A pleasingly plump secretary vs. a cold, abstinent boss.
This is a story where the seemingly dominant person in control of the entire situation ultimately gets pulled down from their pedestal...
Chapter 46 Thank you for not hating me?
"Yes, yes." She immediately rummaged through her bag and took out the phone.
The call was from her mother. Looking at the note, she suddenly had no thoughts in her mind and her finger reflexively pressed the answer button.
She regretted it as soon as the call was connected.
She didn't want to answer it. She didn't want to reveal her terrible family relationship in front of Meng Han.
But she had been controlled too much by her mother over the years, and she didn't dare to hang up her phone at all. It had become a subconscious behavior that she had to pick up the phone immediately the moment her mother called.
"Why haven't you come back yet!" A sharp female voice came from the receiver.
The carriage was so quiet, so quiet that even without the loudspeaker turned on, Yu Ma's voice could be heard clearly.
"What kind of crappy class is this? Why are you wearing makeup and a dress for an annual party? Are you going to eat or just drink with friends?"
Yu Ma's voice continued to be heard. Yu Huan pressed the volume button in panic, and his hands shook several times. By the time he turned down the volume, all the unpleasant words had already come out.
Meng Han must have heard it.
She was panicked, anxious, and confused. Suddenly, she felt angry and hung up the phone before her mother hung up for the first time in many years.
"I'm on my way back!" After saying that, she hung up the phone without caring what the other party replied, and then turned it off immediately.
She knew her mother's temper too well. After she hung up the phone, she would definitely call her and scold her until she calmed down.
Turning off the phone was the best option. Although she would face another disaster when she returned, the current situation made her feel even more embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Meng, I...my mom..." She opened her mouth to explain. She wanted to tell Meng Han that her mom didn't mean that. But she didn't know what to say.
Her mother said such harsh words that she had no chance to make amends.
The frustration surged like a tide, drowning her completely, and tears suddenly flowed down her face. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."
She apologized helplessly, and she didn't know what else to say except apologize.
The person in front didn't say anything, and the only sound in the car was her sobbing, which made her feel even more uncomfortable.
He doesn't even want to pay attention to her. Does he completely hate her?
As this thought emerged in my mind, my chest felt stuffy and blocked, and my tears flowed even more violently.
I don't know when the car stopped, and a hand stretched out from the front with a tissue in it.
"Stop crying and dry your tears."
Yu Huan immediately stopped crying, took his hand from her fingertips, and quickly wiped the tears from her face, fearing that if she was a little slower, he would ignore her again.
After wiping her tears, she leaned forward slightly and reported to him in a flattering tone, "I've wiped them dry."
Meng Han was originally looking at her sideways. Now that she moved closer, the light from the street lamp outside the window shone on her face, allowing him to see her more clearly.
"Very good." He affirmed.
Yu Huan's panic was instantly soothed by these two words. Her heart felt warm and her eyes turned red and she wanted to cry.
"Don't cry." He gave the order again.
Yu Huan sniffed and held back her tears, "I won't cry."
"Why were you crying just now?" he asked her.
When this question was mentioned, Yu Huan felt a little aggrieved again. With droopy eyebrows, he whispered, "I thought you hated me."
"Where did you come to this conclusion?"
Unlike Yu Huan's rich emotional expressions, his face remained calm and his voice was flat and level.
Just as the outside world had rumored that he was a cold and aloof person, he did not get involved in Yu Huan's embarrassing incident.
But it was his calm behavior that made Yu Huan feel at ease.
Those words that are difficult to say don't seem so difficult to say anymore.
"Because what my mother said was very unpleasant."
Meng Han nodded, acknowledging her honesty, and then said, "Those were her words. They have nothing to do with you. I won't take my anger out on you."
"But you ignored me just now. I apologized to you but you didn't say anything!" She complained, forgetting even the honorifics.
Meng Han looked at her. The difference in their heights meant that even when they were sitting, one was looking down at her while the other was looking up at her.
It is clear at a glance who occupies the dominant position.
"You?" Meng Han singled out this word.
Meng Han is not a fussy person and would not care about the words used by a subordinate. Moreover, in the workplace today, there are not many people like her who abide by the rules honestly.
But he loves hearing her talk about you.
Yu Huan realized his mistake and apologized immediately, "I'm sorry, it's you, you!"
The corners of Meng Han's mouth curled up slightly, and in a fleeting moment, he began to explain to her.
"I ignored you just now because I was looking for a parking space."
After hearing this answer, Yu Huan realized that the other party was not ignoring her because he was angry, nor did he hate her. She felt relieved. All the complicated emotions just now disappeared, leaving only joy.
Very happy, she is very happy.
This kind of happiness became even more intense after being fermented by the alcohol in her mind, and those cheerful emotions emerged from her body like bubbles.
"Thank you, Mr. Meng."
Meng Han was puzzled by this thank you, "I didn't do anything, why are you thanking me?"
Yu Huan didn't know what she was thanking him for, she only knew that she was very excited and happy. And this intense happiness was brought to her by him.
She thought she should thank him.
"Thank you for not hating me."
"I have no reason to hate you." Meng Han looked at her and said this with extreme seriousness, even emphasizing his tone.
"You have always done an excellent job as a secretary."
Yu Huan was greatly satisfied after receiving affirmation again.
"Then I would also like to thank you for your affirmation." She looked up at Meng Han and spoke very seriously.
The two people's eyes looked at each other, intertwined.
Perhaps the happiness in Yu Huan's eyes was too much, which infected Meng Han as well. He lowered his eyes and smiled.
This was the first time Yu Huan heard Meng Han laugh.
His voice was naturally cold, and he spoke with almost no emotion, just like a mountain spring flowing under a glacier, with a hint of indifference and coolness.
But at this moment, this low laugh fell into Yu Huan's ears, so hot that it melted her reason into a pool of water, and then boiled the water.
The thoughts that had been suppressed before came roaring back again.
My mind was filled with only one thought.
She wanted to be close to him, to stand beside him, not as a subordinate, not as a secretary, but in a more intimate relationship.
"I..."
She looked into his eyes and asked him, "I know your secret and want to enter your world."