Chapter 15 Invitation
Knowing that this was Xuanzhe's residence, Wen Shuang took the opportunity to wash up while he went to get medicine.
Five minutes later, Xuanzhe watched Wen Shuang grinning as she applied safflower oil on her forehead, while looking at the wooden sculpture at the end of the bed. The bed was big enough for an adult to roll around on, so he couldn't figure out how Wen Shuang had bumped into it.
"It hurts, it hurts..." Wen Shuang stretched out two fingers and gently tapped her forehead twice, as if the medicine would seep into her.
Xuanzhe hated this kind of inefficient behavior the most. He leaned against the window with his arms folded and reminded, "Rub it open, otherwise it will be useless."
"It works!" Wen Shuang was in so much pain that she didn't want to move anymore, thinking that it would get better slowly.
Then a shadow fell over her head. Wen Shuang looked at Xuan Zhe's dark pupils and her heart skipped a beat: "What's wrong, Mr. Xuan?"
Xuanzhe didn't waste any words and directly took the safflower oil from his hand and poured it into his palm. Wen Shuang understood immediately when he saw this. He subconsciously ran away, but Xuanzhe grabbed it back at full speed and accurately placed his palm on his forehead, rubbing it open with force!
It is no exaggeration to say that Wen Shuang's soul almost left her body.
If the person standing in front of her wasn't Xuan Zhe, Wen Shuang would have scolded him without thinking, but it happened to be his golden thigh, so she could only swallow tons of tears. Wen Shuang's back was covered with cold sweat. The initial pain as if the top of her head was splitting passed, and her forehead was swollen and hot, but it actually eased a little bit.
"Mr. Xuan...it's okay." Wen Shuang's voice was hoarse.
Upon hearing this, Xuanzhe let go immediately, threw the safflower oil into Wen Shuang's arms, and then continued to look down at her coldly.
Wen Shuang was a smart man. After a brief moment of confusion, he knew that Xuan Zhe was waiting for an explanation as to why he had offended Li Junshan yesterday and why he had become so drunk.
"I'm not looking for Mr. Li." Wen Shuang scratched his head: "It's Mr. Lei Wenxu."
Xuanzhe: "What do you want to do with him?"
"Mr. Lei is a big shot in the domestic wine industry. I'm thinking about Xinlan..."
Before Wen Shuang could finish, Xuan Zhe's expression suddenly became unfathomable and profound, and Wen Shuang did not miss the flash of mockery in the man's eyes.
The originally harmonious atmosphere came to an abrupt end, and Wen Shuang instinctively shut up.
Does he know what he has done and what he is doing now? This is Xuanzhe's only thought. The reason why Yu Feng ended up in this situation today is not because of bad luck or lack of ability, but because he was destined to be with a villain. However, this villain has now transformed himself and wants to become Yu Feng's savior. It is really too ridiculous.
Xuanzhe is a businessman. He is suspicious of the sudden enthusiasm and help of ordinary people, not to mention that Wen Shuang is the culprit who pushed Yu Feng into the abyss. Is this acting too much? Is the sense of substitution too strong?
The conversation ended on a sour note. Xuanzhe stopped asking questions, and Wenshuang stopped talking. But before leaving, Xuanzhe said in a deep voice, "Because of you, I turned down Mr. Dilanda's invitation last night. Wenshuang, you don't have to be my translator."
The angrier Xuanzhe got, the less emotional he seemed. His tone was calm, but it made people feel cold for no reason. Wen Shuang was no exception. He lowered his head and said softly, "I know, President Xuan, don't worry, there won't be a second time."
Cao Nanyu came to pick someone up and was relieved to see that Wen Shuang was still alive.
After arriving at the company, everyone went about their own business. Wen Shuang's stomach growled with hunger, but luckily the girl sitting opposite him handed him two biscuits, which he ate. At noon, Fang Su came over, and the two sat down in the company cafeteria. Fang Su smiled and asked, "Did you have a good chat yesterday?"
