Only by doing this could they discover that Yan Xiaye had stayed in the bar for such a long time before moving to the nearest hotel on the map.
Yan Xiaye certainly wouldn’t go to a hotel alone, and she had carefully left enough time for everything to happen, just in time to catch the adulterous couple in the act.
For someone with a record like Yan Xiaye, a crackdown on immoral activities would be a fatal blow.
Even if the other man could help her explain, a few days of detention would be unavoidable.
By that time, it would be impossible to hide the scandal of her being caught from the hotel.
After such an ugly incident, one could imagine how Li Beicheng would react towards her.
…
When Yan Xiaye woke up from her hangover, it was already ten o’clock the next morning.
Looking around at the unfamiliar decorations, she instinctively wanted to speak but found her throat so dry that she couldn’t utter a word.
As she anxiously recalled the events of the previous night, a small figure holding a cup of water walked in, startled to see her awake: “Yanyan, you’re awake!”
With that, Little Yunduo rushed over with her short legs and shoved the cup into her palm: “I made some honey water.
If you don’t like it, Yanyan, I can get you something else.”
Gratefully smiling at the little one, Yan Xiaye gulped down the water and finally found the strength to speak: “Little Yunduo, where is this?”
In her blurry memory, it seemed she first got drunk in the bar, and then went somewhere with a man…
“This is our home.” Little Yunduo opened her eyes wide with concern and stood on her tiptoes to touch her forehead, which was covered in cold sweat: “Last night, after you got drunk and had a fever, Daddy brought you here.”
Wait a minute!
Younger Uncle?
Yan Xiaye felt as if struck by lightning, her smile trembling more and more until she buried her head in the blanket like an ostrich.
Dead, dead, dead!
Although she suffered from the tragic alcohol tolerance of blanking out after drinking, she wasn’t to the point of amnesia.
If the memories surfacing in her mind weren’t fantasy, didn’t that mean she had brazenly done such inappropriate things to Li Yuntang while emboldened by alcohol?
The thought that he might be in the same room with her, had Yan Xiaye coughing softly to lower her voice, her heart weakly pounding: “Yunduo, what is Younger Uncle doing?”
According to rumors, Li Yuntang was famously indifferent to the opposite sex in Jianghai.
In other words, he was very likely shut in the bathroom at this moment, wishing to thoroughly cleanse and disinfect himself due to her bold touches while drunk the night before.
With her cherubic face tilted up, Little Yunduo saw Yan Xiaye’s debilitated state and quickly relayed her father’s message before leaving: “Daddy has a meeting this morning.
He told me to tell Yanyan that he has arranged a new job for you.
If you’re awake and no longer have a fever after eating breakfast, go to the company to see him.”
“Thank you, Yunduo.
I got it,” Yan Xiaye said dejectedly, staying put under the covers, gently touching the child’s soft hair: “Have you had breakfast yet?
Isn’t today a weekday?
Don’t you have school?”
Little Yunduo’s tender cheeks turned rosy with shyness as she pursed her lips: “Well…
last night when Daddy brought you home, you hugged me and wouldn’t let go when you saw me.
You cried and laughed and said a lot of strange things, so I had to sleep with you.
This morning after breakfast, Daddy helped me take a day off from school.”
Good heavens!
Did she not only flirt with the grown-up but also not spare the little one last night?
Yan Xiaye’s gentle smile gradually crumbled, and she collapsed onto the comforter, unable to get up.
…
In the afternoon, Yan Xiaye lingered outside the company entrance, psyching herself up for half a day before finally stepping inside.
Before seeing Li Yuntang, she had already made up her mind in secret.
Since everything that happened last night was a drunken misunderstanding, as long as she brazenly denied everything, she thought that Younger Uncle wouldn’t really flay her alive.
The receptionist had noticed Yan Xiaye’s hesitation early on, and the moment she entered the company, warmly greeted her, “Miss, may I help you with something?”
“I’m here to see Li Yuntang,” Yan Xiaye honestly stated the man’s name, instantly drawing the attention of those around her the next second.
“President Li?” The receptionist paused for a second, her polite smile turning to disdain as she laughed condescendingly, “Miss, there are many women like you who come seeking President Li every day, but they all fail to get past the reception.
Do you understand?”
Yan Xiaye was briefly puzzled but quickly realized the receptionist mistook her for one of those women trying to seduce their way to success.
Under the suddenly chilly gaze of the receptionist, she reluctantly pulled out her phone and bravely dialed Li Yuntang’s number.
“You’re here?”
“Yeah, but I didn’t make an appointment, so I can’t get a visitor elevator card…”
“Give her the phone.”
The man’s deep voice was highly recognizable, and the brief words that came through the phone were enough to turn the receptionist’s face pale.
Before Yan Xiaye could hand over the phone, the receptionist swiftly fetched an elevator card and presented it with a forced smile, “I’m sorry, Miss.
The elevator is over there.”
Once he heard that Yan Xiaye had solved the issue, Li Yuntang glanced at the time and continued over the phone, “Head to Conference Room One and wait for me.
I’ll be there in about twenty minutes.”
After putting away her phone, Yan Xiaye’s pounding heart finally began to settle.
Fortunately, Younger Uncle’s tone towards her was just as usual, otherwise, she really didn’t know what she would have done.
After asking a passing employee for directions to Conference Room One, Yan Xiaye, her feelings mixed, headed there alone with her head down, brushing past a couple wrapped around each other in the hallway.
“Hey?”
The flippant handsome man from the couple halted, turned to contemplate Yan Xiaye’s retreating figure thoughtfully, and bellowed dramatically, “Hold on!
Last name Yan, you’ve got some nerve pretending not to see me!”
Yan Xiaye didn’t at all feel that the person behind her was calling her, and continued to walk leisurely forward.
This irked Yan Er so much that he left his female companion in a huff, striding quickly to catch up behind her, and slapped her shoulder, “Hey!”
Yan Xiaye jolted from the slap and turned around in confusion, her expression swiftly changing from contemplative to disgusted, “Yan Er?”
“Come here!” After ensuring they were alone, Yan Er grabbed Yan Xiaye fiercely and shoved her into the nearest empty room, slamming the door as he roared, “I didn’t lay a finger on you that night, and I got beaten up for nothing!
Have some conscience, why would you tell Beicheng that we…
did that?”
The word ‘conscience’ coming from that arrogant and overbearing Yan Er from the other night had an unusual comedic effect.
Yan Xiaye tried to hold back, but couldn’t help laughing out loud, “Yan Er, if Younger Uncle hadn’t arrived on time that night, we both know perfectly well what would have happened.
Do you really have the nerve to stand on a moral high ground and question me?”