Hypochondria
[Host, the CEO is gone!]
The system reported through monitoring, its tone tinged with a sense of exasperation.
The young lady and her bodyguard emerged from the emergency exit...
Qu Shiyao hadn't reacted much to the news of Si Cheng's departure, but upon hearing that her sugar daddy had appeared, she clicked her tongue and shook her head, offering her assessment:
"Look at our CEO Si, he single-handedly put three people in a difficult position! Even the young lady has to avoid him, his charm is truly amazing."
System: [...] No, I think you're even more amazing, managing to push the BOSS to this point.
"Ding-dong—!"
The doorbell rang.
Qu Shiyao knew who was outside the door without even thinking.
She opened the door, and sure enough, it was Su Wanwan.
"Did I disturb you? Would it be convenient for me to come in and sit down?"
Su Wanwan was wearing an exquisite dress of a different style today. Her tone sounded calm, but there was a hint of inquiry in her eyes.
"Of course it's convenient! You're most welcome!" Qu Shiyao smiled and stepped aside.
Su Wanwan gave the bodyguard behind her a look, and the latter understood, standing quietly outside the door like a gatekeeper.
Qu Shiyao didn't say anything, but simply nodded politely to Tan Zhendong and closed the door.
"Are you free? Can I ask you something?" Su Wanwan sat down on the sofa, unconsciously fiddling with a small, delicate piece of jewelry in her hand.
"Please feel free to ask me anything, Miss. I will answer to the best of my knowledge!"
Qu Shiyao sat down on the single sofa to the side, turning her body slightly towards Su Wanwan, adopting a posture of attentive listening.
Su Wanwan didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point: "Besides the well-known superior-subordinate relationship, is there any other connection between you and Si Cheng?"
She knew that Qu Shiyao could understand her subtext, and it wasn't referring to anything work-related.
"Other relationships?" Qu Shiyao tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said frankly:
"From my perspective, it's definitely just a purely professional relationship. But I can't guarantee what he thinks."
She was telling the truth. As a transmigrator, what past could she possibly have with Si Cheng, a reborn person?
"What about you?" Su Wanwan paused in her play with the jewelry, looked up at her with a questioning gaze.
"Maybe he's suffering from some kind of delusional disorder." Qu Shiyao shrugged, her skill in blaming the domineering CEO extremely adept, casually throwing a huge accusation at him.
Then she cupped her face in her hands and exclaimed:
"Sigh, perhaps my stunning beauty is too dazzling, causing him to love me but not be with me, ultimately twisting his mind so that he can only be satisfied by staging scenes of forced love?"
Su Wanwan looked at her speechlessly, her face clearly saying: Do you want to listen to the nonsense you're spouting?
"This morning, I received several anonymous text messages, along with a few pictures."
Su Wanwan stopped dwelling on the previous topic, picked up her phone, fiddled with it a few times, then put it on the table and pushed it over.
Qu Shiyao took the phone and looked down at it, while the system also glanced at it discreetly.
The text message was full of malice: "Ms. Su, please be sure to be wary of your new colleague in the office, Qu Shiyao."
"This woman is cunning and manipulative, with a history of being a mistress. She has been seen entering and leaving President Si's room late at night on multiple occasions, and she is also adept at exploiting her colleagues for personal gain..."
Several pictures are attached below.
Qu Shiyao clicked on the first image.
In the photo, the background is clearly a bar. She is standing there with a group of assistants, while Si Cheng is standing to the side wearing only a bath towel. There is also a woman sitting slumped on the ground.
The caption above the image reads: "Scheming against CEO Si's ex-girlfriend, a deeply scheming person."
"Oh, this?" Qu Shiyao said in a flat tone, almost as if she wanted to laugh.
"That day, President Si got drunk and called me, his temporary personal assistant, to pick him up. Of course, I, a naive young girl, was scared, so I gathered the assistants in the group chat to welcome President Si home together."
As she spoke, she pulled out her phone's call logs and work group chat history and handed them to Su Wanwan.
"As for that arrogant ex-girlfriend, she was hiding behind President Si and provoking us. I just took a picture of her being arrogant, and then they broke up. You can ask Jin Yuxi and the others about this; they all know the details."
She blinked, looking completely innocent.
Su Wanwan glanced at the group chat, nodded, and accepted the explanation.
Qu Shiyao then clicked on the second picture.
This is an incredibly clear photo showing her entering a room, but without capturing the people inside. The angle is intriguing and leaves much to the imagination.
"This was the last dinner of the team building event. President Si insisted on seeing how good I was at sports. I went in and gave him a friendly performance. He was very satisfied and let me out not long after."
"Jin Yuxi can testify that I'll be back soon, and the surveillance cameras in the villa's corridor should also show when I came and went." Qu Shiyao pouted, looking quite helpless.
When Su Wanwan heard those words and thought of Qu Shiyao's skills, her lips twitched involuntarily. She suspected that Qu Shiyao had beaten Si Cheng inside.
The last picture is a screenshot of various auction tasks she posted in the group, which is actually a bit hard to explain.
