Why Does My Boss Treat Me This Way?

When Guan Mi was framed and fired from her company, a torrential rain poured down. She crouched on the street, clutching her backpack, about to call her boyfriend, when a black Maybach suddenly sto...

Chapter 28 Chapter 28 "Move in"

Chapter 28 Chapter 28 "Move in"

"They'll find out sooner or later."

The man opposite said lightly.

Guan Mi couldn't help but ask: "What is the meaning of them knowing?"

She knew very well that with her and Shen Yanfeng's current unclear relationship, it was impossible for them to meet the parents.

Even if there are some changes in this relationship one day in the future, it will still not happen.

Was a wealthy family like the Shen family any easier to deal with than the Wen family? In the end, she had merely moved to a new location, being scrutinized by familiar, scrutinizing eyes. She would still be placed in a position where she would never receive true respect.

Shen Yanfeng silently watched Guan Mi's slightly furrowed brows, and suddenly raised his lips and smiled.

Just then, the waiter brought the appetizers. He naturally stood up, took the tray, and sat down next to Guan Mi.

He carefully arranged the side dishes, picked up his chopsticks, and slowly put a few items into her bowl.

Guan Mi involuntarily tensed his body and looked at him warily.

I don't know why he suddenly laughed or did all this.

Chen Yanfeng didn't care about her wary look at all. He continued with his movements and said slowly and gently, "It has very important meaning. I can promise you that I will keep it secret from everyone for the time being."

He turned his head and looked into her eyes: "But one day, they will all know--"

Guan Mi opened his mouth reflexively: "Know what?"

He put down his chopsticks, turned to face her, and said word by word in a tone so calm it was chilling, "I know you're mine. We'll be together, in this life and the next."

As soon as he finished speaking, a warm and soft palm placed on his forehead.

He paused.

This seemed to be the first time Guan Mi took the initiative to touch him.

Guan Mi quickly retracted his bold hand, pursed his lips, and looked at him seriously: "You don't have a fever, are you really crazy? Boss, do you need me to make an appointment for you right away?"

"Okay, let's go to the hospital." Chen Yanfeng looked at her sudden lively expression, smiled, and then continued, "Which department should I go to for frigidity?"

Guan Mi choked and changed the subject abruptly: "You have to go back to the old house tonight, right?"

"Yeah." He responded lightly.

It is estimated that at this moment, someone has been "waiting" for him downstairs in his residence for a long time.

"Good luck." She didn't gloat.

Shen Yanfeng chuckled when he heard this: “Since Secretary Guan has spoken, then it must be good luck.”

Guan Mi knew very well that Shen Yanfeng's unauthorized cancellation of the engagement was an insult to the Gao family on the surface, but in fact it touched upon the rules and dignity of the Shen family itself.

The Shen family is a powerful family with deep roots, and the Gao family can hardly compare. The key to this matter is not how outsiders view it, but that Shen Minyan, who is in a high position and has a strong desire for control, will never tolerate anyone shaking the order he has set, even if that person is his son.

However, Guan Mi forgot that if Shen Yanfeng was really afraid of Shen Minyan, he would not have insisted on studying abroad, let alone refused the political career path that had been arranged for him long ago, and pursued his own career alone outside.

She also didn't know that this home that was envied by outsiders was exactly the shackles that he was most unwilling to be bound by.

On the way back, Guan Mi did not sit in the passenger seat. It was Chen Yanfeng who did not allow her to sit there. I wonder what he was planning.

When she was almost downstairs, she looked at her watch and saw that it was almost half past nine.

Her mind never stopped thinking about it all the way.

She has been helping Shen Yanfeng find a solution.

Since the cancellation of the engagement is a foregone conclusion, regardless of anything else, just because she is his secretary, she has to think for him how to get through this hurdle with ease tonight.

Unfortunately, after thinking about it, I still can’t find a solution.

Her little cleverness and tricks were nothing but child's play in front of those people.

When she realized that the car had stopped downstairs, the man in the driver's seat pushed the door and got out. She picked up her bag and was about to reach out to open the door, but Shen Yanfeng had already walked around to her side, opened the door first, and then quickly leaned over and got in.

She thought she would be pushed aside, but she didn't expect Shen Yanfeng to move quickly and steadily. Before she could react, he pulled her over and she fell on his lap.

