C14 Her Heart Was Pounding

"I'm really sorry, Director Yan. This is our waiter's fault." The supervisor took out a tissue and was about to clean his drink. Yan Yilang suddenly curled his lips and raised his hand to block it. He stared at her without blinking. "I want her to wipe it off for me."

Qiao Xinyou swallowed a mouthful of saliva and clenched her fists. Her mind was filled with her sister's care fees.

"What are you still standing there for?" The supervisor roared angrily.

The people watching the show quietly stared at the three main characters.

Qiao Xinyou loosened her fist and took a deep breath. Her trembling hands took the tissue from the supervisor's hands and lifted her heavy steps forward.

When she walked in front of him, her gloomy face was full of oppression. She wiped his collar time and time again.

They were very close to each other. She could feel his steady breathing and his soul-stirring heartbeat.

"I say, Director Bai, can you not look for all the waiters you find in the future? Who can bear such a hot temper?" Yan Yilang continued to complain, but he could still find traces of teasing from his unquenchable anger.

On the contrary, Qiao Xinyou's tired face was full of helplessness, and there was only a begging in the depths of her heart.

Begging was because she did not want to lose this job, and also could not lose this job. This high-paying job was her sister's important care fee.

Although she was very unwilling to beg the son of her enemy, whenever she thought of her sister moaning in pain while hugging that leg that was about to be crippled, her bottom line could be turned into no bottom line.

"Yes, yes, yes. It was our waiter who did not take good care of her. Director Yan, don't be angry."

"Can you not be angry? The waiter is so arrogant. How can I still have fun here?"

Qiao Xinyou's fiery eyes stared straight at him. He definitely understood what she meant.

But he ignored her pleas and once again curled his lips, arrogantly challenging her dignity.

Are you afraid? Since she was in need of money, then he would let her taste the feeling of losing her job and having nowhere to run.

"Qiao Xinyou, quickly apologize." The supervisor stared at her coldly. It was as if sparks were about to burst out from his eyes.

Qiao Xinyou gritted her teeth and looked at the flickering floor under the messy lights. She said in a low voice, as if begging for forgiveness, "Director Yan, I can't serve you. Please forgive me."

Yan Yilang turned his head and turned to the other side. He did not look at her and said coldly, "Is there any use in apologizing?"

Qiao Xinyou lowered her head and was silent. The eyes beside her were like thorns. Some were sarcastic, some were watching a good show, but there was no sympathy. It made her heart feel cold.

This world was so cruel. No one would sympathize with her, and no one would help her.

Even many years ago, she had already gotten used to the cold and warm feeling, but why did she still feel uncomfortable now? Was it because the one who bullied her was this man in front of her?

Was it that man that she had once loved, yet she had ruthlessly framed him?

"Director Yan, we will give you an explanation for this matter. Look, your body is wet. Do you want to go to the fitting room and change your clothes first? We will definitely give you an explanation later."

After Yan Yilang heard this, he reluctantly took a step forward.

The supervisor took a step forward. "Xinyou, this is not the first time you have gotten into trouble. Who is Director Yan? We can't afford to offend the CEO of A Group. This time, I'll give you one last chance. Otherwise, you can leave. You decide for yourself."

The supervisor's meaning was very clear!

Qiao Xinyou nodded. "Supervisor, I understand."

For the sake of work, she endured it. Following the footsteps in front, she took a long and slender leg and followed.

In the fitting room, she lowered her head and handed him a milky-white shirt. In front of him was a mocking smile.

"How is it? Does it feel fun to be framed?"

"Director Yan, I didn't serve you well this time. Please don't be angry. As long as you are happy, you can name the conditions yourself."

Yan Yilang smiled coldly. He took off his shirt in front of her and approached her step by step. His strong body emitted the charm of a man and gradually filled the tip of her nose.

Even though Qiao Xinyou knew his purpose, she was still afraid. The scenes from last night kept spinning in her mind and she could not help but retreat step by step.

Yan Yilang approached step by step until she was against the wall and had no way to retreat. His face was full of a sinister smile. "Qiao Xinyou, no matter what you do to me, I will not be angry because I want to kill you."

A sentence that was similar to a malevolent expression came out of his mouth, but it was mixed with a trace of complicated melancholy.