Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated
– The next morning –
After Qin Chu finished his morning eting, Assistant Yang was very considerate and handed him a band-aid.
“Sir, there’s an injury… on the corner of your lips… Haha, you should slap a band-aid over it.”
“No need,” Qin Chu refused coldly.
“Um… did the Young Madam bite you?” Yang was a curious man.
This was the first ti he saw an injury on the president’s lip, so he was curious – did the Young Madam do this?
After all, the Young Madam looked very shy and reserved; she didn’t seem like soone who would do anything this wild.
Qin Chu looked at Yang with a grim expression on his face. “Who else could it be? A teddy bear dog?”
“Um… sir, you have a dog?” Yang froze for a second.
“No month-end bonuses for you for three months.” Qin Chu felt tired as he pointed at Yang.
He was shocked by the fact that he used this weird little assistant for more than 6 months…
Yang was again dumbfounded…
All he did was suspect that his boss was bitten by a dog, did he really have to take away three month-end bonuses?
He seriously wanted to hide into a corner and cry for a while.
After walking out of Qin Chu’s office, he imdiately notified all the departnts. “The president’s not in a good mood today, all departnts must be on alert. If you guys say sothing wrong and he deducts your month-end bonuses, don’t bla for not reminding you.”
Then, he walked into a corner. Taking out his phone, Yang decided to use his last resort.
In the past, whenever the president scolded him, everything would return to normal as soon as the Young Madam called.
After all, Qin Chu was a wife-spoiler.
Therefore, Yang decided to dial Huo Mian’s number.
Huo Mian was on rounds when Yang called. She hesitated before picking up.
“Young Madam, this is Yang.”
“How can I help you?” Huo Mian thought that Qin Chu wanted Yang to forward sothing to her, so she had her hopes up.
“Um… I wanted to ask you for help.”
“What is it?”
“Um… I accidentally said the wrong thing just now, and the president deducted my bonus for three months. Could you please talk to him?”
“Sorry, I can’t help you there. The president hasn’t been in a good mood recently, not even if I talk to him.”
“That’s impossible… the president always listens to you.”
“That was then, and this is now. If you don’t believe , feel free to ntion my na to him. I promise that he’ll deduct three more months of your bonus.”
Then, Huo Mian quickly hung up the phone…
Yang sank back into complete confusion…
What was this couple playing at? Did their S&M play go a little too far last night, and they got pissed off at each other?
The world of rich moguls wasn’t sothing an ordinary citizen could understand…
At lunch, Jiang Xiaowei drove to South Side.
They ordered so delivery and enjoyed it in the hypnosis room on the top floor. This place was quiet because no one ca.
Then, Jiang Xiaowei hit two birds with one stone by getting a routine pregnancy checkup…
“So… you standing up for Su Yu got pretty out of hand.” Jiang Xiaowei glanced at Huo Mian.
“I know.” Huo Mian seed extrely calm.
“Does Qin Chu know what you did?”
“Yup.”
“How is he now?”
“Going crazy.” Huo Mian thought back at how Qin Chu was last night and summarized his behavior as ‘crazy’.
“Ha… I would be going crazy too if it were . Of course, he’s jealous. You could’ve helped anyone, but you had to help Su Yu. By doing that, you threw yourself into the teeth of the storm.”
“If I didn’t attest for him out of fear and acted like a turtle, then I wouldn’t be Huo Mian. Why not change my na to Huo Turtle…?”
In Huo Mian’s opinion, people shouldn’t live like Mary Sue, but one still needed a bottom line.
She just stood out to reveal the truth; it was such a normal thing to do. It wasn’t like she saved the earth, why were people making such a big deal out of it?
Upon hearing what Huo Mian said, Jiang Xiaowei almost spat out the water in her mouth. “Don’t make laugh, I never realized that you could be so funny.”
“I’m only telling the truth, okay?” Huo Mian said as she ate.
“Oh, right right, I almost forgot sothing important.” Then, Jiang Xiaowei got up, took out a long call history list from her bag, and handed it to Huo Mian.
“Here you go, this is the call history that my friend pulled up from that old phone of yours. Take a look.”
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