Chapter 489: Memory is a little loose
The assistant immediately stepped forward and carried Sister Li out.
There was silence in the design department. Everyone lowered their heads and dared not speak.
They didn't expect that the president would directly fire an old employee for a newly hired supervisor.
Han Lingcui stood there, feeling mixed emotions.
She knew that Xuanyuan Pavilion was trying to help her, but making such a big fuss would only make it more difficult for her to integrate into the team.
"Thank you, President." Han Lingcui said softly, with a hint of complexity in her tone.
"You're welcome."
Xuanyuan Ge's tone softened, and seeing the fatigue in her eyes, he felt distressed.
"You've been reviewing these plans all morning? Haven't you eaten yet? I asked my secretary to order lunch. Let's go to the conference room together."
Han Lingcui wanted to refuse, but looking at Xuanyuan Ge's sincere eyes, she couldn't say it.
She nodded and followed him into the conference room.
In the conference room, the secretary had already prepared two lunches, both of her favorite flavors.
Han Lingcui was a little surprised, "How do you know I like to eat these?"
"I told you before, we knew each other before."
Han Lingcui was stunned.
That’s true.
Xuanyuan Ge also said that he had that kind of relationship with her.
But she really didn't believe it.
Because she is just an ordinary girl and can never be considered a member of a top family like the Xuanyuan family.
Xuanyuan Pavilion said that just because he wanted to take advantage of her identity or her abilities.
If she really believed it, she would be really stupid!
The two of them ate quietly, occasionally chatting about work.
Han Lingcui discovered that although Xuanyuan Ge was the president, he was very knowledgeable about the design industry. He could talk about the latest design trends and the characteristics of various materials in detail.
"You know quite a bit about design," Han Lingcui couldn't help but say.
“I’ve had some contact with it before.”
Xuanyuan Ge smiled, a trace of nostalgia flashing in his eyes, "I used to have a friend who was also a designer, and he often talked to me about this."
Han Lingcui didn't notice the strangeness in his tone and just nodded.
She remembered the vague "memory" in her mind and couldn't help asking.
"President, when I was working in the company before, did I often discuss design with you?"
Xuanyuan Ge paused for a moment, looked up at her, with a barely perceptible hint of expectation in his eyes.
"Yes, you used to come to my office often and talk to me about your design ideas. Back then you were... very energetic."
Han Lingcui's heart moved, and some vague images seemed to flash through his mind.
She sat in the office, discussing design with a vague figure, and the sunlight was so warm.
But she couldn't recall any more details and could only shake her head helplessly, "I can't remember clearly."
The expectation in Xuanyuan Ge's eyes dimmed, but he still said gently: "It's okay, think about it slowly, there's no rush."
After lunch, Han Lingcui returned to his workstation.
She found that the way her colleagues looked at her had changed. It was no longer the suspicion and rejection before, but a little more awe.
Although no one still took the initiative to talk to her, at least no one would deliberately make things difficult for her.
In the following days, Han Lingcui focused more on his work.
The commercial projects she was responsible for progressed smoothly and her design plans were highly recognized by clients.
Xuanyuan Ge also often sought to be alone with her in the name of "discussing work".
Sometimes we talk about design in the office, and sometimes we discuss project details in the cafe downstairs from the company.
Every time they get along, Xuanyuan Ge is extra careful.
He didn't dare to mention too much about the past for fear of irritating her, so he could only silently pay attention to her needs.
Her computer mouse wasn't working properly, so the next day there was a new graphics tablet on her desk.
She would casually say that she liked the desserts from a certain store, and then her secretary would deliver the desserts to her workstation in the afternoon.
If she worked overtime late, he would "just happen" to work overtime too, and then drive her home, but he would only drive her to the downstairs of her apartment and watch her go upstairs before leaving.
Han Lingcui is not a fool, she can feel the specialness of Xuanyuan Pavilion towards her.
But she always felt that this special treatment was due to her "strong working ability" and was the boss's "special care" for outstanding employees.
She even secretly thought in her heart that although President Xuanyuan was stupid and had a lot of money, he was indeed a good boss. He was not only generous to his employees, but also very considerate to his subordinates.
That night, Han Lingcui worked overtime until very late again.
She stretched, packed her things and prepared to leave, but found that there was no one in the office.
She walked to the elevator and pressed the down button, but found that the elevator was broken.
"Why am I so unlucky?" Han Lingcui frowned and could only turn around and walk towards the stairwell.
There was no light in the stairwell, only the dim glow of the emergency light, which was eerie. She was a little scared and couldn't help but quicken her pace.
Just then, footsteps were heard behind me.
Han Lingcui's heart tightened and he turned around suddenly, only to see Xuanyuan Ge walking towards him quickly with a mobile phone flashlight.
"Why haven't you left yet?" Xuanyuan Ge's voice was filled with a hint of worry.
"The elevator's broken. I'll take the stairs." Han Lingcui breathed a sigh of relief. "Why are you still in the company?"
"Just finished processing the documents."
Xuanyuan Ge walked up to her and used the flashlight on his phone to illuminate the road ahead, "I'll take you down."
The two walked side by side in the stairwell, with only the sounds of footsteps and breathing.
The emergency light was dim, and Xuanyuan Pavilion's profile appeared particularly soft in the light and shadow.
Han Lingcui looked at his profile and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if she had seen him countless times somewhere.
"President, could it be that you've made a mistake? Maybe I'm not the person you should take care of?" Han Lingcui couldn't help but ask.
Xuanyuan Ge paused and turned to look at her.
The flashlight shone on her face, and I could see the confusion and seriousness in her eyes.
He was silent for a few seconds and then spoke softly.
"You are a very important person in my heart, there is no mistake."
"A very important person?" Han Lingcui was stunned.
"Yeah." Xuanyuan Ge's voice was low, with a barely perceptible bitterness.
Han Lingcui felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, as if he had been stabbed by something.
She looked at the sadness in Xuanyuan Ge's eyes and felt a little reluctant.
My heart skipped a beat, as if something exploded in my mind.
She remembered the paternity test, Xunxun's voice, and what Xuanyuan Ge had said before, "We are husband and wife."
These images overlapped with the Xuanyuan Pavilion in front of her, causing her head to start hurting again.
"I feel a little uncomfortable, so I'll leave first." Han Lingcui covered his head and walked downstairs quickly.
Xuanyuan Ge immediately followed and held her arm.
"Be careful, I'll help you."
His palm was warm and strong, and the moment it touched her arm, a familiar feeling came over her.
Han Lingcui's body stiffened for a moment, but she did not push him away.
The two walked downstairs in silence.
Xuanyuan Ge drove her back to the apartment. When they got downstairs, Han Lingcui unbuckled her seat belt but did not get out of the car immediately.
"President, thank you for sending me back." Han Lingcui said softly.
"You're welcome."
Xuanyuan Ge looked at her and said, "If you still feel uncomfortable tomorrow, take a day off to rest. There is no rush for work."
Han Lingcui nodded, opened the car door and got out.
She walked downstairs to the apartment building and looked back.
The black car was still parked there, with its headlights on, as if lighting the way home for her.
Her heart warmed and she turned and walked into the apartment building.
Xuanyuan Ge watched her figure disappear at the entrance of the corridor before slowly starting the car and leaving.
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