Chapter 647 - She’s Mine (3)
The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Various colors seemed to flash across Wen Qingâs face so rapidly that it reminded one of a kaleidoscope. It was so entertaining to watch.
An Yibei rubbed her head and looked less like the ruthless lawyer he was. He smiled a little and said, âArenât you too old to act like a spoiled kid? You should be ashamed of yourself.â
An Xiaxia giggled.
After that performance of loving siblings, An Yibei politely glanced around the room. âThank you all for taking good care of my sister. Iâm An Yibei of Times Law Firm. Feel free to come to us if you ever have the need.â
He then left unhurriedly. The office erupted as everyone spoke at the same time.
âTimes Law Firm? As in that really awesome lawyer? The one that can defeat a panel of lawyers singlehandedly?â
âHeâs so handsome... That restrained look of his only makes me want to rip his suit off!â
âTch, get out of here! You brute!â
Someone asked An Xiaxia directly, âXiaxia, why didnât you tell us you have a brother?â
An Xiaxia smiled and changed the subject. âYou know, heâs still single~â
All the single women in the office grew restless at the news. Wen Qing stomped her foot and went back to her seat.
For the next few days, An Xiaxia was treated like a princess by all her female colleagues.
An Xiaxia hadnât seen that coming. Had she known that introducing her brother would be this effective, she would have made use of him sooner...
She traded her brotherâs WeChat ID for two days of leave from the HR manager. She then grabbed her bag and was about to go home.
Wen Qing walked out of the tea room at that moment. Either by design or accident, she walked toward An Xiaxia.
An Xiaxia was talking to someone next to her and bumped into Wen Qing as soon as she turned around. The hot coffee splashed all over An Xiaxiaâs clothes.
âGosh, sorry. I didnât mean for that to happen!â Wen Qing cried out in an exaggerated voice.
An Xiaxia smiled. âDonât worry about it.â
Then... she tripped Wen Qing.
Wen Qing slipped in her high heels and fell down with a thump.
More importantly... she was wearing a skirt.
And the most unfortunate thing was... they could see everything up her skirt.
Several male colleagues darted looks at her and began to snicker.
Wen Qing blushed in embarrassment, shrieked, and looked at An Xiaxia in disbelief.
An Xiaxia looked back at her innocently and even reached out to help her to her feet. âSister Wen Qing, are you alright?â
Wen Qing knew that she only had herself to blame. Gritting her teeth, she said, âIâm fine!â
An Xiaxia went on smiling.
All those that knew her now still deemed her a good-natured woman. She would repay those who were nice to her tenfold.
However, she wouldnât hesitate to repay any animosity toward her either!
He Dongyang stopped what he was doing and frowned at An Xiaxia. âYou canât walk around like that. Let me take you to buy some new clothes.â
At the thought of what that man had told him, he turned around and said to Wen Qing, âXiao Qing, are your shoes hard to walk in? Come, Iâll buy you a more comfortable pair.â
Wen Qing was over the moon. Fearing that An Xiaxia might refuse, she held An Xiaxia by her arm and dragged her along to the mall.
An Xiaxia sighed inwardly. He Dongyang was such a kind guy...n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Unfortunately, he was equally kind to every woman and in her dictionary, that was called a âcentral heating system.â
He Dongyang was very generous. He bought An Xiaxia a tracksuit and a pair of track shoes for Wen Qing.
The new clothes suited An Xiaxia just fine. As for Wen Qing... with her long chiffon skirt and those track shoes, she looked ridiculous. However, the grin on her face was so broad that An Xiaxia found it too cruel to point it out.
He Dongyang tried to make his tone as casual as possible as he asked, âXiaxia, I heard youâre married?â
An Xiaxia was dumbfounded. âHuh? Me? Married?â