After becoming the savior of the yandere (V) Love is life...
The assistant was stunned for a moment, still with a formal smile on his face, "It seems that I came at the wrong time."
I pressed my forehead and said, "Let me explain."
I looked at Chen Jiao, who was still lying on the ground with his back and body bent, and my face darkened. "Get out."
Chen Jiao looked at me timidly, got up from the ground and left. If he had shouted or chattered, it would have sounded ridiculous. But he left without saying a word, looking dejected, which made it seem as if there was really something going on between us.
The door was closed, and I looked at my assistant and explained what had just happened.
This kind of thing is commonplace for me.
My assistant has been with me since I was 18 years old and has witnessed me being splashed with coffee, tea, alcohol, water, and juice. As a result, I always have at least two sets of clothes in my car in case of emergencies.
This time, I just added a cup of transparent coffee to my history of being splashed.
This is really the easiest thing to explain. Even if I don't explain it, my assistant can guess what happened just now.
But I have to explain.
Sometimes I feel insecure because of my assistant's concealment of the truth, and my assistant also feels exhausted by the endless stream of attackers around me.
More importantly, the moment the assistant came in, I suddenly realized that this Chen Jiao was different from all the previous attackers.
Most of the attackers only focused on me, trying every possible way to make me fall in love with them.
But Chen Jiao chose to start with being an assistant.
He provoked his assistant and made misleading gestures in front of him.
He chose to plant a thorn between his assistant and me, using this thorn to constantly refresh his presence.
A tiny thing like a mosquito buzzing in your ear is annoying enough, let alone the fact that Chen Jiao is a living person.
The thorns lurk among us, waiting for the right moment to turn into sharp blades that hurt people.
I have to remove everything that is hindering our relationship before this thorn is planted.
So I carefully explained to my assistant what had just happened.
If my assistant hadn't said that it would be more convenient to keep Chen Jiao by my side for observation, I would have really wanted to fire him.
The assistant was very understanding. He kept smiling and said that he knew what had happened as soon as he saw the scene in the office.
I should have been relieved to have such an understanding assistant.
But when I stared at the assistant's smiling face, I inexplicably felt a sense of disobedience in my heart.
He said he understood me.
He said he didn't mind.
Why... wouldn't he mind at all?
I smiled in a nonchalant tone, half joking and half serious, "I thought you were jealous and were thinking about how to appease a jealous lover."
The assistant also laughed, "Boss, I've seen you get splashed too many times. If you were jealous every time, you would have died of jealousy a long time ago."
"Besides, you are also a victim."
He tapped the carpet.
The expensive handmade wool carpet was covered with wet and terrible marks.
The answer seemed flawless.
But emotions cannot be controlled by reason. Even if there are countless reasons to restrain behavior, it is impossible to restrain all emotions.
If you like someone, you will want to touch them; if you are jealous, you will feel wronged and angry.
Why can't I feel anything at all?
He is like a logically sophisticated robot, loving me according to the program, and everything he does is because "we are in love, so I should do this", not because he wants to.
This thought came suddenly but forcefully, sweeping over with the shadows that had been hidden in the past.
I couldn't help but think again of my confession, and his response, along with the fleeting doubt that had just occurred, were all exposed to the sun.
I stopped smiling and stood up.
Facing the assistant's gaze, he suddenly asked, "Besides that time, did Chen Jiao say anything else to you?"
If everything is as I guessed, Chen Jiao's actions against his assistant might have already started.
The assistant was silent for a moment, "Yes."
He still had his usual smile on his face. "I just said a few vague words on WeChat. That was the first time you came to see me."
I simply held out my hand, "Let me see what he said to you."
The assistant opened the smart brain and let me hold his wrist.
His body temperature was low, and holding it felt like holding a piece of jade bamboo.
Chen Jiao used a small account to provoke his assistant, and the small account’s circle of friends was full of me.
The circle of friends is carefully decorated, just like a young boy who will never turn back from love even if he hits a wall.
He also sent many messages to his assistant.
There was a photo taken by others when I was inspecting the Research Department and he was explaining something to the director.
In the instant my eyes fell on him, the background was blurred, as if there were only the two of us in the world.
There is his "persuasion" and ridicule of his assistant.
[You are just an assistant, but I am already the deputy director of the scientific research department. I can help the president more and I am more suitable for him than you. ]
[You have been with the CEO for so long, you should be able to recognize the difference between the two of you, right? You come from an ordinary family, and I will be the only heir of the Chen family. I am the one who is well matched with the CEO.]
[You are monopolizing the president, don't you feel ashamed? 】
[You have been with the president for so long, but some of your colleagues in the company don’t even remember your face. You have such a low sense of existence, what can you do for the president? ]
[Do you want to become the president's stain? ]
【I think you know what you should do. 】
There were also times when he used candid photos and some ambiguous words to guide his assistants to think in a bad direction.
On the day when the company was celebrating the huge sales of beauty pills, they set off fireworks. In the rain of fireworks, he captured the moment when my eyes glanced over. In the camera, I seemed to be looking directly at him with a smile on my face.
【I am so happy to be watched by him. 】
…
I slid the screen bit by bit, watching what Chen Jiaozeng did to his assistant with an expressionless face, and my fingers tightened inch by inch.
The assistant tried to comfort me, "He didn't say anything."
I looked at the assistant.
He was even laughing.
I suppressed my anger and asked him, "Why didn't you tell me?"
He was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's not a big deal. I can still tell the real from the fake. Just think of it as raising a Tamagotchi. It's quite interesting."
His eyes were open.
Because of love comes sorrow, because of love comes fear. If one lets go of love, there will be no sorrow and no fear.
He really trusts me after all.
Or, don't care about me?
I closed my eyes and tried to keep my voice as calm as possible.
"You said not to fire him, but he has touched my bottom line."
"I plan to transfer him to the branch institute in the next city, put him there, and arrange for a few people to watch over him."
The assistant paused and looked at me.
I knew he could see that I was suppressing my anger.
He didn't try to persuade me again, but just responded to me with a smile as usual.
"Okay, President."
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