Chapter 45 Yao Yao, Be My Secretary
Jiang Xingyao didn't know when the call ended.
Jiang Cancan naturally wouldn't get an answer from a drunk person, and neither would Jiang Xingyao.
Jin Qingyu leaned against her, seemingly asleep, motionless. Jiang Xingyao, a little annoyed, threw him onto the sofa before taking out her phone to call Assistant Xu.
The call was answered quickly, but after hearing Jiang Xingyao's request, Assistant Xu hesitated for a long time and ultimately did not give a definite answer.
When Jiang Xingyao called again, the other end stopped answering.
Even when they tried calling again using Jin Qingyu's phone, no one answered.
With her stomach growling with hunger, Jiang Xingyao didn't have much time to think about Jin Qingyu, so she went to the kitchen to cook.
Just as the fire started, the sound of a sliding door opening came from behind. A man reeking of alcohol leaned against the doorway, his clothes loose and revealing a large expanse of his muscular chest.
He must have been woken up by the noise in the kitchen. His eyes were still a little dazed as he stared blankly at Jiang Xingyao.
"If you're awake, leave. This isn't a shelter. Mr. Jin, you should come here less often in the future," Jiang Xingyao said coldly.
Jin Qingyu didn't respond to her words, but rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen: "I'll do it."
He reached out and pushed Jiang Xingyao aside: "Our Yaoyao doesn't know how to do these things. Next time, just ask your husband to do it."
His voice was still hoarse, with a magnetic quality that defied description.
Jiang Xingyao watched as he deftly washed his hands and skillfully heated the oil in the wok, displaying the demeanor of a perfect domestic man.
But the more perfect he appears, the more Jiang Xingyao feels a stabbing pain in her heart.
This was a scene she had imagined countless times before marrying Jin Qingyu.
Throughout the entire year that she held onto hope for Jin Qingyu, the man never paid any attention to her thoughts.
And now…
When the scene she had imagined countless times finally appeared before her eyes, Jiang Xingyao felt as if she had eaten an expired candy.
It was sweet, but it made me feel really uncomfortable.
"Jin Qingyu," Jiang Xingyao said, "haven't you finished playing me?"
"Yaoyao, I've fired Jiang Cancan," Jin Qingyu said.
Jiang Xingyao already knew about this news.
Hearing him say it himself, she didn't really react much. She replied dismissively, "Oh, and then?"
Jin Qingyu said, "Whether you believe it or not, I sincerely want to apologize to you and I sincerely want to take you home."
Yao Yao, come back with me, okay? You don't like Jiang Cancan, so I fired her too. There won't be a Secretary Jiang anymore.
"If you still want to be my secretary, tomorrow, tomorrow I'll take you to complete the onboarding process."
He stared intently at Jiang Xingyao, his eyes even showing a hint of anticipation.
This was a request made by Yao Yao herself, and he has now fulfilled it.
Yao Yao should…
"Oh my, our CEO Jin has really made a huge concession. Do you think I should be grateful and pack my things to leave with you right now?"
Jin Qingyu, you're dreaming.
What makes you think that a single expired candy can erase everything at Wangshan Manor?
Get this straight, I don't want you anymore. Do you think your position as my secretary is still important to me?
"Your promises and you as a person are both expired in my eyes, Jiang Xingyao. Do you understand what I'm saying, President Jin?" Jiang Xingyao said.
Unlike last time, this time Jiang Xingyao didn't yell at him hysterically.
Having been hurt too deeply and disappointed too much, she had no more emotions left for Jin Qingyu.
“I’m not equating this with the Wangshan Manor incident,” Jin Qingyu said. “Yaoyao, come to the company with me tomorrow.”
He knew that it was almost impossible to coax Jiang Xingyao back to Xiyuan to become Mrs. Jin.
Now Yao Yao is having a big fight with him, and there are always some shameless people trying to steal him away. He doesn't feel at ease if he doesn't keep people under his nose.
Jiang Xingyao didn't know what Jin Qingyu was thinking; she just found his self-absorbed manner ridiculous.
"Don't try to make this decision for me. I find the seat Jiang Cancan sat in disgusting, and I find the people she touched equally repulsive. If you're sober, just leave," Jiang Xingyao said.
She once tried her best to get to Jin Qingyu's side, but Jin Qingyu carelessly gave all her hard work to Jiang Cancan.
Now that he's taken this position from Jiang Cancan and given it back to her, why does he think she'll still cherish it?
"It's not what you think about her, Yao Yao. You're the only woman I have. As for that secretary position, actually..."
"That's enough, I don't want to hear it," Jiang Xingyao interrupted him.
Jin Qingyu looked embarrassed and went to stir-fry the vegetables in the pan again.
A silence fell between the two.
Just then, another cell phone rang; it was Jin Qingyu's.
"Yaoyao, can you get my phone for me?" Jin Qingyu said casually.
Jiang Xingyao frowned; she had a feeling that it was Jiang Cancan calling again.
The phone kept ringing, and Jiang Xingyao still picked it up, but when she saw the name flashing on the screen, her face turned even uglier than when she received Jiang Cancan's call.
"Why would he call you?" Jiang Xingyao asked.
She walked quickly to Jin Qingyu's side and held up her phone screen in front of him.
Jin Qingyu glanced at Jiang Yuncheng.