She let out a small cry of surprise, her bag falling on the mat, her hands half raised, not knowing where to put them.

Chen Yanfeng felt that she was not sitting close enough, so he picked up her bag with one hand and put his other arm around her waist. With a little force, he brought her from his lap to him, letting her soft body completely sink into his arms.

He loved this kind of intimate distance very much, as if he would be addicted to it after experiencing it once, and as long as he got close to her, all the anger and boredom in his heart would disappear.

He lowered his head and buried his face deep in her neck and shoulder, breathing deeply as if seeking comfort.

Guan Mi has a fragrant body scent, a very clean and fresh body scent.

In the past, whenever she came into his office to report on her work, that scent would linger in the air. He got used to it unconsciously and rarely went to the lounge during lunch break. He would just lean back in his office chair and take a nap while smelling the fragrance.

There were too many such unconscious moments. It turned out that he had been infatuated with her for a long time, but he had never noticed it before.

Guan Mi lowered his eyes and looked at his head resting on his shoulder, feeling a little helpless for a moment.

Chen Yanfeng at this moment was completely different from the one he was last night. His movements were slow and restrained, and his warm breath brushed against her neck, bringing a slight tingling sensation.

She clenched her fists and was about to quietly hold on to the back of the chair to support herself when she heard his low, hoarse voice: "Hold me."

The voice was slower than usual, mixed with a hint of barely perceptible fatigue, which inexplicably changed the atmosphere in the car.

Guan Mi's stiff body relaxed slightly. After hesitating for a moment, he raised his arm and gently put it around his shoulders.

Feeling her movements, he hugged her tighter.

The two of them just hugged each other quietly in the carriage, leaning against each other.

However, this tranquility was soon broken by the sudden ringing of a cell phone.

It was Guan Mi's cell phone. Shao Xin's secretary Wen Siyi called and asked her if she had returned.

The implication is that he knows her whereabouts over the past two days.

She looked at the man who was still holding her and whispered, "I'm back."

Wen Siyi then asked, "Have you separated from Mr. Shen? He has to go back to the old house tonight."

"I'll contact him." There was a hint of guilt in Guan Mi's voice.

Suddenly, Shao Xin's voice came from the other end of the phone, and then it became clear: "Secretary Guan, come over now."

Guan Mi's heart suddenly tightened, and he was so nervous that he didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Shen Yanfeng reached out to take the phone, but she dodged him.

Fortunately, Shao Xin returned the phone to Secretary Wen after he finished speaking.

Secretary Wen lowered his voice and said to Guan Mi, "Maybe they're asking if you know about your boss breaking off the engagement. You'd better come. If neither of you shows up tonight, the matter might spread to Sanya."

Secretary Wen's words made Guan Mi feel a little relieved.

She had just thought that Shao Xin had already noticed her relationship with Shen Yanfeng.

"Go back and rest, and go to work as usual tomorrow morning." After hanging up the phone, Shen Yanfeng said to her calmly.

She thought for a moment and said, "I'll go with you."

Shen Yanfeng leaned back in his chair, raised his hand to tidy up the messy hair on her forehead, and said nonchalantly: "No, this is not a good thing."

Guan Mi didn't insist anymore, picked up his things and got out of the car quietly.

Shen Yanfeng watched her walk into the building until the door was completely closed, then turned back to the car.

When he reached the third floor, Guan Mi stopped and looked downstairs.

Shen Yanfeng's car was still parked there, with white smoke rising from the direction of the driver's seat.

She sighed silently, then turned around and continued walking upstairs.

Not long after, Shen Yanfeng's car passed through the quiet and spacious alley and stopped in front of the vermilion lacquer gate.

The guard in military uniform stepped forward quickly, stood at attention and saluted after confirming the license plate, and the heavy door slowly opened.

Shao Xin stood in the middle of the courtyard. She was wearing a black silk cheongsam with a cashmere shawl draped over her shoulders.

She had just finished a dinner with her daughter not long ago, and there was a hint of fatigue between her brows.

She had been living at the Shao family's house recently, as it was more convenient for her to handle the group's affairs there. She hadn't planned to come back tonight. She and Shen Minyan hadn't seen each other for almost half a month because of their previous unpleasantness. As soon as the banquet ended tonight, Shen Minyan's driver was already waiting outside the door.

