Chapter 19 Lover
"Xiaoyi, you've already signed the contract."
Fu Jingchen spoke calmly and without any ripples, as if he had expected her to say such a thing, and took a sip of coffee.
Ruan Yi's anger froze. She had indeed signed an internship agreement with Sister Jin, but at that time she thought she was too outstanding and the company was eager to keep her.
It turns out that they were all Fu Jingchen's doing?
How embarrassing!
Ruan Yi's face flushed. "Fu Jingchen, who do you take me for? Do you think I can't afford the penalty for breach of contract?"
This evil capitalist probably uses this tactic to threaten his employees all the time, but she doesn't fall for it.
"Of course not, I just want to know why you quit when I'm your boss?" He stared at the girl, taking in every micro-expression of hers.
"You...are you afraid of me?" His eyes grew even dimmer, with a hint of barely perceptible surprise and bitterness.
The girl's delicate face seemed a little pale, and she was unwilling to look him in the eye.
"Is that so? Is this all the future heir of the Ruan family is capable of? Are you afraid to expose your inadequate abilities to me?" The words were sharp, yet the tone carried a somber self-mockery.
"It seems that Xiaoyi still wants to stay in her comfort zone and be a princess for the rest of her life?"
Yes, why? Is it because he feels disgusted by A-Zhi's feelings for him, or because he hates him for suspecting that A-Zhi drugged his mother?
By staying by his side, she was able to learn more about what she wanted to know.
But Ruan Yi knew in her heart that it was because she was afraid of him.
I'm very scared.
Unlike others, he always appeared before her in a superior manner.
Professors, stepfathers, bosses, even suspected criminals—anyone would be afraid of that, right?
Like a kitten arching its small back to show its ferocity, it is out of fear—fear of the enemy's approach, fear of being powerless to fight back.
Fu Jingchen's brows furrowed unconsciously as he looked at her expression, his heart feeling as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.
Despite being terrified, they still had to put on a fierce facade and pretend to be someone not to be trifled with.
Ruan Yi suppressed the trembling in her body, feeling not only disgust but also a sense of powerlessness fueled by anger and embarrassment.
Of course she's afraid, why can't she be?
Unnatural death, a distorted worldview, burdened with responsibilities, surrounded by perverts, and criminals lurking in unknown places.
"Aren't you saying all this just to get me to stay?" Ruan Yi calmed down and looked up at him.
"Fine." So what if Fu Jingchen wants to torture her? What kind of crappy novel world is this? What kind of forced love for the male lead is this? She won't bow down to these perverts.
All she knew was that she was real, not a villainous supporting character destined to perish according to a predetermined plan.
She'd stay, and not only that, she wanted to learn from Fu Jingchen. After taking over the Ruan family business, the first person she wanted to bring down was NovaVoy.
Ruan Yi officially began her work as the president's assistant, but her attitude towards Fu Jingchen was still not very polite.
Surprisingly, Fu Jingchen didn't deliberately make things difficult for her.
But working alongside this workaholic took a toll on Ruan Yi, and it took her a full week to adjust to the intensity of the work.
Nobody told her that the president's assistant also had to care what the president wore. Is there really such a rule?
There is an important cooperation negotiation tonight.
In the lounge, Ruan Yi was picking out a suitable suit and accessories for Fu Jingchen. She chose the ugliest tie in the display case, a flashy blue-purple color that resembled that of a black-clad general.
Fu Jingchen walked into the lounge and saw the tie in the girl's hand and the wicked smile on her lips. His body stiffened for a moment.
"Assistant Ruan has very unique taste; let's change to a black one."
The girl was unhappy and moved closer to him. Because the man was too tall, she had to stand on tiptoe slightly to put the tie over his head without touching him.
"Since President Fu wants me to be his assistant, he should trust his assistant's judgment."
Her fair, slender arm rose up, gently encircling his neck, the fragrance carrying an addictive allure that seeped into every pore of his body.
"She's gradually becoming less afraid of people; let's tame her a bit more..."
When you raise a kitten, it will hold its tail up, stick its butt out, and willingly roll over onto its back to you.
