Wen Ning looked up to see Yan Heng looking stern.
However, a trace of heartache and nervousness also flashed across Yan Heng's eyes.
"It has nothing to do with you!" Wen Ning ignored this detestable man.
"Answer me!"
Seeing that Wen Ning was about to leave with the tools, Yan Heng grabbed her wrist and said in a low voice.
"Let go, cough cough…"
Wen Ning tried to move her arm, only to feel a sharp pain in her chest. She began coughing violently.
The airbag had hit her chest yesterday, and she still felt a slight pain there. When she pulled it just now, it affected her wound, making Wen Ning feel weak in front of Yan Heng.
Yan Heng did not let go of Wen Ning's wrist. Instead, his grip became much gentler. When Wen Ning finally stopped coughing, Yan Heng asked again, "What's wrong with you?"
He did not even notice that his tone had unknowingly become much gentler.
Wen Ning looked at Yan Heng, then lowered her head and said, "When I came back from your place yesterday, I hitched a ride in someone's car. That person touched me, so I taught him a lesson. And the car hit a tree."
Yan Heng's expression changed.
Wen Ning pulled Yan Heng's hand away again. "CEO Yan, if there's nothing else, I'm going to continue working!"
"Wait a minute!" Yan Heng stopped Wen Ning. "Shouldn't you be working in the CEO's office? Why would you do such a thing?"
Wen Ning looked at the serious Yan Heng with disdain in her eyes. "Don't tell me you don't know the reason! If it wasn't for someone being petty, would I be here cleaning?"
Yan Heng was also a little embarrassed by Wen Ning's gaze. He coughed dryly and asked "Did something happen with your job? Why didn't I know about it? I'll have to ask Song Xinjie!"
As he spoke, Yan Heng took out his phone in front of Wen Li. "Song Xinjie, come over here!"
Before Song Xinjie could say anything, Yan Heng spoke first, "Song Xinjie, who gave you the right to arrange for my assistant to do other jobs?"
Song Xinjie was stunned. "Didn't you ask me to arrange this?"
But after working for Yan Heng for so long, Song Xinjie had long figured out Yan Heng's temperament. At this time, what he needed to do was admit his mistake!
"I'm sorry, CEO Yan. As the company's cleaner is on leave today and everyone is busy, I can't find anyone else for the time being…"
"Even if you can't find anyone else, can you just arrange for my assistant to do it?" Yan Heng glanced at Wen Ning beside him without batting an eyelid. He realized that Wen Ning was rolling her eyes.
It was as if she had seen through someone's trick.
Yan Heng blushed even more. Damn it! She actually despised him.
Yan Heng said to Wen Ning, "Alright, you don't have to do the rest. Just leave it to him. Follow me back to the office and continue organizing your documents!"
Wen Ning nodded and handed the cleaning tools to Song Xinjie expressionlessly. "Mr Song, I'll leave it to you!"
Song Xinjie took the tools and looked at Yan Heng. "Director Yan, I…"
"Shut up! Go do your thing!" Yan Heng interrupted Song Xinjie.
Song Xinjie carried the water bucket and obediently went to clean up in Wen Ning's place.
"Come with me!" Yan Heng grabbed Wen Ning's wrist again and walked towards the office.
After Yan Heng and Wen Ning left, Song Xinjie sighed. The boss made a mistake, but he was the one being punished. How unlucky!
"Song Xinjie? Why are you cleaning here?" A surprised voice sounded from behind Song Xinjie.