Translator: Zayn_
Jiang Xuyan and his colleagues pulled Tan Jian up.
Unexpectedly, just as he was about to drag her away, Tan Jian struggled and shouted with the thought of venting his anger,
âAsking a secretary who only stayed in the company for a few days to take minutes of meetings, Song Qingyou is obviously having an affair with Fang Yan!â
Some of the people in the meeting room had the same guess. Now that Tan Jian had torn through this flimsy charade, they all looked at the two parties involved.
Only Jiang Xuyan had an indifferent expression and asked, âAn affair[1]? Did Qingyou break Special Assistant Fangâs leg?â
âI think Special Assistant Fangâs leg is still fine!â
Everyone was speechless.
Was this the time to tell cold jokes?
Of course, even if it was a serious joke, it would not do.
Fang Yan could not laugh anyway.
âI donât have any other relationship with Ms. Song,â he explained with a straight face.
âEveryone should have seen the meeting minutes that Miss Song has compiled. I believe everyone can tell the good from the bad.â
Thatâs right! Song Qingyou had the ability to begin with, so there was no need for her to suck up to Fang Yan.
Everyone who had their guesses nodded.
Jiang Xuyan covered Tan Jianâs mouth to prevent him from saying anything disgusting.
Although he didnât know Fang Yan, Qingyou would never do such a ridiculous thing!
Tan Jian was taken away, and the meeting was coming to an end.
The group of higher-ups prepared to leave the meeting room in confusion.
Just as they were about to discuss the ridiculous things that happened today, they heard Jiang Zhihanâs voice from behind them, âWhat do you want for dinner?â
Dinner? There was still so much time before dinner. Who was Mr. Jiang asking?
In the office⦠It seemed that only Special Assistant Fang and. Song Qingyou?
Could it beâ¦
Someone curiously turned his head to look inside.
He happened to see Jiang Zhihan and Song Qingyou staring at each other.
âAre you going to treat me to a meal?â
Sure enough, the person who answered was Song Qingyou.
Everyone tacitly stopped in their tracks, wanting to hear what the two of them had to say and speculate about their relationship at the same timeâ¦
However, Fang Yan was not a decoration.
When he saw them stop, he walked over.
âDo you still want to continue the meeting?â
The group shook their heads.
âSpecial Assistant Fang, did President Jiang and Miss Song know each other from a long time ago?â someone asked boldly after Fang Yan sent them to the elevator.
Fang Yan nodded.
They looked at each other.
Another person asked, âThenâ¦â Mr. Jiangâs relationship with Ms. Songâ¦â
Fang Yan thought for a moment and replied, âTheyâre just friends for now.â
This âfor nowâ was very spiritual.
The group of people gasped when they heard that. They could not help but think that Tan Jian was really unlucky. Not only did he kick an iron plate, but he also completely offended Mr. Jiang!
In the end, he even dared to say that Song Qingyou and Special Assistant Fang were having an affair⦠He was really brave!
Fang Yan noticed their expressions and smiled meaningfully.
âPlease keep the news you heard today a secret. Miss Song is a public figure after all. As long as she divulges some information, it will cause public opinionâ¦â
âDonât worry, Special Assistant Fang. We didnât hear anything today!â
âYes, itâs just a normal meeting. Thereâs nothing else.â
âItâs getting late. We should go back to workâ¦â
The group of people were not stupid and knew what to do.
After all, they did not want to be dragged out like Tan Jian.
Besides, who knew if Song Qingyou would be the future wife of the CEO?
They did not want to offend her at all.
Because Song Qingyouâs celebrity ranking jumped from 80 to 50.
Therefore, Jiang Zhihan boldly guessed that he would probably stay awake for a few more hours.
There was definitely enough time to treat Song Qingyou to dinner.
At 5 pm, Jiang Zhihan got off work on time.
âHave you booked the restaurant?â
âIt has already been booked.â Fang Yan replied as he sat in the driverâs seat.
âMr. Jiang, it looks like Ms. Song hasnât come down yet. Do you need me to remind her?â
âNo need.â Jiang Zhihan looked out the window, âShe said she wanted to avoid suspicion.â
Hearing this, Fang Yan subconsciously looked up at the rearview mirror.
He had a feeling that when Mr. Barker said the word âavoid suspicionâ just now, he seemed to be a little resentful.
So, was Mr. Barker being despised?
Fang Yan could not help but smile.
Fortunately, Song Qingyou had arrived in time. Otherwise, he wouldnât have been able to take it.
âWhy are you waiting downstairs so early?â
Song Qingyou sat next to Jiang Zhihan and looked at the time, âItâs only 5:10.
Donât you always work overtime when you come to the office?â
âYou know about it?â
Jiang Zhihanâs tone was cold.
However, Fang Yan could hear a hint of improvement in his tone. It was clearly a sign that his mood had improved.
Just a word from Miss Song made him so happy, and Mr. Jiang was so⦠it inexplicably reminded him of a dog wagging its tailâ¦
Fang Yanâs thoughts wandered, and he could not retract them.
Fortunately, he was only stunned for a moment and still drove steadily.
âOf course I know.â Song Qingyou said, âItâs all your fault.â
âIf you hadnât brought Little Jiang Yi to the company and exposed our relationship, the people in the Secretary Department wouldnât have misunderstood our relationship and even specifically mentioned you to me in private.â
Originally, Song Qingyou didnât want to say so much.
However, for some reason, she felt like she was already very familiar with Jiang Zhihan and it was no big deal to chat a little more.
Fortunately, Jiang Zhihan didnât mind. He asked, âCanât you tell them that we know each other?â
âI just think itâs very troublesome to explain.â
âBut itâs really a coincidence. I just happened to get the position of CEOâs secretary.â
Song Qingyou calmly changed the topic.
Fang Yanâs eyes flickered as he drove.
In fact, the position of CEOâs secretary was not in the programâs filming plan.
After that, Wei Zhengrong asked for a higher position, and Fang Yan personally negotiated with the program team, requesting that the secretary position must be given to Song Qingyou.
He didnât know how the production team had secretly done it in front of the camera, but Song Qingyou didnât seem to have any doubts.
When they arrived at the restaurant, Fang Yan reported the reservation information, and the person who came to receive them became the restaurant manager.
âMr. Jiang, please follow me-â
The manager brought the two of them all the way to the private room area on the top floor.
The higher the floor, the more exquisite the decoration was, and the style was more artistic.
The private rooms on the top floor seemed to be distributed on the outer wall. The kitchen and other public areas were in the middle.
After entering, the first thing that greeted her eyes was the outermost glass wall.
Perhaps Jiang Zhihan had deliberately chosen this seat, but as long as she looked up slightly, she could see the full moon in the sky.
The two of them sat down, and the brightest lights in the room were turned off. What was lit up were two cylindrical lights in the corner that looked like fish tanks. There were bubbles rising inside.
It was a light purple color and looked very beautiful.
Song Qingyou retracted her gaze and looked at the person opposite her.
The light from the back cast a soft shadow on Jiang Zhihan, making him look like the moonlight in the sky. He was handsome and spotless.
Notes:
[1] The characters for affair and leg are homonyms, probably