It was a perfectly normal act of dressing, but as she fastened her tie clip, the man's ambiguous gaze slid visibly over her skin, making her every action seem anything but innocent.
He desperately wanted to continue this scene for the next few dozen days, decades, a lifetime... but that wasn't enough, far from enough.
If an outsider were to witness this, they would simply assume that a wife, in the midst of a tantrum, is deliberately keeping her distance while adjusting the tie of her husband, whose eyes are filled with infatuation.
Banquet hall.
Assistant Ruan accompanied the president as his female companion once again.
The dress she was wearing was Ruan Yi's own, with a thin white sheer back edged with soft lace trim that swayed gently as she turned.
Elegant and formal yet subtly sexy—that's how Ruan Yi initially thought.
Just as the gazes in the hall were about to pierce through the thin veil, fortunately Ruan Yi had already prepared a shield.
People who approached her seemed surprised to hear that she was Fu Jingchen's female companion, as if they had never heard of such a thing before.
Fu Jingchen really kept himself pure for Gu Zhi's sake, without a single woman by his side, and had his assistant do everything for him. If it weren't for the fact that he could really learn from this tiring work, Ruan Yi would have gone on strike long ago.
In such a short time, Ruan Yi's "Little Notebook for Learning Skills by Stealing Techniques" was already half full.
It has to be admitted that Fu Jingchen is truly capable of carrying NovaVoy, and Ruan Yi has learned something every minute she spends with him these days.
The man remained composed even when surrounded by several bosses, seemingly unfazed by the number of groups that had surrounded him.
As the CEO spoke, spittle flew everywhere. There were no waiters around. Ruan Yi understood Fu Jingchen's signal and headed towards the champagne table.
"Mr. Fu, your tie today is truly eye-catching, it makes you look even more distinguished."
Ruan Yi never imagined that, let alone the black stylist's tie, given Fu Jingchen's current status, even if she hung a smelly sock around Fu Jingchen's neck as a tie, people would only praise and flatter him, and even rush to smell it.
"Mr. Wang, you flatter me. But I really like this tie; my wife chose it."
"A one-sided lover is still a lover."
The person addressed as "General Manager Wang" seemed somewhat stunned by the response and didn't quite understand.
Ruan Yi returned with the champagne and handed it to several people. The last glass was given to the middle-aged man. As he withdrew his hand, his fat fingers brushed against the back of Ruan Yi's hand.
The greasy, disgusting sensation sent a jolt down Ruan Yi's spine.
"Secretary Ruan, have a drink too. You don't need to keep running around. President Fu is really too ungentlemanly, hahaha."
Ruan Yi really wanted to grab the tray next to her and smash it on this fat pig's head. She was clearly there as a female companion, but she was called "secretary" in a frivolous tone. How could Ruan Yi not understand what that meant?
In the mouths of such people, "secretary" has become a phrase synonymous with unspoken rules. It is this disgusting group of people who, through persecution, stigmatize the professions that women work in.
"My female companion doesn't drink, so I'll drink with Mr. Zhang."
Fu Jingchen lowered his eyes and fiddled with the rim of his cup. His previously warm aura suddenly vanished, and when he raised his eyes, they seemed to be covered with a layer of ice.
The moment the words left his mouth, the air seemed to freeze instantly, and the people around him involuntarily shrank back, the previously cheerful atmosphere vanishing in an instant.
Mr. Zhang seemed to feel slighted, but he forced himself to remain calm and said, "Women are fine when they're drunk. It's a blessing that more people are vying to 'take care' of them."
Ruan Yi couldn't help but wonder more than once if, since she could be reborn, she might be able to do it a third or fourth time.
Let's just kill them all, kill them a few times to have some fun first.
Just as Ruan Yi was hesitating whether to pick up the tray and throw it at someone, the man pulled her into his arms with his long arm and his well-defined fingers gripping her waist.
Ruan Yi was startled and stumbled into the man's warm chest. His hot breath brushed against her earlobe, making her feel a little itchy.
"Mr. Zhang didn't seem to understand what I meant, so I said—my female companion doesn't drink alcohol."
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