What a deadly topic—all three of them were Jiang Wanyin’s clients.
The question seemed like a joke, but it inexplicably made her feel a hidden undercurrent of rivalry behind it.
Hmm? What kind of metaphor was that.
In any case, Jiang Wanyin truly didn’t dare answer carelessly, so she simply picked up a glass of red wine as a self-imposed penalty.
“That’s enough, Lisa. You don’t hold your liquor well.”
Shen Ci reached out and took the wine glass from Jiang Wanyin’s hand.
“Mm, it’s quite late… I’m sorry, President Shen, for making you all keep me company for so long.”
Wuwuwu, President Shen was truly an angel who saved her from a tight spot.
Jiang Wanyin stood up: “I’ll call a designated driver… mm…”
Dizzy.
Only after standing did Jiang Wanyin realize she had indeed drunk a bit too much; her body suddenly lost its balance.
“Careful.”
A strong, powerful hand steadied her.
Shen Ci looked down at the woman’s face, flushed like peach blossoms in snow from the alcohol: “Can you still walk?”
“I can… I can manage.”
Jiang Wanyin tried to take two steps—the world spun around her.
With a soft sigh, Jiang Wanyin felt her body lift into the air, then settle into a warm embrace.
“Don’t push yourself.”
It was President Shen who had picked her up.
Jiang Wanyin looked up in a daze; the man’s handsome, noble profile shone like bright moonlight, carrying an indescribable tenderness and lingering affection.
“Consultant Jiang, why are you standing here spacing out?”
The voice of Xiao Zhu, the front desk receptionist at Longye, snapped Jiang Wanyin’s wandering mind back to reality.
“It’s nothing. I suppose I’m just a bit tired.”
Jiang Wanyin rubbed her sore brow, picked up her coffee, and turned to leave the break room.
She had only slept four hours last night before being woken up by Lin Wenhao’s phone call.
He explained that it had been an accident after getting drunk with Lin Ru—he hadn’t expected Lin Ru to get pregnant.
Lin Wenhao said he only loved her, that he and Lin Ru had already come to an agreement; the money he’d borrowed last time was for the medical expenses to have Lin Ru’s child aborted.
He hadn’t expected Lin Ru to go back on her word.
An abortion—it doesn’t harm the man’s own body, so he thought it was as easy as that.
Lin Wenhao wanted to shake off the other party like a dirty rag as quickly as possible, so naturally, he’d face backlash.
After this incident, his image of being diligent and honest had shattered in Jiang Wanyin’s eyes.
Having been “talked through” by her bosses, her emotions had already calmed down.
Jiang Wanyin had just started working on-site at Longye, juggling multiple roles with plenty to keep her busy.
Since that woman Lin Ru had gone back on her word, she would definitely keep causing trouble next.
She had neither the energy nor the time to argue with Lin Wenhao and the others. She only replied: “We’re breaking up. After you get a job, remember to pay me back. I have your IOU, and you have my account number.”
After that, she blocked all of Lin Wenhao’s contact methods.
As President Pei said, keeping a scumbag around even one second longer is disgusting.
Jiang Wanyin returned to her office and sat down, rubbing her throbbing temples. The aftereffects of drinking were unpleasant.
Fortunately, Longye had prepared a private office for her, with a nameplate on the door reading “Design Consultant.”
That was at least much better than Jiang Wanyin’s tiny cubicle at Jiamu.
Knock, knock.
Jiang Wanyin looked up from her notebook: “Come in.”
Xiao Zhu poked her head in and said: “Consultant, President Shen is here and has called a mid-level meeting.”
President Shen is here?
When Jiang Wanyin left Tianlong Lake this morning, he hadn’t been up yet.
Last night, Shen Ci hadn’t taken her home but had brought her directly to his villa—of course, Chen Li and Pei Zhou were there too.
Everyone had rested for the night at the Tianlong Lake villa.
The thought of having gotten drunk last night and being carried all the way by President Shen made Jiang Wanyin feel a wave of heat rising within her.
Her boss Zhou Hai’s warning to keep her distance echoed in her ears.
She fanned her face with her hand to cool the heat before picking up her notebook and heading to the meeting room.
Longye’s main meeting room had been set up quite large from the start, big enough for a hundred people.
Inside the main meeting room, there was a smaller meeting room partitioned off, seating about twenty, reserved for leadership and mid-level meetings.