This political and business marriage has been going on for nearly thirty years. Except for the first few years, when both of them were young and had no feelings for each other, they were passionate about each other's bodies. After giving birth to a pair of twins, she unexpectedly became pregnant with Shen Yanfeng.

Later, Shen Minyan went for a vasectomy, but things suddenly turned cold between the two of them.

She had a strong personality and gradually couldn't stand his paranoid dominance, so they were in a cold war for a while.

Later, apart from necessary communication, the only thing left was the instinctive needs of the body in the dead of night. Only in those moments of sweat and panting could one briefly feel the other person's true presence and confirm that this marriage was still going on.

Zhen Sui's eyes lit up when she saw the man coming in. She glanced at Shao Xin who was silent beside her, thinking that she hadn't seen Shen Yanfeng, and quickly reminded her: "Madam, the Third Young Master is back."

Then, she happily greeted the approaching man, "Third Master."

Chen Yanfeng nodded slightly, his eyes falling on Shao Xin's emotionless face, "Where's Dad?"

"The study." Shao Xin said calmly. She didn't intend to intervene in this matter. The cancellation of the engagement was irreversible, and the Gao family didn't pursue it too much. Now it was just a father's decision to punish his son for disobeying him again.

But why didn’t Guan Mi come?

She was to blame for this matter. As Shen Yanfeng's personal secretary, she couldn't have been unaware of the meeting with Gao Qi that day, but she didn't report anything to her.

At this time, Shen Xiayu came out of the study in high heels. When she saw Shen Yanfeng, she said, "Be prepared. I just pissed him off."

"What did you do?" Shen Yanfeng asked with interest.

"Change your surname." Shen Xiayu raised his chin proudly, "Please call me Shao Xiayu from now on."

The future heir to the Shaw Group would be Shen Xiayu, but they wouldn't tolerate anyone with a different surname taking over. After discussing it with Shao Xin, she decided to take her mother's surname. Since she wasn't involved in politics anyway, keeping the Shen surname would only restrict her.

Shen Yanfeng raised his eyebrows and smiled, giving her a thumbs up, "As expected of the second sister."

"I was about to say you're worthy of being called Chen Yanfeng," Chen Xiayu said, "You broke off the engagement without a word. Do you really not take the person in question seriously?"

Shao Xin interrupted them: "Go in first, he has been waiting for you for a long time."

Shen Xiayu patted Shen Yanfeng's shoulder and said as he walked towards the room, "May you be blessed, Third Young Master."

"Why didn't Secretary Guan come?" Shao Xin suddenly asked before Shen Yanfeng entered.

Chen Yanfeng paused, turned sideways and looked back, the corners of his lips raised in a half-smile, "Boss Shao, are you planning to fire Secretary Wen? Why do you always like to order Guan Mi around? She doesn't take a salary from Shao's. If she didn't respect you, she would have ignored this kind of job that only requires work and no benefits."

Shao Xin didn't get angry when he heard this. He just glanced at him calmly and said, "You are very protective of your shortcomings."

The curve of Shen Yanfeng's lips remained unchanged as he raised his hand and knocked on the heavy mahogany door of the study.

"Enter."

He pushed the door open and walked in. In the study, only a table lamp on the Huanghuali desk was on. Shen Minyan was sitting in the wide chair in the shadow, playing with a warm jade Pixiu in his hand. The embers of the cigar flickered in the ashtray, and the air was filled with invisible pressure.

"Dad." Shen Yanfeng closed the door with his backhand and walked past the intersection of light and shadow.

"Go to the living room and kneel down." Shen Minyan's voice came from the shadows, steady and cold, without a trace of ripples.

Shen Yanfeng paused, "How long will you kneel?"

"Kneel until you truly understand that every decision you make affects the reputation of the entire family."

Shen Yanfeng chuckled lightly, then turned and walked out.

Zhen Sui looked at Chen Yanfeng in astonishment as he knelt down in the middle of the living room with a plop. She walked over and said timidly, "Third Young Master..."

Chen Yanfeng didn't look at her, staring at the vigorous and powerful plaque "Upright and Open" on the wall, "It's late, go get some rest."

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Guan Mi was not in Beijing these days. On Monday morning, she was sent on a business trip to Chongqing by Vice President Mai to coordinate an urgent matter for a project that was being filmed there.

