C21 Can You Take Me Home

Jing Xi's heart sank. It wasn't a taste.

He didn't want to lower himself to her level and wanted to leave.

However, she pulled on his wrist. His unfriendly appearance was full of provocation.

The company building was undoubtedly a beautiful scenery.

Meng Xuerou frowned in anger. Her brows were tightly knitted, and she seemed to be displeased with her attitude.

With Lin Ting gone and Jing Xi coming along, Meng Xuerou couldn't get used to it.

She had been with him for so many years that it had been easy for her to be a secretary, but now there were other people at her side.

"You won't say a word." He asked again with anger in his eyes and tone.

Jing Xi lowered her gaze to the wrist that had been grabbed. She looked up from her fair wrist. Initially, she didn't want to lower herself to the same level as her.

He shook her off with all his might.

"Impossible."

After that, they walked into the company's main hall. There were too many people talking. Meng Xuerou didn't act rashly, instead, she stomped her feet with all her strength.

She twisted her foot.

Without looking back, Jing Xi walked straight up the stairs.

With so many people, she wasn't a good person. Who knew if she would be bitten in return?

"Miss Meng, are you alright?"

Seeing this, the young miss at the front desk walked over with large strides, wanting to help her up.

Meng Xuerou was bent over with her long legs bent over in pain, and her ankles looked swollen and red.

"Slow down, it hurts like hell." The anxiety and anger in her heart caused her anger to spill onto the front desk girl.

However, everyone in the company knew that she was known for being arrogant. Since Shen Yao was able to make her proud, they didn't dare to say anything more.

He could only bear with it. "I'm sorry, Miss Meng. I have to be careful."

The receptionist, who was supporting her, wiped off her sweat before helping her to a nearby chair and sat down.

With a hoarse voice, Zhang Xuan looked at the young mistress, whose ankle was already swollen and red. She hadn't gone through any ordeal, and gritted her teeth in pain.

He complained, "Jing Xi, I'm not done with you."

Then he let out another sigh.

This caused the young miss at the front desk to hold back her laughter.

He was the one who stamped his foot and sprained his ankle, yet he blamed others. It was the fault of everyone that the rich got hurt.

Sensing the smile on her face, he bellowed angrily, "What are you still standing there in a daze for? Hurry up and call Shen Yao over."

Meng Xuerou frowned.

Right now, she couldn't walk away. She was still walking on the heels of her shoes. If she were to walk away forcefully, her feet would probably be crippled.

"Sorry, Miss Meng. We just received news that the CEO has a meeting this morning. I don't think it's over yet."

The front desk girl truthfully reported the news she just received.

Both sides weren't simple characters, so it was hard to get a reception for her.

Meng Xuerou wanted to stamp her feet when she heard this, but realized that her feet were swollen like this. She could only toss the bag on her shoulder to show that she was in a good mood.

"I don't care. Call him over for me."

Since Shen Yao had always been kind to her, she started to ignore him even more.

At this moment, Meng Xuerou was a delicate and charming young miss. She didn't care about the feelings of others as she started to clamor.

The receptionist could only walk over and pick up the phone, but no one answered the call from the CEO's office.

Both of them had their hands on their foreheads as they faced difficulties at the reception desk.

She had only been in class for a few days, how could she be so unlucky?

"What's wrong?" Du Yucheng walked over with his tall and straight body.

With a quick glance, it was clear to see.

"Oh, Assistant Du, that Miss Meng must find the CEO, but the CEO is …"

On the usually calm face of the front desk, there was a bit of panic, a bit of slurred speech.

Du Yucheng replied softly and walked towards Meng Xuerou.

He saw her lower her eyes and occasionally touch her ankle, then cry out in pain.

"Miss Meng, is there anything I can do for you?"

Du Yucheng's emotionless voice sounded, clear and bright.

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Raise your head.

There were drops of sweat on her forehead, and the bright red lipstick on her small mouth made her look like a fox.

"Assistant Du? Where's your CEO? "

Meng Xuerou started to talk to Shen Yao, but her tone revealed her impatience.

Du Yucheng did not move, he just continued to stand in front of her, "The CEO has a meeting, you have something to tell me."

Her thin lips opened and closed. It was very sexy.

"I'm telling you. Alright then, tell your CEO to come down quickly and pick me up. I've sprained my ankle."

Meng Xuerou pouted her red lips in displeasure.

"That Miss Meng is going to be disappointed. The CEO might not be free today."

With that, he lifted his leg and was about to leave.

Meng Xuerou was so anxious that she almost fell off her chair. "Hey, why? Explain yourself."

"No reason." Du Yucheng stopped and said.

Behind him, Meng Xuerou's face darkened.

Originally, he had been in a good mood today, but after seeing Jing Xi, it felt like he was going to make things difficult for her.

There was no other way. He knew that Du Yucheng wasn't someone who was easy to deal with. In order to make himself feel better, he had to compromise.

His tone became a bit more gentle.

"Um, can you take me home?"

Meng Xuerou had always been proud and arrogant, but now that she had someone helping her, her voice was so low that it was almost as if it was made of dust.

Du Yucheng said simply, "Sure."

With great difficulty, Meng Xuerou got up and put her hand on his shoulder. When she lowered her eyes, her lips were almost bitten off.

Du Yucheng, of course, could see that she was helpless. He was just following orders, so he was speechless.

He helped her into the car and drove her home. The moment he left the Meng Family, he took out the phone from his pocket and dialed the number showing Shen Yao's comment.

"I've already sent him home."

A cold "En" came from the other end of the line before he hung up.

Two people with cold temperaments had almost nothing to say, but it was because of this that they were even more loyal.

Shen Yao, who was sitting in the office, crossed his legs and lazily sat there.

Finally, he was free.

She probably wouldn't bother him for the next few days.

He knew every move made by the company just now.

Because that would happen. As soon as he went downstairs, he heard her yelling.

In order to keep his eyes closed, he decided to turn around and go upstairs. He then informed the front desk that if anyone came looking for him, he would say that he was in a meeting.

However, she didn't expect him to ignore her arrogant and delicate temper, so she ordered Du Yucheng to solve the problem.

One of them was Du Yucheng, while the other was two other people at the front desk.

He had always been his right-hand man, so he was relieved to have him out.

Not a moment

His phone rang.

Looking at the caller ID, he saw that she was there everywhere.

Just as he was hesitating whether he should answer it or not, the phone hung up and a message was sent over.

"Shen Yao, you're too much. I've sprained my ankle, yet you got your assistant to send me home."

Looking at the words on the screen, one could feel their rage rising.