Chapter 232

Monday, the beginning of the week. Because the call center was temporarily short of staff, He Lele and two other newcomers started work early. The newcomers, including He Lele herself, felt very surprised because she had just made a tragic demonstration last Friday that made the lecturer and supervisor furious. After this weekend, she was the first to start work; no matter how you looked at it, it was too strange.

"She must have connections, right?"

"Probably not. I've seen her resume; she graduated from a top university. If she had connections, why come to do customer service?"

"That's not necessarily true. You don't know, right? The HR manager of the ×Xin Group originally did customer service here. After half a year, she went to the group, a straight helicopter ride. In the end, others found out she was Chairman Liao's niece."

"Oh... whatever, I'm just here to do my job."

"That's true, hehe."

Abnormal things naturally become topics of discussion. Although He Lele was also surprised by the supervisor's decision, she didn't intend to ask anything. After a brief adaptation, she got used to the rhythm of customer service work. The open working environment and relatively closed working state—it was very suitable for her.

At noon, she heated up the lunch she brought using the company's microwave. He Lele walked alone to the central garden not far from the company to eat. It wasn't that she didn't want to mingle with others, but because she had no money to buy groceries, her side dish was cheap and appetizing pickled radish, and this situation would continue for another week. Although she didn't feel this was anything shameful, she didn't want to explain too much, nor did she want others to look at her with strange eyes, so she simply avoided them.

Three days passed, calm and uneventful. Ren Lingyu was on a business trip with Li Yiquan, saying she would be back on Friday. The kitten Red Bean was enjoying itself at home; it wouldn't hide from her but wouldn't actively stick to her either. Only when sleeping at night would it quietly sleep beside her. After being startled twice, she got used to it.

Thursday, Mu Wei finally called.

After getting off work, just as He Lele walked to the entrance of the agreed hotel, a beautiful and dignified female receptionist seemed to recognize her, saying that Mr. Mu had already booked a table in the Chinese restaurant and asked her to rest for a while; he would be there soon.

Sitting by the window, He Lele flipped through the menu, thinking boredly that if Mu Wei didn't come, she might not even be able to pay the tea fee... However, the money from her part-time job should arrive tomorrow afternoon. If it didn't arrive, her pickled radish would be finished too.

"It really is you." A somewhat familiar voice sounded suddenly.

He Lele turned her head following the sound. As soon as she saw the young man speaking, her eyes immediately became vigilant and cold, her delicate brows furrowing slightly.

Fan Siyi sat down beside He Lele on his own, crossed his legs, draped one arm over the back of the sofa, and tilted his body to examine the woman in an ordinary suit in front of him carefully and inquisitively. For the past half month, he had been driven to distraction. The artists under his company were either breaking contracts or refreshing negative news for him every day. After the company's stock price rose for two days, it plummeted all the way, and his family background was also exposed completely online with added embellishments. The old man at home had spoken, telling him to close the company, otherwise, he would be expelled from the family.

Regarding everything that happened, at first, he wasn't sure. It wasn't until trouble followed trouble and the board of directors forced him to step down that he finally confirmed—Producer Shentu Mo, hahaha! Producer Shentu Mo!

Finally, you also have a woman you care about, huh! Hmph!

As soon as Fan Siyi sat down, He Lele stood up without a word. "Please move."

"What if I don't?"

"... Waiter! Please ask this gentleman to move; I want to go out."

"Uh... this gentleman..." The waiter looked troubled.

Fan Siyi chuckled, grabbed He Lele's arm, pulled her into his arms, and said to the waiter, "It's fine, you go get busy; my girlfriend is throwing a tantrum."

"Let go of me! I don't know you at all! If you don't let go, I'll call the police!" He Lele struggled hard, not wanting to cause too much of a scene, so she could only glare at Fan Siyi angrily while struggling.

"Heh... you weren't afraid of me reporting it last time. Now that you're back in the country... do you think I'll be afraid?"

Hearing Fan Siyi's words that so despised the law, He Lele closed her eyes. "Let go of me."

"No."

"..."

"Do you know what Producer Shentu Mo has done for you? Heh... I'm really curious, if I were to take you, what kind of reaction would he have?"

He Lele looked at him like he was a monster. Was he crazy? He said "what Producer Shentu Mo has done for her"? Which country's joke was he telling?

"So you've troubled me time and time again just to provoke Producer Shentu Mo?" He Lele asked back.

"Why? Do you have a better idea?" Fan Siyi lowered his eyes to look at the full bulge on her chest. Thinking about touching her, his body actually started to get excited.

"You've found the wrong person. I have no relationship with Producer Shentu Mo; anything he does couldn't possibly be because of me."

"... Hahaha!" Fan Siyi suddenly felt very satisfied. "Fine, you just need to say that sentence you just said one more time, and I'll never trouble you again, how about that?"

Seeing him laughing so happily, He Lele suddenly had a very bad premonition.

"Uncle Miao, has he arrived? Good, I'm on the first floor, I'll be up immediately." After finishing the call, Fan Siyi didn't care whether He Lele was willing or not, grabbed her hand, and took her straight to the private room area on the third floor.

Pushing open the door, Fan Siyi said to the two people in the room with a smile on his face, "Sorry, I'm late."

"Ayi... who is this young lady?" The old man in the room frowned and asked. He had been entrusted by Fan Siyi's mother to come and be a peacemaker, but he hadn't expected Fan Siyi, who had always been well-behaved as a child, to be so unreasonable now that he had grown up, bringing a woman at a time like this!

"Her? She's a mutual friend of mine and an old classmate—ah! No, Lele, did you just say that you have no relationship with this old classmate of mine?" Fan Siyi asked, acting as if they were intimate.

He Lele stared straight at the black-clad man sitting elegantly beside the round table in the room, only feeling that her stomach was frozen from her stomach all the way to her heart and lungs. Her cheeks were so stiff she couldn't move them at all, and even her throat couldn't spit out a single syllable.

Producer Shentu Mo's thousand-year-cold eyes glanced at her small hand being held tightly. As his gaze shifted, the corners of his mouth actually raised into a shallow smile, as if he were in a good mood. But his next action made He Lele feel completely cold to the bone—

He slowly took off the pair of thin-rimmed glasses that reflected the gorgeous lights, his ink-black pupils staring at her with unfathomable emotions like a hunting demon god!

Author's Note:

Couldn't get it posted no matter what. After tossing and turning for half a day and asking the editor, I found out Xian was twitching again... Hope the phone works!