Chapter 188
A voice suddenly rang out from among the group of employees:
"Look at Xiaoqun! President He has brought the little girl who accompanied our President Duan to the company last time upstairs to see President Duan!"
"Huh? What exactly is his relationship with our CEO Duan? How come he brought that little girl with him? Could it be..."
"Isn't that girl President Duan's sister? Maybe President He picked up the president's sister along with his son?"
He seemed a little unsure of himself when he said this, but Jiang Zhi gave him a boost while making coffee.
"How did you know? I don't remember telling you."
On the day before the holiday, Duan's company does not restrict employees' attire.
So the white sweatshirt Jiang Zhi wore today made her face look very young, like a recent college graduate.
So much so that when he speaks, he can easily make people believe him.
The man quickly waved his hand, "I guessed. Assistant Jiang is known for being extremely discreet about the president's affairs..." He couldn't help but chuckle, "...famously tight-lipped!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the others laughed along, and the gossip shifted from He Cheng to him.
Jiang Zhi had already been fighting with them for a while, and now, with her ears turning red, she retorted, "A bunch of idiots!"
Then, ignoring the collective gasp behind him—"Oh, Assistant Jiang is shy!"
He fled as if his life depended on it, carrying a cup of tea, a cup of coffee, and two glasses of milk, and went upstairs to knock on Ling Wu's office door.
“You haven’t been home for two months, and the children and I miss you very much,” He Cheng said with a sense of loss.
As Jiang Zhi entered, she abruptly interrupted, "President He, have some coffee."
"..." He Cheng ignored him.
Jiang Zhi didn't wait for him, but went straight past him and served Ling Wu a cup of tea.
Then he leaned down and spoke to the brother and sister: "If President He doesn't want to drink it, that's fine, but my nephew and niece are at the age where they are growing taller. Drinking milk will help them grow taller."
"Thank you, Uncle." He Tingyao responded sweetly, decisively abandoning He Cheng in front of Ling Wu!
Led by Jiang Zhi, they sat on a small sofa that was clearly prepared for children.
Jiang Zhi didn't forget to say something nice about Ling Wu: "The president is just too busy with work, she didn't mean to not come home."
"And even though the president is so busy, he still made sure to personally order a set of custom-made sofas for you."
Holding the milk, He Tingyao's voice was full of pride and excitement, "Mommy loves Yaoyao the most, Yaoyao knows that!"
Between her father and mother, she always chooses her mother.
And the little sofa Mom chose is really pretty!
Seeing this, Jiang Zhi stood up and winked at Ling Wu in front of He Cheng.
Amidst the increasingly chilly atmosphere in Hecheng, Jiang Zhi continued to try and win over He Tinglan, "Little nephew, won't you come and sit on the sofa that the president specially customized for you?"
He Tinglan's expression remained calm.
Just as He Cheng was looking down on it, He Tinglan decisively let go of He Cheng's hand!
Then she took the initiative to sit on the sofa, holding a glass of milk in her hand.
He simply believes that drinking milk will make him grow taller, and if he does grow taller...
Thinking of this, He Tinglan gazed at the woman in the main seat who was drinking tea. She noticed her delicate features and, upon noticing his gaze, returned a gentle smile.
He Tinglan hurriedly looked away, and the hand holding the warm milk suddenly felt a little hot.
After easily dismantling the support He Cheng had brought, Jiang Zhi sat down on another sofa and buried himself in working on documents.
After a moment, he seemed to realize He Cheng's presence and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. He, there are really no seats available. Please stand."
He Cheng didn't show it on his face, but he was filled with resentment.
But he knew he couldn't get angry, so he remained silent, only looking down forlornly with his eyelashes trembling slightly.
He looked pitiful, as if he had been publicly humiliated but wouldn't get angry. "If this makes you happy, then I'll just stand here."
He was clearly talking to Ling Wu.
Upon hearing this, Ling Wu put down her teacup. "Jiang Zhi, stop fooling around. Please, President He, take a seat."
Jiang Zhi, who was gritting her teeth, jumped up as if afraid that being a second too slow would make Ling Wu angry.
"I'm sorry, Mr. President, it was my oversight. Please don't be angry."
But before He Cheng could even feel smug, Ling Wu looked at Jiang Zhi with gentle eyes and said, "Come to my side."
Jiang Zhi paused in her self-pity for a moment, then immediately scurried over, "Yes, President!"