His expression seemed a little strange as he reached out to take the phone from Jiang Xingyao's hand.
Jiang Xingyao sensed something was amiss and immediately answered the phone.
On the other end of the phone, Jiang Yuncheng's obsequious voice quickly came through: "President Jin, son-in-law, oh my, how have you been these past few days? Have you been very busy? Have you...?"
He started with a lot of preamble, and Jiang Xingyao frowned. Jiang Yuncheng was only so polite when he needed something from someone.
Jin Qingyu turned off the stove and reached out to take his phone back from Jiang Xingyao.
Jiang Xingyao avoided him.
She asked directly, "Jiang Yuncheng, what exactly are you planning to do now?"
"Yaoyao, your father-in-law just cares about you, you..."
"Don't talk, Jin Qingyu. Does he call you often? What do you two have to talk about?" Jiang Xingyao asked.
Jiang Yuncheng is shameless; he'll stop at nothing for profit.
Jiang Xingyao felt extremely uneasy at this moment.
She was worried that Jiang Yuncheng had asked Jin Qingyu for something without her knowledge.
She was afraid that her relationship with Jin Qingyu would become even more complicated.
“Yaoyao is here too. Dad was just worried about you, so I asked my son-in-law to check on you. Now that you're together, Dad is relieved.”
Jiang Yuncheng hung up the phone without giving Jiang Xingyao a chance to speak, which made Jiang Xingyao feel even stranger.
"What exactly does he want to say to you?" Jiang Xingyao asked.
"Nothing's wrong. Didn't my father-in-law just say he was concerned about us? What could possibly happen between him and me? Alright, Yaoyao, don't overthink it. Let's eat first."
As Jin Qingyu spoke, he tried to take the phone back from Jiang Xingyao's hand.
Jiang Xingyao didn't give it to her.
Despite her suspicions, she pulled up the call records between Jin Qingyu and Jiang Yuncheng.
She was shocked to see this. Since she married into the Jin family a year ago, Jiang Yuncheng had called Jin Qingyu almost every month at roughly the same time.
The calls weren't long, but Jin Qingyu answered each one.
Jiang Yuncheng never called her this frequently and punctually.
"So many calls, every month at this time, he calls to check on me?" Jiang Xingyao asked.
She found Jiang Yuncheng's nonsense laughable.
Jin Qingyu's expression flickered, and he casually took the phone from Jiang Xingyao's hand. He said, "Your father-in-law is worried about you, so he has to ask. There's nothing wrong with that. You must have been hungry for a long time. Let's eat first."
His attitude was ambiguous, and under Jiang Xingyao's suspicious gaze, he put his phone away.
Even when she had caught him and Jiang Cancan together before, Jiang Xingyao felt that he had never been as secretive as he was now.
Jiang Xingyao asked, "Did he ask you for money? How much did he ask for?"
Jiang Xingyao already had a vague idea in her mind.
Jiang Yuncheng is the kind of person who won't do anything without a reason. The reason he made so many calls to Jin Qingyu was simply for one purpose: profit.
"You're overthinking it. Let's eat," Jin Qingyu said.
He served the rice and placed it in front of Jiang Xingyao, then sat down opposite her, as if to watch her eat. But Jiang Xingyao felt that there was something else in his expression.
It's like they're in a hurry about something.
Jiang Xingyao shouldn't have interfered in his affairs, but Jiang Yuncheng's phone call just now was a thorn in her side.
“Jin Qingyu, tell me, in the year since we got married, has he been constantly asking you for money? Did you give it to him? How much?” Jiang Xingyao asked.
As she said those words, she felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on her heart.
The 500 million yuan dowry back then had already made her the subject of countless discussions by Jin Manchuan and his son, and the subject of sighs from the Jin family's side shareholders, but all of this was suppressed by the old man.
The old man said that marrying Yaoyao was the Jin family's good fortune, and it would be worth it even if it were a billion, let alone a mere five hundred million.
Jin Manchuan and his son naturally dared not openly oppose the old man, but Jiang Xingyao had heard them gossiping about her in private quite a bit.
She didn't feel she owed Jin Qingyu anything, but she couldn't ignore the exorbitant demands Jiang Yuncheng made of the Jin family.
If he were in a place he didn't know about, Jiang Yuncheng would continue to leech off Jin's blood.
Just thinking about it made Jiang Xingyao feel like she couldn't hold her head up in front of Grandpa Jin.
Back then, when she was down on her luck, she begged Grandpa Jin for help. She thought that since her maternal grandfather had died, the Jin family would not acknowledge the verbal marriage agreement. But the old man didn't say a word and sent someone to the Jiang family to propose marriage.
Even though her marriage with Jin Qingyu broke down, Jiang Xingyao's gratitude towards the old man never diminished.
Thinking about the past, Jiang Xingyao couldn't help but shed tears again.
Her heart felt heavy; the immense pressure made it hard for her to breathe.
"Why are you crying? It's not a big deal," Jin Qingyu said.
This is tantamount to an admission.
Jiang Xingyao's fingertips trembled slightly as she asked, "How much did you give him? Does Grandpa know? Does the rest of the Jin family know?"
Jiang Xingyao herself found the question somewhat laughable. The company's accounts were all clear and transparent, and if Jiang Yuncheng wanted it, it would certainly be a large sum.
If Jin Qingyu were to transfer money to him, how could the rest of the Jin family not know?
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