Jiang Wanyin walked into the small meeting room. Most people had already arrived. Xiao Zhu was pouring tea for Shen Ci.
“Wait, Xiao Zhu. President Shen prefers white tea. I’ll get it from my office.”
Having often eaten and drunk with Shen Ci and the others, Jiang Wanyin had naturally observed their tastes. Shen Ci had even gifted her a box of tea leaves once.
Hearing Jiang Wanyin say this, Shen Ci reached out and pushed the teacup in front of him away. “Give this one to someone else. I’ll wait for Lisa’s.”
Jiang Wanyin smiled and went out to fetch the tea, returning quickly.
After Xiao Zhu took the teacup away, she kept stealing glances at Shen Ci from the corner of her eye.
She saw the golden-haired boss looking at the “seconded” Consultant Jiang with a smile on his face.
Xiao Zhu followed his gaze.
Consultant Jiang, dressed in a blouse and a knee-length skirt in OL style, stood at the tea station. She crouched down, took a cup from the cabinet, and began brewing tea.
Pale, fair calves, a full figure, a slender waist.
Xiao Zhu noticed that Consultant Jiang had a very nice figure. Asian women were generally flatter in comparison.
From her angle, Consultant Jiang’s bust seemed to be at least a C cup or above.
Xiao Zhu instinctively turned back to look at the golden-haired boss, feeling that his gaze seemed to be slowly sweeping upward from below, tracing Consultant Jiang’s silhouette.
President Shen and Consultant Jiang?
Xiao Zhu shook her head inwardly. She must be overthinking it. A man of President Shen’s top-tier caliber would surely have a crowd of beautiful women surrounding him.
“President Shen, please have some tea.”
After pouring the tea, Jiang Wanyin found a seat and sat down on her own, not noticing Hu Xin frowning at her several times with displeasure.
A two-hour meeting.
Longye’s President Wu spoke about the new bridge project spanning across provinces, noting its high difficulty and status as the year’s key task, asking all departments to cooperate more with Hu Xin.
It was only then that Jiang Wanyin learned Hu Xin was a returnee from a prestigious university abroad, and that she was the one primarily responsible for tackling this bridge project.
Hu Xin kept glancing at Shen Ci, smiling brightly, and humbly said a few words without a trace of arrogance.
Indeed, anyone who saw the handsome, radiant, golden-glowing President Shen couldn’t help but feel in a good mood.
Then the department heads of Longye each reported on their current work, and the meeting came to an end.
Jiang Wanyin hadn’t expected that on her very first day at Longye, she’d run into such an important planning meeting.
Logically, they shouldn’t have called her—a spy tagging along for the project—to attend.
“Lisa.”
Just as Jiang Wanyin was stepping out of the small meeting room with the others, Shen Ci called out to her.
This was someone else’s company, so she turned around with a respectful, polite expression. “President Shen.”
“Why didn’t you call me this morning? Are you still feeling unwell? If you’re tired, you can go back and rest for a few days.”
Shen Ci walked up to Jiang Wanyin, looking at her with gentle eyes.
Jiang Wanyin remembered how the three of them had stayed up playing with her last night to lift her spirits, and her expression softened. “I…”
“Lucien, you were… together with Consultant Jiang last night?”
Hu Xin walked over with a look of surprise on her face.
Jiang Wanyin noticed Wu Guo and the others at the other end also stopping in their tracks, and only then realized how easily Shen Ci’s words could be misconstrued—
She hurried to explain, “I was just yesterday…”
Shen Ci had already hummed in acknowledgment.
Hu Xin’s gaze swept over the woman before her. Faces like this were a dime a dozen—how could Shen Ci possibly…
She raised an eyebrow and said, “I see that Consultant Jiang has a rosy complexion. You don’t look unwell at all.”
Jiang Wanyin gave an awkward smile. “I…”
At that moment, Shen Ci raised a hand and patted her on the shoulder, cutting off her words.
He said to Hu Xin, “Chloe, you don’t know the situation. Lisa has special circumstances.”
The word “special” from Shen Ci made Hu Xin’s eyes freeze for a moment, and then her gaze swept toward Jiang Wanyin like a sharp blade.
Jiang Wanyin saw everyone’s eyes turn to her with subtle looks.
Really now, President Hu, President Shen—at least let me finish my sentence!