She traveled around the local area for two days and caught a heat cold after returning. She really didn't expect Chongqing to be so hot in October.

After get off work, she went to the hospital for an IV drip. It was almost half past nine when she finished. The effect was immediate and she felt much more relaxed.

After coming out of the subway exit, I bought two meat floss rice balls for dinner at the convenience store I often go to.

She didn't go back to her rented apartment immediately. Instead, she sat on a chair in front of the convenience store and ate a slightly cold rice ball in small bites.

The dead leaves on the street were swirling in the wind, rising and falling under the street lights.

A few leaves brushed past the edges of her shoes and were then carried away by the wind to who knows where.

She looked at the dim street and suddenly felt a little cold, so she wrapped her coat tighter.

When Aunt Li called, Guan Mi knew that Shen Yanfeng, who had not been heard from for a few days, had finally made a move.

It’s not that she didn’t contact him. She tried calling, WeChat, and emailing him because they needed to discuss work, but he didn’t reply to any of them, and the emails showed as unread.

She guessed that he might be locked up at home, but she didn't expect that he would kneel in the living room for three days and three nights.

What's even more incredible is that he never bowed his head to admit his mistakes during these three days. If Shao Xin hadn't come forward to persuade Shen Minyan, it's unknown how long he would have to kneel down.

Aunt Li said that the housekeeper of the old house contacted her and asked her to find someone to pick up Shen Yanfeng. Special Assistant Liu was on vacation, and the only person she could think of was Guan Mi.

"They said you don't have to drive there. You can just go there and a driver will bring you back. I made some soup for you. Remember to drink it when you get back."

"good."

Guan Mi packed up the uneaten rice balls and put them in his bag, then walked towards the subway entrance. Fortunately, he caught the last subway.

When she arrived at the door of the Shen family's old house, the guard carefully checked her bag before letting her in.

The courtyard was quiet, and only the girl named Zhensui was seen guarding the door of Shen Yanfeng's room.

"Secretary Guan!" Zhen Sui hurried forward. Seeing Guan Mi's slightly disheveled hair, she couldn't help but raise her hand to help her tidy it up. "You're finally here. The Third Young Master is waiting for you inside."

Guan Mi didn't rush in, "How is he?"

"The doctor came to see him and said there's nothing serious, but he won't be able to walk for the time being. The Third Young Master didn't want to stay here and insisted on returning to his own residence after the examination."

"I'll go in and take a look. Could you please ask the driver to get the car ready for me?"

"good."

Guan Mi knocked lightly on the door and pushed it open after hearing a response.

Shen Yanfeng sat in a wheelchair, holding a book in his hand. His face was very pale, but only his deep eyes were still bright. Otherwise, he really looked like a handsome vampire walking out of a comic book.

She didn't dare close the door, so she left it half open so that she would appear more normal.

The person in the wheelchair didn't say anything, just stared at her.

She stood there, her eyes fixed on his blanket-covered legs, with mixed feelings: "Are you okay?"

"Well, thanks to you wishing me good luck that day," Shen Yanfeng said with a smile in his eyes, putting the book on the table casually, "My legs are not broken."

Then he stretched out his hand towards her and said, "Stand closer, there's no one else home."

Despite saying so, Guan Mi still cautiously glanced outside. Zhen Sui hadn't returned yet. She quickly moved over, and just as she was standing, he grabbed her hand.

At this moment, the thin blanket on his knees slipped quietly.

Guan Mi gasped. He was not wearing trousers. Although his knees were treated with medicine, they were still covered with dark purple and blue bruises. The swollen skin looked extremely scary under the light.

Chen Yanfeng, however, seemed unaware. He lowered his head slightly, took her hand in his palm, and gently stroked her skin with his fingertips: "Have you thought about me these days?"

Guan Mi pursed his lips silently, his gaze moving from the top of his black hair to his tall nose bridge, and finally fixed on his scarred knees.

He still didn't look at her, "Mimi, why aren't you talking?"

She opened her mouth, her voice slightly hoarse: "I thought about it."

"Hmm?" He raised his head. "When will you think of it? What will you think of it?"

She bent down to pick up the blanket. "I think about it while I'm working, wondering why you don't answer my emails."

At this moment, several hurried footsteps were suddenly heard in the corridor.

It should be Zhen Sui who brought people here.