It turns out the coldness wasn't directed at him; it almost scared him to death.
This time, it was He Cheng's turn to freeze. The veins on the back of his hand bulged as he struggled to suppress the rising humiliation in his heart, his voice pleading: "Even if you use this method to anger me, I won't get angry because of it, Ling Wu..."
Ling Wu interrupted, "Let's keep business as it is. If President He wants to ask me some personal questions, then we can talk after I get off work."
As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Wu glanced at him sideways and, as expected, saw interest and excitement in his eyes.
In short, it was completely contrary to the emotions he expressed.
He thought to himself, "This isn't a normal person either."
The colder and more indifferent you are to him, the more eagerly he will like you.
He Cheng said, "Then I'll wait for you to get off work here."
Holding the documents in her hand, Jiang Zhi looked up and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. He, our president has a private date after get off work. You may need to wait in line."
"A date? Waiting in line?"
"Yes."
"Who are you dating?" He Cheng's eyes were cold.
Jiang Zhi said hesitantly, "Far away...but right before my eyes."
Actually, it was his mother who arranged it, but he was always able to listen in, so it's not a problem for him to say it was him.
It would be best if He Cheng could be driven to his death!
He Cheng, who seemed to be wearing a green hat, did not reply to him immediately. Instead, he said to the two siblings, "You two go inside and play first. Dad and Mom have something to say."
However, the brother and sister both turned their gazes to Ling Wu in the same way.
After receiving Lingwu's approval, the brother and sister got up and went into the inner room.
He Cheng's eyes were dark and unfathomable, yet he inexplicably felt a strange and complex emotion, but he didn't dislike it.
Every time he stepped into the Duan family, he would run into obstacles and get nowhere.
And all of this started because of his wife.
As soon as the brother and sister went inside, He Tingyao headed straight for the neatly stored Huarong Road.
Only when I found that she was exactly the same as the day she left did I feel relieved and satisfied.
During this time, no other children came to Mom's room!
And outside
"No wonder the entire Beijing entertainment circle is mocking you for not staying at your own company and instead going to another company to be a lowly assistant," He Cheng said sarcastically.
"Other companies?" Jiang Zhi blinked. "What other companies? Ling Wu's mother is my mother. I don't need to explain what that means, right?"
Jiang Zhi was a little nervous when she called Ling Wu's name for the first time.
Lingwu put down her teacup. There was no problem that Jiang Zhi's mother was now her godmother.
But He Cheng hadn't expected this. "I didn't know that mistresses could be so open about it now. When did my mother-in-law have an extra son? How come I didn't know?" He tried his best to restrain himself and keep calm.
"There's a lot you don't know. This is just the beginning," Jiang Zhi retorted calmly.
During this period, he was deeply influenced by his mother's teachings.
Back then, his mother couldn't out-argue He Cheng's mother, so she practiced hard at home for many years, and now she can verbally abuse even a cow to tears.
After thinking it over, Jiang Zhi bent down and handed the carefully reviewed document to Ling Wu, behaving himself properly without overstepping any boundaries.
From He Cheng's perspective, Jiang Zhi's actions appeared as if he was about to kiss Ling Wu.
His eyes sharpened, and he strode forward, reaching out to block the hand that was handing him the documents.
"I'm still here! How dare you do this?"
Jiang Zhi slammed the document back, her brow furrowed, her face wary. "So that's why you chose today to come! It was for this document, wasn't it?"
"..."
Realizing what had happened, He Cheng's anger vanished instantly. He explained to Ling Wu, "I'm sorry, I just thought he wanted to kiss you, so I lost my temper. The He family has already abandoned that project, and I would never do something so stupid."
But Jiang Zhi deliberately reversed the order of things: "There's always been nothing between President Duan and me! You can insult me, but you can't insult President Duan!"
"But you, Mr. He, have been surrounded by women all these years! It's true, you see others as the kind of person you are." Jiang Zhi's face was filled with anger.
He Cheng was speechless for a moment.
As the atmosphere grew tense, Ling Wu stood up and pressed Jiang Zhi's shoulder, signaling him to calm down, before turning to look at He Cheng.
Her smile was incredibly beautiful, and her eyes seemed to sparkle with starlight.
Just as He Cheng was filled with nervous anticipation, Ling Wu parted her red lips slightly:
"Let's get a divorce."
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