Chapter 94: The Days Are Still Long

Lu Xiwán lazily lifted her eyelids and looked at Yun Ruojin.

She said it rather confidently.

"If all your effort can only produce design drafts like this, then I can only doubt your ability."

Fu Sijue's words were even more infuriating than Lu Xiwán's.

The two sat side by side watching Yun Ruojin, one with a cold stare, the other with a mocking smile.

His open favoritism toward Lu Xiwán made Yun Ruojin feel unprecedented pressure.

Lu Xiwán slapped her buttocks, stood up, and smoothly pulled Wang Yuan from her seat.

"The meeting's over, so I'll leave first."

Lu Xiwán pushed the door open and left first.

With Xie Zian's permission, the others hurried out as well.

"I've never seen you protect Gu Qingmeng like this before; is she really that special?"

Xie Zian narrowed his eyes, looking toward the doorway with a hint of meaning.

"She and Gu Qingmeng are different," Fu Sijue said, pausing briefly before letting out a light chuckle as if recalling something.

"She looks a lot like Wanwan—no, wait..." Fu Sijue began, then shook his head gravely, "I can't pinpoint how, but she is special."

Xie Zian gasped as if seeing a ghost, "Tsk, it's been years since I've seen you smile. Tell me honestly, weren't you hypnotized by Xi Wan?"

Fu Sijue withdrew his smile and stared coldly at him, "If you can't speak, get out."

The scolded person was unfazed, still teasing Fu Sijue with a playful grin.

She is different from Gu Qingmeng and Yun Ruojin; she is unique, Fu Sijue thought.

Back in the office, Wang Yuan let out a sigh of relief, sat in her chair, and gulped a large mouthful of water to calm herself.

"That was terrifying just now; thank goodness Wanwan sis was there, otherwise I truly wouldn't have known what to do."

Wang Yuan pounded her chest in relief; had Lu Xiwán not pre‑saved the design drafts on the computer, she would have been doomed today.

"I should be the one thanking you."

Otherwise she would have been tangled up with Fu Sijue again today.

"There are still plenty of design drafts I saved on the computer, enough for you to use for a while."

Lu Xiwán said generously, "These are my thank‑you gifts to Wang Yuan."

"Skip the polite talk; with this time, we might as well think about what to eat after work today," she interrupted Wang Yuan, resting her chin thoughtfully.

Meanwhile, Yun Ruojin's expression darkened as she hurried toward the office.

The door slammed shut with force, and a burst of clattering echoed inside; several nearby workers lowered their heads, fearing the wrath might fall on them.

In the corner, an unremarkable‑looking girl silently rose and slipped into Yun Ruojin's office.

Upon entering, she saw her face twisted in a snarl, brandishing a water cup as if about to smash it on the floor.

She reacted swiftly, grabbing Yun Ruojin's wrist, and said gently, "Vice Director Yun, why so?"

"She's just a junior assistant, can't compare to you, and she's even bringing a child..."

"You were hired by President Fu with a hefty salary as Vice Director; in this Design Department, aside from Director Xie, you're the most senior."

"She can't see the situation clearly; can you not either?"

Yun Ruojin's brows tightened as she surveyed the woman before her.

She clearly had a face that, if tossed onto the street, even her mother couldn't locate, yet her eyes brimmed with ambition and scheming.

"You, what do you mean?"

The girl smiled faintly, "Director Xie rarely comes to the company; after all, isn't the entire Design Department decided solely by you?"

"The days are still long; there are daily chances to find an unpleasant moment with her."

"Getting angry with her now isn't worth it."

When she finished, the girl whispered a few words into Yun Ruojin's ear.

The fierce gloom on Yun Ruojin's face gradually faded, and a hint of smile appeared on her previously sullen expression.

【3】 "Speak up, what do you want to get from me?"

"Speak, what do you want to get from me?"