Chapter 8: Eight heartbeats, index finger brushed his chin

There was a sound in the men's restroom:

"Besides the gimmick of being the heir to the Xu family, it's just a few years of overseas development achievements, which may be copied from others. In my opinion, he is not as good as the secretary beside him."

"Wen Huai. I've met her before. She's thoughtful and smart. But I heard that she and EF's President Su... You know President Su, such a noble, serious, and unsmiling person, actually take such good care of a secretary..."

“What a mess.”

"Okay, let's go back. I guess it's almost time for tonight."

When I came out of the bathroom, I was stunned when I saw the tall figure by the window.

His superior profile was hidden in the night, looking at the scenery outside the window, as if he didn't see them.

The two looked at each other, feeling a little weak: "Mr. Xu is also coming out for some fresh air?"

Xu Youjing glanced over and his eyes stayed on their faces for a moment.

"Who are you?"

They saw his attitude towards Ming Zhenlian tonight, but they did not expect that he would take the initiative to strike up a conversation with him. Some of them were flattered and introduced themselves one after another.

The corridor was silent for a moment, and then the man slowly said "hmm".

He was fiddling with his phone and looked like he didn't want to talk to them anymore.

The two were confused, but they had good eyesight: "Then we will go back first, Mr. Xu, please do as you please."

As soon as the words fell, Xu Youjing put away the phone: "Let's go."

Both of them: "...Okay."

...

Inside the box, the atmosphere became much more lively after Yan Wang left. With the alcohol taking over, people couldn't help but talk a lot.

A technology director stood up to toast, but when it came to Li Qicheng, he put down his glass and turned to look at Wen Huai: "Secretary Wen is also an old acquaintance, how about a drink?"

Li Qicheng: "That's inappropriate, Director Zhen. How can you ask a lady to block the wine for me?"

The man frowned. "What's the big deal? Could it be that there's some other relationship between President Li and Secretary Wen? President Li is so sympathetic to women that he can't bear to let them go?"

"Director Zhen really loves to joke around. How can a secretary represent the pinnacle? It's still me—"

"If I say yes, then yes! Mr. Li doesn't even let his secretary accompany him. Does he look down on me, or does he look down on Changxin Technology?"

Many people at the table had noticed that the boss's secretary had a sensitive identity, and some people were already whispering.

Li Qicheng hadn't expected him to be so filthy and put the blame directly on others. Even though he had a pleasant face, he still felt a little embarrassed.

Ming Zhenlian was watching from the side and said, "It's just Old Li. It's just a glass of wine. What's there to stop him?"

"Yes, Secretary Wen won't refuse to give me this face, right?"

Li Qicheng glanced at Wen Huai and said, "Then have a drink with Director Zhen."

"Director Zhen misunderstood." Wen Huai picked up the wine glass.

She said to him openly, "Changxin Technology and Peak have always had a friendly relationship. How could I look down on you? I was being disrespectful just now. I respectfully acknowledge you, Director Zhen."

"Look at what she said. She's more capable than some people." The man smiled and looked her over. "But Secretary Wen has to drink three glasses of wine as punishment."

Of course Li Qicheng heard that he was making a veiled attack and his face turned dark.

Years ago, Changxin Technology was still a small follower of his company, but relying on its improved status by associating with Dongyang, it now dares to directly challenge the top, which means it looks down on the new president.

As the waiter opened the door again, the noisy box became quiet.

The wine glass stopped at the lips and everyone looked over.

Ming Zhenlian winked at the man and said with a smile, "I thought Mr. Xu had left."

Xu Youjing walked over with his long legs and looked over: "What's going on?"

Ming Zhenlian: "This is the director of Changxin Technology. He wants to have a drink with Secretary Wen, but Secretary Wen doesn't seem to be giving him face."

Changxin Technology.

He remembered that there was a gossiper outside who also came from this restaurant.

Li Qicheng had not expected Ming Zhenlian to be so confused. He was about to explain to Xu Youjing when he heard the man in front of him say coldly:

"You won't give me face if you don't drink?"

He looked at the man and smiled: "You are shameless. My employees have no obligation to do charity."

Straightforward and without any shame.

Even more irrefutable.

No one in the bustling box dared to speak at this moment. They watched all this with indifference and guilt, fearing that disaster would befall them.

After a dead silence, the man seemed to suddenly remember something: "Sorry, Mr. Xu, I drank too much, sorry, sorry."

"It's just a small matter, Mr. Xu, why bother—"

Without even glancing at Ming Zhenlian, who had calmed down, Xu Youjing interrupted, "Who are you apologizing to?"

"Yes, yes, yes." He said to Wen Huai hurriedly, not drinking anymore. "Secretary Wen, I'm so sorry for being so drunk just now and for any offense."

Wen Huai finally raised his eyes and looked at Xu Youjing in front of him.

From the moment he came in, or rather the entire night, she listened with her eyes downcast, supplemented what was said where appropriate, and did her work conscientiously, without a single thought other than work.

But now.

She finally couldn't help looking at him.

He was really tall, and even though he was so close to her, she had to tilt her head up a lot to see his face. She didn't dare look around because she was afraid others would notice her exaggerated movements.

The lights in the box were bright, and all the light seemed to be focused on his chin, lips, nose, eyes...

The pair of black eyes looked at her, and she quickly turned her gaze away, looking away. She even forgot to say "it's okay".

"I will consider Mr. Ming's proposal." Xu Youjing looked up and said, "You have to take good care of people too."

The aura of pressure all around him cannot be ignored.

Feeling the coolness, Wen Huai's racing heartbeat slowed down a little.

