Chapter 855: 709, Domineering Uncle, Succumbs to Secretary Chapter 855: 709, Domineering Uncle, Succumbs to Secretary “Miss Song~~!”
“I’m sorry!”
“It’s all my fault, all my fault.”
“It was my jealousy acting up!”
“Please let off the hook!”
“I….”
“Get lost~~!
Pretend you’ve never seen ~~!” Yang Hao, who couldn’t stand to watch anymore, didn’t waste words.
Just two simple words.
They had already brought the matter to a conclusion.
In fact, Yang Hao himself had no intention of making a big deal with such people.
Because he knew that with his current status, there would be many people who would take care of such matters cleanly on his behalf.
However, since Song i-shun had spoken up, Yang Hao did her a favor.
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Actually, with his current mindset, Yang Hao no longer bothered with such jealous and extrely materialistic people like he used to.
“Sir…
sir…”
Li Lizhen, seeing Yang Hao’s sowhat disgusted expression, felt uneasy.
She couldn’t quite figure out if this enigmatic big shot had decided to let her off the hook or not.
But just as she shifted her questioning gaze, and her last glimr of hope, from Yang Hao to Song i-shun,
it was ultimately Song i-shun who spoke on behalf of Yang Hao: “Our president still has a lot of matters to attend to.”
“Let’s consider today’s matter over.”
Actually, Song i-shun knew that Yang Hao was taking her feelings into account, and deep in her heart, she was very grateful.
The trouble was originally caused by her, but the president not only held no grudges but even solved all the trouble for her.
Could it be that the president was really interested in her?
In just a mont, Song i-shun’s fair cheeks were tinged with a hint of blush.
And contrary to that hint of blush on Song i-shun’s face,
Li Lizhi, who had received Song i-shun’s affirmation, kept bowing to Song i-shun and Yang Hao in gratitude.
“Thank you…
Thank you, President!”
“Thank you, Miss Song.”
“I’ll go now…
I’ll get out of here…”
With that, Li Lizhi didn’t dare to stay any longer and, filled with a sense of relief, hastily left the break room that was like hell for her.
Who would have thought
that a female secretary, struggling to choose even the cheapest Porsche, would have the backing of such a powerful president?
She truly didn’t realize that Song i-shun hesitated over that Porsche simply because she didn’t want her president to think she was a woman who was after money.
After all, she wasn’t like Yin Eun-hye.
Yin Eun-hye might not have a title, but she had her place by his side.
As for herself,
she still couldn’t let go of that nagging doubt in her heart.
But today,
after Yang Hao forcefully resolved so many problems for her,
for her, who had gotten pregnant unexpectedly in college and had since been living alone as a single mother, it was a fatal blow.
The heart that had been weathered over the years had finally been breached by Yang Hao’s assertive approach.
Looking at the remaining few people in the break room,
Song i-shun, though her heart couldn’t help but race, knew that the incident was because of them and she was the first to stand up and bow to Yang Hao, saying, “I apologize, President!”
“Today…”
Before Song i-shun could finish, Yang Hao, as if nothing had happened, swept away his dominant president deanor and instantly reverted to his mature and steady handso self, waving his hand and saying, “i-shun~~!”
“There’s just one thing you need to rember.”
“Be my good secretary, and aside from …”
“No one can bully you…”
“Right or wrong…”
When Yang Hao finished this sentence, he was already standing in front of Song i-shun.
Yang Hao, 180 centiters tall, faced Song i-shun, 168 centiters tall.
One was mature and dominant, the other mature and steady.
The two stood within an arm’s distance, eye to eye.
Yin Eun-hye: …It’s done, it’s done…
Now she’s really beco her elder sister…
But the president is so domineering…
Song Qiao’en: …Oh my god…
This uncle is so handso…
Mom…
If he beca my stepdad, would he charm all the people at school?
Alright!
The two people facing each other had no idea, the two girls sitting by their sides were already unconsciously fantasizing about what they would be like together.
But now,
if both Yin Eun-hye and Song Qiao’en were stunned by Yang Hao’s dominance,
imagine how Song i-shun felt standing face to face with Yang Hao, watching his mature and handso appearance, breathing in the unique hormone scent that only successful n had.
Song i-shun felt she was falling irretrievably under Yang Hao’s tall stature.
And just when Song i-shun was about to crumble under Yang Hao’s sowhat aggressive gaze, Yang Hao suddenly withdrew his look and said, “Let’s go!”
“The people in charge here will probably arrive soon.”
“Help choose a car.”
“If it’s convenient tonight, accompany on an engagent…”
“Convenient~!”
As soon as Yang Hao finished speaking, the response didn’t co from Song i-shun but from Song Qiao’en, who was gazing at him with starry eyes.
“Uh…
you are i-shun’s daughter, right~~!” Yang Hao, looking at the little girl who resembled Song i-shun by nine points, couldn’t help but reveal a kind smile.
Of course, Yang Hao’s kindness was genuine.
Ever since the incident with Little White Flower and Ou, Yang Hao knew.
There were so lines he couldn’t cross.
Since he had set his sights on Song i-shun, this unripe Little White Flower could only be admired.
“Mhm~~!” Feeling Yang Hao’s kind gaze, Song Qiao’en nodded repeatedly and said, “Yes, uncle~~!”
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