Guan Mi subconsciously wanted to pull his hand back, but Shen Yanfeng still held it tightly.

Her heart was beating fast and she looked at him with wide eyes.

The corners of Shen Yanfeng's lips slightly raised, and his voice was very low: "Don't be so honest in the future."

Just as Zhen Sui's figure was about to pass by the window, Guan Mi's hand, which was slightly sweaty, was finally released.

She forced herself to remain calm, bent over to pick up the blanket, and covered only his thighs.

Zhen Sui didn't notice anything unusual. After she and the housekeeper sent Chen Yanfeng to the car, she stood at the door and watched the car drive away reluctantly.

"Uncle Yang," she couldn't help but ask, "Have you arranged for someone to take care of the Third Young Master? I heard that he only has a live-in nanny there. Now that his legs are not convenient, and he has some personal matters... he needs someone capable to take care of it."

Uncle Yang shook his head: "The Third Young Master insisted that it was not necessary, so I did not arrange for anyone to go with him."

Guan Mi was also thinking about this, so when he poured water for Chen Yanfeng at the bar and handed it to him, he asked, "Do you need me to find someone to take care of you?"

"No need." Shen Yanfeng took the water and glanced at her, "You can move in and live here these few days."

He knew without even looking what kind of expression Guan Mi would have when he heard this. He didn't pay much attention to it. After drinking the water, he steered the electric wheelchair towards Becky, raised his hand and patted the armrest, signaling it to jump up.

After a while, Guan Mi walked over and stopped in front of the wheelchair. "I think it would be better to find someone with experience."

"No." Shen Yanfeng gently stroked Becky's furry head and looked at her, "I need you."

"You can treat this as your rental property, everything will remain the same. And I will pay you a high nursing fee."

"Do you want to go back and pack your things yourself, or should I have someone contact your roommate now?"

Guan Mi's eyelids twitched, and he whispered, "I myself."

"Can you tell me how many days it will be?" she had to ask clearly.

Shen Yanfeng said calmly: "I can't answer you now."

He picked up the car keys on the coffee table and said, "My place is not as scary as you think. At least it's close to the company, right?"

Guan Mi couldn't help but retort: ​​"That's the only advantage."

The man who handed her the car keys smiled and said, "Drive slowly and pay attention. I'll wait for you here. Don't be too late, or someone will come to help you clean up."

Guan Mi knew that this man really didn't give her any room to refuse, so she could only take the key.

The familiar helplessness after being threatened surged into my heart.

She silently comforted herself that Shen Yanfeng had difficulty walking and would not do anything to her.

Furthermore, if you think about it carefully, she doesn't seem to be completely innocent in this incident.

After returning, Guan Mi simply packed a few sets of clothes and daily necessities into his backpack.

Yu Tongtong came out of the room and saw that the door of the next room was open and Guan Mi was packing his luggage. He leaned against the door and asked, "Are you going on a business trip again?"

"No," Guan Mi zipped up his backpack, "I've been busy lately, so I plan to stay at the company for a few days."

"You're really trying hard," Yu Tongtong sighed, "but you still have to take care of your health."

Guan Mi picked up his backpack and walked to the door, turned off the lights and locked the door, saying, "There's still some fruit in the refrigerator. Please help me eat it so it doesn't go bad."

“You can take it to the company.”

She shook her head and was about to speak when her phone rang with a WeChat notification tone. It was a message from Shen Yanfeng: [Are you leaving soon?]

She quickly replied, "Almost there," and threw her phone into her bag. "I'm too lazy to take it. You guys eat. I'm leaving now."

Yu Tongtong watched the door close, feeling somewhat puzzled. Didn't Guan Mi say he was resigning earlier? Why did he suddenly act like he was ready to dedicate himself to the company?

Guan Mi's room was right next to Shen Yanfeng's. It was fully equipped with everything, even a landline phone.

Does it mean that whenever this phone rings, it means that Shen Yanfeng needs her?

"Are you satisfied with the room?" Shen Yanfeng's voice suddenly came from behind.

She put down her backpack, turned around, and looked at his slightly haggard face. "Do you need me to help you with anything now?"

"Hmm..." Shen Yanfeng rested one hand on the wheelchair armrest, slightly supporting his chin, pretending to think seriously, "I have to take a shower."

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