Today is another day of work at the company as the female staff at the front desk of the lounge released a suppressed yawn.
Sleeping late last night due to submerging herself in the gossipy rumors of the office.
This female employee found a spicy work of fiction written by one of the anonymous staff. Sent and shared amongst themselves in the group chat.
It was an exciting pentagonal love web between their handsome president. President Jiang's wife, president Jiang's first love, Secretary Zhang, and the new female secretary (also Yan Beiqing but the staff doesn't know).
There was only one word to describe the details and events that took place with those paragraphs, "wow."
The tumultuous relations between the president and his wife.
The love and hate that ran through the emotions of Miss Duan and president Jiang.
The tragic one-sided love of secretary Zhang.
But most exciting of all, the fiery sparks of passion created whenever president Jiang and the new female secretary met.
Enclosed within the confines of the office where on one could see from outside. Spicy scenarios from the bathroom to desk before rolling to seek excitement by the windows.
Ah~!
That got her blood rushing!
I wonder when chapter 148 will come out?
The female employee at the front desk wondered while shaking her head with an excited pump of fists. Garnering strange stares from other employees entering the building to her embarrassment.
Just as the woman was about to delve into the details of the chapter she last read in her mind. The female employee raised her eyes carelessly which halted with a sudden jolt.
Out of the corner of bloodshot eyes the female employee saw something peculiar.
President Jiang?
Unsure of the discovery, widened eyes blinked once before flitting a furtive glance towards the entranceway. Subconsciously putting on the most perfect business smile while straightening her posture.
Hm?
The smile froze on the female worker's lips then twitched with a burst of anticipation that beamed from her irises.
Jiang Zuoqing: "I have a meeting in the afternoon so eat without me, also…"
Yan Beiqing: "That's fine, I can wait."
Two figures one tall and the other a few inches shorter walked past the area towards the elevator. Their conversation drifts to and fro of the female employee's senses in almost inaudible volumes.
Female employee: "... …"
Observing out of the corner of bloodshot eyes that slanted to an almost devilish appearance accompanied by the twitch of curved lips. Even more bewildered, or rather horrified sights landed on the young lady who was too busy trying to hear what the duo was saying.
Nails on trembling fingers dug into the surface of the skin to prevent any form of emotions from leaking out of her perfect appearance. Neck stretches out as far as possible in the direction of the crowding elevator while eyes bulge from the action.
Alas, to no avail as the president and his female secretary left the lobby through the elevator.
Minutes later after the young man and woman had left the vicinity.
That female employee fished out her phone with speed as fingers tapped furiously on the screen.
The speed was amazing and swift to the point that her co-workers could barely see those moving digits. Merely hearing the sound of rhythmic taps that came from the collision of glass against nails.
Within a few moments, the group chat in the company rang with fresh news.
Employee O: [President Jiang arrived just now! He's already on the elevator!]
Employee B: [Ah? So what if the big boss arrives? Doesn't he always come to work at this time?]
Employee O: [It's different this time! Did you know what I saw? President Jiang walked in while holding onto a leather purse!]
Employee C: [Okay…? What's the problem with that? Even us men want to walk around with pretty bags sometimes. Don't be so judgemental.]
Employee O: [That's not the main point! The point is, that bag definitely does not belong to our president! He is holding it for someone else! I think it's the new secretary's bag.]
Employee Z: [Well, if you put it that way, it sounds as though there really is something between the two of them.]
Employee O: [There definitely is something! The story written by ReincarnatedAsAMule is coming to life after all!]
Employee Q: [Whoa! Upstairs, you're also reading that story?! I've been binge reading it! Wonder who is the ingenious person behind this masterpiece.]
Employee S: [It's all fun and games until someone gets caught writing these fictions and posting on the group chat like this…]
Employee Z: [Hey more importantly, I heard someone at the front desk is mutating, what's that about?]
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"Are you okay?"
The young woman leaned closer to the young man who was pinching on the bridge of his nose with closed eyes.