Qu Shiyao pondered for a moment and tried to organize her thoughts:
"Well... you know. Although President Si is a bit... well, his status is undeniable. There are always people in his office who want to take advantage of his position, or simply want to make some extra money."
"I was working part-time as a personal assistant at the time, and I thoughtfully provided these opportunities to meet everyone's needs," she said in a high-sounding manner, but the cunning in her eyes was unmistakable.
Su Wanwan strongly suspected that her main focus was simply to make money for herself.
She closed her eyes, rubbed her temples, went over the information she had received in her mind, and then opened her eyes:
"You should be able to guess who sent the message, right?"
"This person, well, he's actually somewhat related to you, Miss Su."
Qu Shiyao crossed her legs and pulled out a lollipop from somewhere, saying, "If she hadn't made room for you, you probably wouldn't have come to our assistant team."
Su Wanwan didn't say anything.
She wouldn't care who the previous assistant was, much less what happened to those minor characters.
[Host, in the original novel, Su Wanwan targeted the female lead relentlessly. Could it be that she was also instigated in this way?]
Looking at this pattern, the system finally understood why the current Su Wanwan felt different from the vicious female supporting character in the original work.
"It's possible, but the original work's provocation was definitely much more intense than this, even touching on a certain part of Su Wanwan's body. In the original work, the female lead and the domineering CEO had already developed to the stage of forced love, so the scandal is solid evidence."
“Unlike me, even if I’m alone in a room with the domineering CEO, it becomes a gladiatorial arena. I have to kill him first, so she can only use these scraps to make a fuss,” Qu Shiyao analyzed.
In order to maintain Su Wanwan's image as a brainless and vicious female supporting character, the original novel did not delve into her underlying motives.
"Okay, I think I understand now." Su Wanwan sorted out the situation and realized that she had been used as a pawn, which calmed her down.
She suddenly changed the subject: "I'm a member of the 66th floor assistant team now, aren't you going to add me to the group?"
"Huh? That group?" Qu Shiyao was taken aback. "That group is mainly used for people to chat about gossip and occasionally post tasks."
"Is that not allowed?" Su Wanwan looked at her with a wronged expression.
“Sure! Of course!” Qu Shiyao took out her phone and quickly added Su Wanwan to the group chat.
Su Wanwan leaned closer to take a look. Even though it wasn't the first time she'd glimpsed this group, she was still filled with curiosity:
"Why are they called 'A Loving Family'? Why are their nicknames all so strange? Why does Lin Weiwei's nickname seem so out of place?"
After the problem was solved, Su Wanwan suddenly had many more questions, like a curious child.
Qu Shiyao patiently rambled on, one by one:
"As for the group name, as the saying goes, you make up for what you lack. When I first arrived at the 66th floor, they gave me a hard time. So I chose this name to constantly remind everyone to be friendly."
"Nicknames... since we're all family, there should be some family atmosphere, right? Otherwise, it's just not right!"
"As for Lin Weiwei..." Qu Shiyao paused, then said seriously:
“Every family has its own troubles, and which family doesn’t have a rebellious child? She repeatedly talked back to me, her mother, but I was magnanimous and demoted her.”
The system rolled its eyes, thinking it was utter nonsense; the host clearly just thought it was fun.
"Change my nickname too." Su Wanwan's eyes lit up as she pointed at Qu Shiyao's phone screen, clearly showing great interest in this role-playing group chat.
Qu Shiyao opened the group member settings and asked, "What do you want to change it to?"
"What do you think I'm suited for?" Su Wanwan threw the question back at me.
Qu Shiyao looked at her and suddenly asked out of the blue, "Will you be posting tasks in the group from now on?"
"If I gave you a bodyguard job, would you take it?" Su Wanwan asked with a smile, her eyes burning.
"It depends on the situation and the price," Qu Shiyao said, giving a vague answer rather than making a definitive statement.
“Then I should issue a mission,” Su Wanwan said confidently.
"Hey! Host! True love!" the system cheered from the sidelines.
"Get lost! She already needed to issue tasks, she just mentioned it casually when she asked me." Qu Shiyao was speechless at the system's thought process.
She thought for a moment, then tapped her fingers on the screen, giving Su Wanwan a simple, straightforward nickname that suited her identity: "God of Wealth".
When Su Wanwan saw the new nickname, she was first taken aback, then her eyes crinkled into a smile, and she couldn't help but laugh, clearly very satisfied with the name.
Seeing that she was satisfied, Qu Shiyao immediately struck while the iron was hot and posted an announcement in the group.
[Sister Qu (Your Mother): @All Members Children! A warm welcome to our Goddess of Wealth—Su Wanwan—who has officially joined the family! Let's welcome her with the utmost enthusiasm!]
The message has been sent.
A minute passed.
The group was deathly silent, with no response whatsoever.
"Strange, are they all asleep?" Qu Shiyao refreshed the page in confusion.
No, host.
The system quipped: "Is it possible they're all paralyzed with fear?"
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