"Not very likely." Wen Shuang was a little discouraged. Lei Wenxu happened to be a good friend of Li Junshan. According to Li Junshan's revengeful nature, she was afraid that this account would not be easily resolved and would be a waste of money.
"Hmm," Fang Su said doubtfully, "Really? But I asked Mr. Lei this morning, and he said he'll wait for your reply before making an assessment."
Wen Shuang was stunned by the reply. Could it be that it was those data that made Lei Wenxu willing to give him this opportunity?
Regardless of whether it was true or not, since Lei Wenxu had told Fang Su so, Wen Shuang felt that things were looking up. His eyes lit up and he nodded gently, "Yes! That's right! Mr. Lei said to give it a try. Sorry, Sister Fang, I was drunk and confused."
"I bumped my head while I was half asleep." Fang Su pointed at his forehead. "It's red and swollen."
"It's okay, it will be gone in a few days!" Wen Shuang said nonchalantly.
The original body had personally gone through Xinlan's accounts, and they were all saved in the computer. Fortunately, they had not been deleted. Wen Shuang returned home and took two hours to sort them out clearly, trying to make Lei Wenxu understand it at a glance. At around ten o'clock, she received a call from Cao Nanyu.
"Now" Wen Shuang was a little surprised and looked up at the clock on the wall. Dilanda came out to see the night view, so he had to be there.
Cao Nanyu: "I won't ask the HR department for your address anymore. I'll pick you up wherever you are."
Dilanda would definitely accompany Xuanzhe. Thinking of that expressionless icy face, Wen Shuang jumped up, gave the address, picked up her clothes and went out.
Cao Nanyu was nearby and picked up Wen Shuang five minutes later, and the two rushed to their destination.
Cao Nanyu glanced at Wen Shuang through the rearview mirror and said, "Not bad, she knows how to wear formal clothes."
"hey-hey."
Honestly, Cao Nanyu was a bit curious. Wen Shuang had a shady history, and her words and actions occasionally treaded on President Xuan's minefields, yet she had managed to stay unscathed until now. While translators from Country G were rare, finding one wasn't a problem with President Xuan's connections. Cao Nanyu felt that President Xuan had kept Wen Shuang by his side, perhaps out of a quiet, unspoken interest, like a curious object.
Wen Shuang could naturally feel what Cao Nanyu could feel. He noticed the man's occasional glances and explorations. It was normal. People were different. Xuan Zhe had a bad taste at best, but he had never done anything to hurt himself, so Wen Shuang just let it go.
Dilanda booked an open-air private room with the main theme of "ocean". Because there was transparent glass under his feet and soft light illuminated from bottom to top, he could clearly see various marine creatures swimming slowly inside, including a white shark about three meters long.
Wen Shuang didn't quite understand the preferences of these rich people. He saw Xuan Zhe and Dilanda drinking in a peaceful atmosphere from a distance, and his legs were shaking when he stepped on the glass.
Wen Shuang felt a little relieved after sitting down.
Perhaps his fear was very obvious, Dilanda smiled and asked if Wen Shuang was scared. She held the corner of the table with both hands, shook her head mechanically, and responded that she was not scared at all.
Xuanzhe might not understand this conversation, but he saw Wen Shuang shaking her head. Humph, she is still stubborn.
Dilanda inherited the talent of the G people, that is, he is not only witty and humorous, but also romantic and playful. It was already eleven o'clock, and Dilanda drank two glasses of wine, feeling a little tipsy. He clapped his hands lightly, and immediately a waiter with a violin came in, followed by several beautiful women in dresses.
Of course! Wen Shuang sighed in her heart. It seemed that Dilanda was going to choose one of them to dance.
Wen Shuang wanted to grab a handful of melon seeds and put them in front of him. He thought that people like this would look very pretty when dancing. But the next second, Dilanda stood up and extended his hand to him.
Wen Shuang: “…”
Xuanzhe: "..." When was the "secret flirting" operation completed?
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