Yan Beiqing had noticed that the young man appeared fatigued this morning when he came downstairs.
Assuming that it might be work related, the young woman could not help but worry about the condition of the youth.
"I'm fine…"
Leaning backwards onto the chair to rest his eyes, Jiang Zuoqing peered at the young woman in silence.
Her slender figure is leaning against the edge of his desk while right hand is raised with hesitant motions. Wanting to check the man's temperature but held back after considering that this might not be appropriate.
Just as she ponders whether or not to check, a knock at the office door echoed in the silent room.
Yan Beiqing and Jiang Zuoqing's sight raised to lock onto the appearing figure of Liu Meili, the new intern.
Holding onto a few folders in her arms, the young woman wilden her eyes in bewilderment at the sudden display inside the office.
In her point of view, it appears as though their president is leaning back against his chair in refusal. While the female secretary is leaning forward with a hand held out as if trying to grab the man.
Unable to process the current situation, the new intern stood frozen at the door until awakened by Jiang Zuoqing's cold voice.
"Enter."
"P-presdient Jiang… these are the documents that need to be signed…"
"Just leave them here."
Placing the documents onto the table, the young intern snuck a glance at the young woman before fleeing the scene.
"You have such interesting workers." The young woman released an amused chuckle before sauntering away.
Jiang Zuoqing: "Where are you going?"
"No where."
The slender figure merely stride her way back to the usual seating on the wooden couch.
Staring at the pile of books left on the table, the young woman considered her options for a second.
Lithe digits opened an unfinished book as she began to read once more.
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Running out into the hall, Liu Meili bumped into someone who was just about to walk out from behind a turning point.
The two figures collided for a short instance before separating with equally pained expressions.
"S-sorry!"
Liu Meili apologized to whomever that person might be only to realize that it is secretary Zhang.
"Secretary Zhang! Sorry! It wasn't on purpose!"
"... …"
Pressing onto his throbbing chest, secretary Zhang retreated a step back before nodding his head in acceptance of the apology.
"It's fine, I wasn't paying attention either."
Picking up the scattered documents, the young secretary asked for the progress of the young woman's work.
Trying to confirm whether or not the documents that needed to be signed are already given to the president.
"I have already given the documents to President Jiang… Secretary Zhang, about the other secretary…"
Secretary Zhang patted the dust away from the folders before raising his sights to ask in a curious tone.
"Is something the matter?"
Liu Meili revealed a somewhat embarrassed but nervous expression as she asked in a careful voice.
"When I went inside the office I saw… the president and the new secretary being very intimate with each other. Is that okay?"
"Ah?"
Our trusty assistant Zhang could not understand what the young woman was hinting at in an instant. Only a few seconds later did he seem to understand, "ah… about that."
Liu Meili: "The president's a newlywed, what if she finds out?"
As one of the few people who knows of Yan Beiqing's current status at work as a secretary for their boss.
Secretary Zhang could not understand the need to hide her real identity to pose as a normal secretary instead. Although anyone with eyes could see that Miss Yan is nothing close to being an employed worker.
It does not matter as the secret must be kept either way.
Therefore, rolling his eyes once to think of a plausible excuse, secretary Zhang merely mumbled a vague reply.
"Emm, hmm, don't worry. The president's wife is aware of what he is doing."
Since she's stuck to his side most of the time.
Yup, that's right.
Secretary Zhang thought that this was the best answer he could come up with that wouldn't make his words a lie.
Nodding with a proud expression, he bade the intern a farewell before departing with a light heart elsewhere.
Making preparations for the party invite that his boss received a day prior.
Leaving the intern alone in the hallway who revealed a meaningful curve of lips. Eyes sparkling with a strange light that seems almost to the point of being unnerving.
"There's a party tonight at Oceanview hotel…"
The young woman murmurs while walking away with steady strides. Mind recalling the invitation that had fallen into the floor just moments ago.