Chapter 6
Ping'an's clothes were carefully matched for her by Cheng Xiangheng.
She wore a waisted chiffon shirt on the upper body, a light yellow silk scarf around the neck, and loose light yellow shorts on the lower body, revealing two slender white legs.
He had styled her hair, which hung neatly behind her ears, with a simple light blue hairpin pinned to her ear.
Cheng Xiangheng looked again and again, and finally picked up the small white schoolbag he had prepared for Ping An: "When you get to the company, tell me if anything happens. If anyone bullies you, tell me, and I will help you vent your anger."
Ping An was at a loss for words, feeling that Cheng Xiangheng treated her like a child who was just about to start elementary school.
"Okay, but..."
Ping An hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Does this suit me?"
She likes this dress very much and this type of dressing style, but she is already 26 years old. Isn’t it a bit strange for her to wear such clothes?
Cheng Xiangheng lowered his eyes. Ping An had a very beautiful but non-aggressive face. His round little face was dotted with stunning facial features, especially his eyes, which were black and shiny, like two beautiful grapes.
Her complexion was healthy and white. After this period of recuperation, her face finally had some color and her cheeks finally had some flesh. Every part of her body was carefully dressed up by him, and there was no part that was not exquisite and beautiful, like an expensive and beautiful doll.
Even so, she still lacks confidence.
Cheng Xiangheng was in no hurry to correct her thoughts. Instead, he hugged her and said, "An'an, in my eyes, you are the most beautiful girl in the world. If anyone says something about you behind your back, just vent your anger. I will cover for you. If you can't win the argument——"
Cheng Xiangheng took out a small notebook from her bag and said, "Then write down the other person's name and leave everything to me."
Ping An couldn't help laughing, and her previous uneasiness was swept away. She got in the car, secretly kissed Cheng Xiangheng before getting in, and then quickly ran away.
Her boyfriend is really nice. Although he is a little controlling, it is not a big deal.
When they arrived at the company, Ping An was led by a young girl who must have just graduated. The moment she saw her, her eyes lit up and she began to praise Ping An for his good looks and good clothes.
Ping An was caught off guard by the compliment and felt happy and proud: "My boyfriend matched the clothes for me."
The little girl exclaimed in admiration with envy.
Not long after Ping An sat down at her workstation, several gossipy colleagues came over to chat with her. Ping An took the opportunity to take out the snacks prepared by Cheng Xiangheng and share them with everyone.
Everyone quickly became familiar with each other, and Ping An inexplicably started to get busy, helping one person print things, and then helping another person clean up the trash and get takeout.
A few hours passed and Ping An was busy and dizzy.
"Zhou Ping'an! I wanted an iced Americano, but you bought me a latte!" A man glanced at Ping'an's slender white legs, his eyes drooling, and he suddenly complained loudly, "Go buy me a new one!"
ah?
Ping An frowned. He was clearly talking about latte just now, so why was he making things difficult for her?
The male colleague snorted coldly: "Why don't you go? I can't order you around anymore."
Ping'an was a little unhappy. She was about to speak when a middle-aged bald manager came over, asked her with a smile if there was anything she was not used to, and then brought her a cup of coffee in front of everyone.
Ping An wanted to refuse, but the manager enthusiastically asked her to accept it.
After the manager left, the other colleagues looked at each other, smiled politely at Ping'an, and turned back to their seats.
The colleagues who had just directed Ping An to do this and that turned pale, and the male colleague who was bossing Ping An around had a face that turned red and blue, which was very funny.
No one asked Ping An to work anymore, and no one cared about Ping An anymore.
Ping An was keenly aware of everyone's subtle eye contact. Although she didn't understand, she didn't feel too uncomfortable.
At worst, you can just leave. There are plenty of jobs in the world.
But Ping An couldn't just sit at his workstation with a clear conscience. When he heard that the big office was short of someone to serve tea and water, he immediately raised his hand.
They ignored her, so she had to find a way to break the ice.
Seeing Ping An raise her hand, the white-collar worker who was speaking was stunned for a moment, stared at Ping An with a strange look, and the leader next to him signaled with his eyes. The white-collar worker then nodded and took her over with a smile.
Ping An didn't miss their eye contact. He felt a little depressed, but he still actively prepared tea.
After making the tea, he carefully knocked on the door of the conference room and walked in.
There was no one in the big office. Ping An scratched his head and realized belatedly that since they were going to have a meeting, the tea must have been prepared before the meeting.
Afraid of wasting time, Ping An quickly placed the tea in place. After thinking for a while, she took another photo - work must leave a trace.
As soon as she finished taking the photo, someone suddenly patted her shoulder.
Ping An subconsciously turned his head and saw a young man with a bright smile.
The man was extremely handsome and dressed very fashionably, like a star on TV.
He asked, "Ping An, why are you here?"
Ping An didn't know him, but he looked familiar: "I work here."
"Go to work?" The other person laughed again, loudly, like two cicadas dancing in your ears.
Seeing Ping An was a little unhappy, the man explained: "I didn't mean anything else, I just didn't expect Cheng Xiangheng to agree to let you go out to work, and work in his company at that."
Is this company owned by Cheng Xiangheng? Ping An's eyes widened.
The man thought her surprised look was adorable and wanted to pinch her face, but Ping An dodged him.
"Is this company his?"
The man didn't pinch Ping'an's face, but he wasn't angry. He rubbed his fingers, leaned against the door frame with a smile, and supported the other side with his hand, just blocking Ping'an's way to leave.
"Yeah, you didn't know? You disappeared for three months, didn't answer my calls or check my WeChat. Did you want me to punish you?"
The man's name was Qin Qing, the eldest son of a rival company to Cheng Xiangheng's. He couldn't stand Cheng Xiangheng's overbearing style, so he had been doing something behind his back. This time, he came to Cheng Xiangheng's branch office to apologize under the pressure of his father.
But I didn't expect to meet Ping An.
"You hate me." Ping'an's tone was firm.
Qin Qing sneered, very unhappy: "I hate you, but I hate Cheng Xiangheng even more. How about it, since you don't like Cheng Xiangheng anyway, I will help you leave him, okay?"
Ping An was a little unhappy: "Why do you hate me?"
Why do I hate Ping An? It's because I once thought Ping An was pretty and wanted to tease him. But when Cheng Xiangheng found out, he directly suppressed the Qin family's company, and his father beat him half to death. From then on, I felt disgusted when I saw the face of the little snitch!
"If you don't like me, then I don't like you either." Ping An's face tightened. "Please move aside. I want to leave."
Ping An's attitude made Qin Qing narrow his eyes, and the smile on his face disappeared. "Little Ping An, don't forget that I still have your nude photos in my hands. Were you talking to me too loudly just now?"
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