Ye Huanyan didn't expect that Sheng Enran would come to the company to see Ling Han even if she broke her leg. He admired her a lot.
Ling Han's eyes flashed a trace of astonishment, but soon he was irritated by Ye Huanyan's indifference.
Sheng Enran limped into the office with a cane and put the lunch box on the table. Her tone was very sour. "Han, I just thought there was nothing delicious near the company, and it was not healthy, so I cooked lunch for you by myself. I didn't expect secretary Ye to be so serious and responsible."
"Is she serious and responsible?" Ling Han's face sank slightly.
"Bang!" a sound was heard.
In front of Ye Huanyan, the packed meal was thrown into the trash can.
Ye Huanyan looked up at Ling Han incredulously. "You..."
"Go out. It's none of your business here. A few sandwiches are your so-called sincerity. Don't you think it's too easy for you to be a secretary?"
Ling Han's face was calm, and his eyes were full of gloom.
Ye Huanyan's face was as pale as paper, but she didn't know how to respond to his words. Sheng Enran sat on the sofa in a dignified manner, just like a hostess. When she looked at her, there was even some pity.
Ling Han ignored the trembling in her eyes. He held Sheng Anran's shoulder and sat down behind the coffee table. He let Sheng Anran pick up the food and put it into his mouth pretentiously. His expression and posture were intimate, as if he didn't care about her existence.
She came out in a hurry.
"Han, try the soup I made."
Looking at the slightly trembling office door, Ling Han glanced at the porcelain white soup spoon in front of him. The fragrant chicken soup was bright and beautiful. It smelled very good.
"Did you do it yourself?" Ling Han raised the corner of his mouth, and his eyes fell on one of her legs, which was inconvenient to move, with a touch of ridicule at the corner of his mouth.
Sheng Enran was slightly stunned and said embarrassedly, "I was going to do it myself, but the doctor said that my leg can't be done for the time being …"
"Well, you don't have to say anymore," Ling Han interrupted her explanation. "It's good enough that you have the heart."
This sentence made Sheng Anran slightly stunned. Originally, he thought that if he was found to be lying, he would inevitably be coldly looked at. Unexpectedly, he was extraordinarily tolerant today. For the first time, he heard him say the word "intention".
However, his expression was somewhat absent-minded.
"Of course, I'm 100% devoted to you. When my leg recovers, I'll definitely cook for you personally."
She took the opportunity to explain. It was a disguised apology and goodwill.
However, Ling Han was not interested. "No need. You're busy with work. Leave this kind of thing to the servants."
Sheng Anran still wanted to say something, but Qiao Mu's gaze landed on Sheng Anran the moment she entered after finishing her meal.
"Let Qiao Mu send you back first. Your leg hasn't healed yet, so rest more at home."
This indifferent sentence did not contain much concern. It was as if he was just being polite and did not have the warmth from before.
Fortunately, Ling Han had always been like this. After being by his side for so long, Sheng Anran was also used to it.
On the way back, she sat in the back seat in a daze. When she recalled the scene she saw in the office today, she increasingly felt that Ling Han's attitude toward this Ye Huanyan was extraordinary.
If he really hated this secretary as much as he appeared to, he could very well fire her. Why would he be so angry for her every day? She had seen it countless times.
"Assistant Qiao, how is Secretary Ye's relationship with your President Ling?" she asked Qiao Mu, who was driving.
Qiao Mu's indifferent expression was reflected in the rearview mirror.
"There's no difference between a superior and a subordinate relationship."
Sheng Anran frowned.
"A superior and a subordinate relationship? I'm not a fool. Even I can see it. Assistant Qiao, don't tell me you don't know that Ye Huanyan slept with Ling Han. "
She first found out about this in Bali. After calming down for a few days, she did not think it was a big deal. After all, a man like Ling Han would be targeted by those women if she was not careful. She, Sheng Anran, did not even care about those who wanted to climb the social ladder. With her status in the entertainment industry, she could threaten those people with a few words, and they would all give up and disappear.
However, this Ye Huanyan was different from those actresses. She was smart, scheming, and very courageous.
She had to be on guard.
However, Qiao Mu did not say anything.
"Why aren't you talking?" Sheng Anran frowned.
"I don't casually discuss my boss's private life. Miss Sheng, don't make me lose my job." Qiao Mu's voice was as cold as a certain someone's.
Speaking of this, Sheng Anran laughed out loud. "What are you afraid of? If you get fired by Ling Han because of helping me, then come to my studio. I guarantee that your salary won't be less than what Ling Han gives you. "
Qiao Mu chuckled noncommittally and still did not give any response to her previous question.
Sheng Anran did not expect to get anything out of her, so she leaned against the cushion and closed her eyes.
"Call me when you get there."
"Mhm."
Late at night.
At the Ling Family's villa in Jinjiang Park.
Ye Huanyan had just finished showering and was about to go to bed when the sound of a car passing by came from downstairs. After a series of random opening and closing sounds, Lingling's voice clearly entered the room.
Ling Han had returned. She sat up from the bed and stared at the door for a while. Then, there was the sound of messy footsteps.
With a bang, the door slammed into the wall with a loud noise.
The smell of alcohol hit her in the face.
Her body stiffened, and she was enveloped by the smell of alcohol. Even as she breathed, the smell of smoke entered her nose.
The heavy smell of cigarettes and alcohol from his body swept over her, almost suffocating her.
"Who am I?" His face was inches away, and his hot breath scattered on her face, but his tone was abnormally cold.
"You drank too much …" She tried to push him away.
"Who am I? Ye Huanyan." He suddenly raised his voice and fiercely grabbed her hand, pressing her onto the bed.
"Ling … Ling Han …"
His tone was still cold, and he pressed closer.
"Ye Huanyan, you have to remember, I am your only man."
The pain in her wrist made her suck in a breath of cold air. Looking at his drunken appearance, even if she wanted to explain what happened during the day, she couldn't explain it clearly.
His hand was rubbing against the thin fabric of her pajamas, causing her resisting body to soften and gradually become obedient.
There was a hint of fragrance in the smell of tobacco. The rich and vulgar smell made her body stiffen, and she blurted out,
"Where did you go just now?"
Three words floated into her ears, "Where do you think?"
This vulgar smell was not from Sheng Anran. Although her image in the entertainment circle had always been sexy, the perfume she usually used was very high-grade, and it was definitely not this vulgar counterfeit.
"You make it clear."
"Eating with a client, where a man should go."
His indifferent look made Ye Huanyan feel that her stomach was overturned.
"Let me go, don't touch me …"
"What, do you feel disgusted?"
Ling Han's legs suddenly clamped her wantonly moving body, and his face was gloomy.
"When you were pulling and pulling other men, why didn't you think that I would also feel disgusted by you?"
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