you for this time… I’ve decided to resign,” Dai Xue said softly, head lowered.
Earlier at the restaurant, when she said “it’s all Yan Jin’s fault,” it was just out of anger. Actually, she didn’t think Yan Jin was entirely wrong… but after this incident, she couldn’t continue working there.
“…Okay, you can come back anytime if you want.”
Yan Jin was silent for a long time before speaking heavily. In his view, this was entirely his fault…
“Mm,” Dai Xue responded, getting out of the car.
Yan Jin heard the car door close, feeling like that heavy sound of the door closing had permanently severed their connection.
— Meeting was so unexpected, and now, even the goodbye… is just as unexpected.
★ Chapter Forty-Four
“An Xi, could you get me a coffee…” Yan Qing pressed his temples wearily, leaning back in his chair and glancing at the clock.
Working from morning until 2:30 in the afternoon without much rest, even when An Xi suggested he stop, he’d always managed to brush her off with “just a moment longer”.
“…Then rest a bit! No more ‘just a moment’… eat this! Here.”
An Xi handed Yan Qing a pink lunch box. One look at the iconic color, and he knew it was her personal item. Yan Qing smiled, noticing the half-heart printed on the lid – was this a couple’s lunch box?
