Chapter 280 If you can't find an excuse, just say you're not feeling well.

This was the first time Yan Kui had heard Xiao Tian call her that.

The surrounding employees, seeing Assistant Tian's panicked and disorganized state, and considering the way she had been addressed earlier, were taken aback.

Could it be... President Wei's wife?

The man in the shirt stopped howling at this point. Who was Assistant Tian? Even his cousin would bow and scrape before him.

The security captain, being the most perceptive, immediately took two steps back: "Assistant Tian, ​​what is this...?"

Yan Kui looked fine at the moment, except that her bangs were a little messy and her right palm was red.

Xiao Tian, ​​a very authoritative figure in the company, had lost his usual gentle smile and bent down to ask in a low voice, "Madam, let me take you upstairs first. President Wei's meeting is expected to end in five minutes, so I'll handle things here."

The crowd's suspicions were confirmed, and the man in the shirt felt a chill run down his spine. If what he thought was true...

"I called an ambulance for the man across the street, and I'll pay for it. Also, please tell me how much the potted plant cost. I'm very sorry for disturbing everyone's work."

"No, no..." The group quickly shook their heads.

"The injured girl should also go to the hospital to get checked out; the back of your neck is very swollen."

After explaining, Yan Kui apologized to the two girls who had brought her there, amidst everyone's complicated and shocked gazes: "I'm sorry, I didn't explain it clearly to you earlier."

When Wei Yin came out of the conference room, he took off his coat, and the top two buttons of his white shirt were undone, making him look somewhat unruly.

Upon entering the office, I saw Yan Kui half-lying on the sofa, rubbing her wrists, and my brows furrowed instantly.

Why are your palms so red?

Wei Yin walked over, and her rough palms replaced her previous movements, slowly rubbing her hands.

Yan Kui's expression turned somewhat awkward, and he pretended to be ingratiating.

"Brother Yin, I have something to tell you."

Wei Yin's expression remained unchanged; it was a long time since he had heard his wife address him as "Brother Yin."

He looked up at her: "What did you do?"

Noticing this, Yan Kui smiled and narrowed her eyes.

"I just caused a huge scene at your company."

Wei Yin paused in his rubbing motion, a deep smile appearing in his eyes: "What's going on?"

Yan Kui told him everything, adding at the end, "The soil in those potted plants was a bit loose, and a lot of it spilled on me, making this piece of clothing dirty."

After Yan Kui finished speaking, she was surprised not to hear Wei Yin reply.

Her wrist was still wrapped in his hand. Yan Kui looked up at him and asked, "Are you angry?"

Wei Yin sat down next to her with a stern face, his tone somewhat imposing: "Yan Kui, I don't want to praise you for this."

"You need to understand that the other party is a grown, strong man. You might be confident you can escape, but what if you are?"

"And why didn't you call me first?"

"You're in a meeting," Yan Kui found an excuse.

"This is not an excuse."

What a tyrannical ruler!

"I couldn't hold back at the time, could I? That guy just doesn't respect women at all. I was so angry, especially since I had already planned out my route for pulling him away."

Wei Yin took a deep breath, trying to calm his tone: "You think you're very smart, don't you?"

Do you know who your husband is?

"What if the others don't help you stop him?"

"What will I do if you get hurt?"

A barrage of questions rained down on Yan Kui's head like bricks.

I can't answer that, and I have no excuse.

So I tried to comfort her: "Didn't I come to you right away? I'm not hurt, just my hands are sore and I smashed a lot of things."

Feeling pampered, Yan Kui stretched her hand into his arms again: "Rub it for me, I'm still uncomfortable."