Yu Bo’s idea of the situation was much simpler, so he explained to him with an innocent face, “It looks like Young Master’s temperament is no weaker than Miss Xin’s back then. If you keep on forcing him like this, I’m afraid…” He didn’t continue his words as everyone knew clearly that nobody could predict the future before it even happened.
“Hmph, he really thinks he can scare me by threatening me? Without him, I can still find another successor!” Yuchi Jin scoffed while he became even more furious. Eventually, he gave the table a good slap.
With a thump, everyone in the room was taken aback. Yu Bo didn’t dare to say anything, so he stepped aside.
Yuchi Jin was so angry that the color on his face kept on changing. He sighed again and again, as though he was thinking about the perfect way to deal with this situation.
Just when his mind was turning, he suddenly saw the cup of tea beside his hand, dispersing its fragrance.
When he smelled the thick fragrance of the tea, he unconsciously pressed his lips before reaching out to the cup.
The housekeeper, who was standing aside, saw his movement. He twitched his lips as if he wanted to say something, but after giving it a thought, he closed his mouth again.
Yuchi Jin gave the cup of tea a smell. Hmm, it does smell quite nice. Does the young woman actually know how to make tea? He took a sip of it to have a test. It actually tastes… not bad.
Therefore, he took another sip. After multiple testing of the tea, Yuchi Jin noticed that something was odd. When he finally realized what was odd, he lifted his head to find that everyone in the room was watching him.
What just happened in the room was perfectly obvious to everyone. Yet, not only did Yuchi Jin actually drink the tea made by that young woman, he seemed to relish it…
That was why everyone was looking at him oddly.
Yuchi Jin went quiet for two seconds before placing the cup back on the table with a thud. “What kind of tea is this? Why is it so horrible?” he scolded.
Yu Bo was rendered speechless as he resigned to look at him. Who was the one drinking the tea so enthusiastically just now?
Yuchi Jin felt embarrassed, so he simply stood up. “Time to go!”
The group of men followed him out of the secretary room in force, and they so happened to meet Miss Lin, who came for work. She was surprised to see his old employer again.
“Old Master, why are you in the company today?”
Yuchi Jin was still furious, and he looked like he was in a bad mood, so he only nodded to her without making a sound.
Yu Bo smiled. “We came to deal with a few matters.”
“What is it?” Miss Lin asked instinctively. “Do you need my help?”
“It’s all fine now. We’ll leave now.”
“Alright.”
Miss Lin could only watch as they left the place. Then, she scratched her head. This is odd. Ever since Yuchi Shen took over as president, Old Master had never come to the company because he didn’t doubt his grandson’s abilities at all. Why would he come to the company today? And… why did he come to the secretary room?
As she thought about it, she instantly remembered that Duanmu Xue came by yesterday.
At this point, Yuchi Jin suddenly stopped his steps and told Miss Lin, “I need you to arrange a position in the company for Xue. She wants to gain some experience in the company.”
Xue? Quickly, Miss Lin reacted. I assume that ‘Xue’ is probably the Young Lady of the Duanmu family, Duanmu Xue, who came by yesterday.
“Old Master, there aren’t any positions left in the company now. If you arrange a position for her, the President will—”
“Hmph, although I’ve got one foot in the coffin, as long as I still have my breath, this company will not be completely managed by him. I still have my say!”
Miss Lin was left silent.
“Simply arrange a position for her so that she can get closer to Yuchi Shen.”
Miss Lin wanted to tell him that the President had ordered her not to simply send any riff-raffs into his office. Now, the Old Master was actually asking her to arrange a position in the company for one of the ‘riff-raffs’ mentioned by the President so that she could get close to him. Isn’t he just giving me a headache for being the person stuck in the middle?
“What? Is there a problem?” Yuchi Jin asked while raising his eyebrows.
When Miss Lin came back around, she smiled at him awkwardly. “No problem. I will arrange it.”
After that, Yuchi Jin left satisfyingly.
As soon as he was gone, Miss Lin entered the secretary room, speechless. Did Old Master come here today just because of that Duanmu Xue? He is really overdoing the spectacle.
…
At this moment, Ye Moxuan had brought Han Muzi back to his office. After he closed the door, he pressed her against the firm door plank.
Han Muzi remained silent as she looked at him alarmingly with her hands in front of her chest. “What are you trying to do?”
His grandfather was still in the secretary room next door when he dragged her over here and trapped her in a kabedon. Is he trying to kiss me at this time? Han Muzi was sure that if he kissed her right at this moment, she would punch him sober without hesitation.
As she thought about it, Ye Moxuan actually leaned his body forward.
Quickly, Han Muzi widened her eyes and gave him a hard push. “You still have that thought at a time like this?”
Ye Moxuan was startled as he stopped his movements. Then he squinted his eyes slightly. “I still have that thought? What thought?”
Han Muzi was confused. Is he playing a fool? She then bit on her lips and growled, “Stop quibbling. Would you dare to say that you were not thinking of…” She was too embarrassed to say it out directly.
Meanwhile, Ye Moxuan was still guessing what she meant, but after seeing the red tints on her fair face, he immediately understood her.
He let out a smile and reached out to pinch her fine chin. “Who says I was thinking of that just now?” His voice became deeper.
Han Muzi was rendered speechless. “Then why did you come close to me?”
As she was speaking, Ye Moxuan went closer to her without warning. Both of their eyes and noses were in touching distance while their breaths tangled together. She stopped her breathing as she didn’t dare to gasp. “W-What are you doing?” Her voice was as weak as a mosquito.
Ye Moxuan remained silent. He only stared at her eyes carefully, and his serious expression made Han Muzi feel a bit awkward. She could only move slightly to take a few steps back, but behind her was a door plank, so she had nowhere to go.
Just when she was about to ask him, Ye Moxuan opened his mouth. “I’m sorry for letting you feel wronged.”
Han Muzi was dumbfounded as she looked blankly at the serious Ye Moxuan in front of her. Is he actually… apologizing to me?
Ye Moxuan gently caressed her head. “I was just trying to see if you cried… I’m glad you didn’t.”
Listening to him, Han Muzi finally understood why he came close to stare at her eyes. He actually thought that I cried because I felt wronged?
Initially, she didn’t feel anything; after all, she was messing with his grandfather, so she didn’t feel wronged. Yet Han Muzi was deeply touched when hearing his words.
Ye Moxuan locked one of his hands on the back of her head and dragged her into his arms. “I was afraid that I was too late,” he spoke with a sigh.
