Ye Huanyan couldn't do it on her own. She had to help Ji Xiaoyue while hailing a taxi by the roadside. She had no choice but to let Xiao Xue help her. She didn't want to sit in Manager Xiao Wu's car. It was late at night, and who knew what could happen? Especially when she was carrying a drunkard who couldn't move.
"The designated driver is here …" Xiao Xue opened the car door and stuffed Ji Xiaoyue into Manager Wu's car. She then waved at Ye Huanyan. "Secretary Ye, the designated driver is here. Hurry up and get in. We can't get a taxi at this hour."
Ye Huanyan looked back. Ji Xiaoyue was stuffed into the car like a pile of mud. She panicked and hurriedly tried to pull Ji Xiaoyue out.
"It's okay. Xiao Yue and I don't live far from each other. If we can't get a taxi, we'll take the subway."
Ye Huanyan held the car door. "Xiao Xue, do me a favor. Help me pull her out."
"Hello?" Xiao Xue suddenly took out her phone from her bag and answered the call. She looked at Ye Huanyan apologetically. "My boyfriend said he's here to pick me up. Secretary Ye, you can go with Manager Xiao Wu. My boyfriend is here. Goodbye …"
"Secretary Ye, just get in the car. The designated driver is driving. Are you still worried?"
Manager Wu's hand slid along the car door and touched her elbow. She froze and instinctively flung her arm away. She took two steps back and put some distance between them. "Manager Wu, it's too late. You're drunk. I have to ensure Xiao Yue's safety, so I have to take her with me."
"Go, go with her …" Manager Xiao Wu leaned against the car door and looked half-drunk. "Didn't I ask you to go together? Secretary Ye. "
"You …"
"If you're not going, then I'll go. Secretary Ji is very drunk. I have to send her home safely." He sat in the back seat. The unconscious Ji Xiaoyue leaned on his shoulder in a daze.
Ye Huanyan panicked. "Hey, wait a minute …"
Manager Wu poked his head out of the car and looked at Ye Huanyan with a faint smile.
"What happened?"
"Um, I'll sit with Xiao Yue. You sit in front."
She reckoned that Manager Wu wouldn't dare to do anything. After all, they were all in the same company. They would still see each other often in the future. At most, he would find an opportunity to send the two of them back home to get closer to each other.
If not for the fact that Ji Xiaoyue was drunk, she would not have bothered with such a person.
At the entrance of the Japanese restaurant, a group of people had just finished eating. There were both men and women, and one of the men was very outstanding. He was tall, and his height of 1.85 meters was particularly obvious in the group of people. The woman standing beside him had exquisite makeup, and the burgundy coat could not hide her proud figure at all. She accompanied a middle-aged man with an oily face, talking and laughing.
"President Ding, I'm really sorry. In order to cooperate with my time, I suddenly called you out so late. I'll treat you to dinner some other day. You must do me the honor."
Her voice was very coquettish, and any man who heard it felt soft all over. President Ding patted the back of her hand. "Enran, I have a few bottles of wine. If you're free tonight, would you like to have a few more drinks with me?"
Sheng Enran's expression didn't change.
"Oh, President Ding, you're so happy today that you forgot. If I didn't have a job tomorrow, why would I suddenly change the time to dinner tonight? Next time, next time, President Ding … "
"Really? Don't lie to me … "
"Of course. Hey, President Ding, your car is here. It's windy outside. Get in the car …"
After sending President Ding away, Sheng Enran breathed a long sigh of relief and reached out to hold Ling Han's arm.
"Han, this is all for you. Otherwise, I wouldn't bother to deal with these old men. You have to compensate them well."
As if he didn't hear her, Ling Han took a step down the stairs. Sheng Enran's arm missed, and she immediately looked embarrassed.
"It's late. You still have things to do tomorrow. Go back and rest early."
Sheng Enran bit her lip and approached Ling Han unwillingly. Her voice was very soft.
"Han, it's so late. It's not safe for me to go back alone. Aren't you going to send me home?"
Ling Han's gaze stopped on a black BMW in the distance, and his eyes gradually turned cold.
"Qiao Mu, send Enran back."
Qiao Mu, who had been standing on the side without saying anything, was slightly stunned. "Yes …"
"Han …" Sheng Enran still wanted to say something but was interrupted by Qiao Mu.
"Miss Sheng, this way please."
Sitting in Qiao Mu's car, Sheng Enran's face immediately darkened. "Come and go at his beck and call. Your boss is really cold and heartless."
Qiao Mu started the car and slowly drove on the road. Her voice was gentle.
"President Ling has always been like this. Compared to other women, he treats Miss Sheng differently."
"That's because I can help him keep his clients and business partners."
Sheng Enran knew her place very well. Otherwise, she wouldn't have made a name for herself in the entertainment industry not long after her debut. In the past, it was fine if she played with men, but as she grew older, she had to get married and find a good partner. Without a doubt, Ling Han was the best candidate.
"Since you know, are you still willing to stay by President Ling's side?"
Qiao Mu couldn't help but ask.
"What can I do? A relationship is the most stable when it's mutually beneficial. I have value to him, so he keeps me by his side. I need his protection, so I'm willing to do things for him."
"What if one day your value doesn't exist?"
"Impossible …" Sheng Enran reflexively retorted. When she saw her exquisite face in the rearview mirror, she was slightly stunned and realized that she had lost her composure. She frowned and said, "Assistant Qiao, you talk a bit too much today."
Qiao Mu's expression changed slightly, and she was stunned for a few seconds before saying lightly,
"I'm just concerned about you."
Sheng Enran's expression eased a bit, and a gentle smile appeared on her face.
"I should thank you. You've indeed helped me a lot. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know so many of the places he frequents. How about this, I'll give you a big red packet during the New Year."
"No need, I'm willing."
Qiao Mu's voice was a bit muffled.
Sheng Enran stared at the back of his head suspiciously for a while, feeling that something was off about him today.
Qiao Mu felt the gaze behind her and quickly changed the topic. "You haven't answered my question."
"Huh?" Sheng Enran was slightly taken aback as she recalled what he just asked.
After thinking about it seriously, she smiled. "That's impossible. I'll make him want to marry me as soon as possible. He doesn't have other women by his side, and even if he does, it's only on a whim. No one has been by his side as long as I have."
She was very certain when she spoke, as if she already had a card up her sleeve about her identity as Mrs. Ling. Indeed, ever since Ling Han started working at Pleasure Media, his identity as the crown prince had been announced to the world. He had never been short of women by his side, and the frequency of him appearing in the gossip news these past few years was no less than that of the current popular artists. However, those female artists did not last long. The only one who lasted more than half a year was her, Sheng Enran.
She did not notice that Qiao Mu's expression was inexplicably sorrowful at this moment.
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