The provocation from Changxin Technology just now was directed at him, and he was helping her because he was blaming them for not giving him face.

Seeing this, Ming Zhenlian quickly softened his tone and said, "Of course I'll go to KTV. Mr. Xu, would you like to come with us?"

"I have something else to do," he said simply. "Vice President Li will accompany you."

Li Qicheng, who was eavesdropping, said, "Huh?"

Ignoring him, he patted the back of the chair next to him with his broad hand: "You two get off work."

When Wen Huai turned around, the door was already closed. Dong Chen looked over, his eyes questioning.

Since the boss had spoken, Li Qicheng had nothing to say. He waved his hand, indicating that they could leave.

...

In front of the hotel.

Dong Chen left in a taxi, and she looked down to see where her taxi was going.

At this time, a voice message popped up, it was from Mrs. Xu.

She clicked it.

"Grandma knows you'll like it. Next time, let Ajing accompany you to the jewelry store and help you choose the right one."

The wind blew her hair onto her forehead, covering her eyelashes. Wen Huai raised his hand to tuck it behind his ear. Just as he was thinking about how to respond, a black Maserati stopped in front of him.

She paused, her first reaction being that this wasn't the taxi she'd called, and subconsciously tried to move. The passenger window rolled down, and the man in the driver's seat looked over.

"Get in the car, I have something to say."

"OK."

The moment the door opened, the wind was quite strong, making her hair messy.

Wen Huai guessed what he wanted to tell him about tonight's dinner, so he tried hard to suppress the strange feeling in his heart and sat upright in the passenger seat.

After closing the car door, neither of them spoke, but heard Mrs. Xu's voice with a hint of joy:

"Xiao Ai, what are you doing? Are you watching a movie with A Jing? Then grandma won't send a message. You two can watch it slowly and then send a message to grandma after you're done."

?

Wen Huai turned the phone covering his legs over, and his eyes went dark.

I wanted to reply to my grandma, but Xu Youjing interrupted me and got in the car. I forgot to lock the screen, so I might have accidentally touched the new voice message.

"Sorry, Mr. Xu, I touched it by mistake."

He reminded, "Seat belt." Then he started the car. "What did you say?"

"Thanks grandma for the pearl earrings."

The car was stopped, he seemed.

Wen Huai blinked: "Did I say something wrong?"

The red light countdown ended and he restarted the car, "No."

He was delayed by Xi Guan's call at the time, so he only said that it was given by his grandmother, without mentioning the other meaning. He forgot that her personality would definitely make her thank the old lady.

The truth was revealed.

Thus, the deep pupils under the long eyelashes looked forward, thinking about something.

In a moment, his slender fingers lightly touched the steering wheel, and his thin lips opened slightly.

"Wen Huai, send a voice message to grandma."

Hearing him call her name again, her heart was in turmoil, but she tried to calm down and asked, "What's going on?"

She had her phone on, ready.

Xu Youjing looked ahead: "Come here."

"Hmm?" I didn't understand for a moment.

He patiently said slowly, "Follow the voice prompt and I'll speak."

"OK."

Wen Huai regretted his mistake and hurriedly did as he was told.

It was not until she extended her arm that she realized how difficult this seemingly simple action was.

Because she couldn't control her strength, her index finger brushed his chin.

Warm and soft.

Different from the sharp feeling you have seen.

A tingling sensation instantly spread from my fingers to my arms, and finally my body sat stiffly in the passenger seat.

She looked at the man, unable to hear what he said at all. Her eyes carefully traced his thin lips as they opened and closed, wondering how someone could be so beautiful... Until his lips closed, Wen Huai suddenly remembered that she had taken an online taxi!

He withdrew his hand before Xu Youjing signaled that he had finished speaking, and hurriedly found the taxi app, only to find that the driver had canceled the order a minute ago, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The man who seemed to be hesitant to speak glanced over here.

The driver's message was lying in the unread chat: [Sorry passenger, the tram is out of battery, and your phone call is out of balance so I canceled it. Sorry.]

After receiving the reply, the other party apologized again.

Wen Huai looked at the road ahead, which was the direction of her home. She remembered that he said he had something to talk to her about, and she never thought that he would also take her home.

"Mr. Xu, you said you have something to say?"

The phone screen on the car console lit up. Xu Youjing glanced at it and ignored it. He said, "Did you take the initiative to help tonight, or did Jiang Han ask you to help?"

Wen Huai: "I took the initiative to help."

"Help him today, help him tomorrow too, and it will all be you from now on?"

There were some inexplicable emotions that he didn't even notice.

Wen Huai lowered his eyes as his eyelashes trembled. He spoke again, his voice lowered by half a degree:

"Sorry, Mr. Xu, I won't do it again."

He is quick to admit his mistakes.

He took a slow breath and asked the reason.

Wen Huai was silent for a moment, then said, "Today is Valentine's Day."

Xu Youjing: “…”

"Want to go to the movies?" he asked.

She was stunned at first, then shook her head: "No need. Grandma has misunderstood that we were watching a movie. You sent a voice message using my phone to confirm it, so there is no need..." She forced herself to act.

The rest of the words were not spoken out loud, but they both understood in their hearts.

He took a moment to distract himself and look at her, and the phone on the center console lit up again.

"Please answer it for me."

"good."

With the experience from last time, Wen Huai pressed the connect button and sent the call to a safe distance without touching him.

"explain."

Xi Guan: "Didn't you say it would be soon? Why hasn't it come yet?"

Wen Huai looked down at the residential building which was getting closer and closer, thinking that he might have delayed him.

The next moment, I heard that he did not hide anything.

"Wait, I'm sending someone off."