C4 Personal Secretary 2

Outside, Xu Qianqian took a quick glance at her desk. How to describe it? Every inch exuded luxury. The desk was made of sandalwood, which most people would use as a decorative piece, but here it was, serving as her workspace. And that computer—it was brand new, almost as if it had been purchased just for her.

"Secretary Xu, there's a small window here that lets you keep an eye on Director Leng," Zhang Nan quietly shared a little tip with Xu Qianqian, just to ensure she could always monitor Director Leng's status. After all, if he was in there alone and something happened, no one would know...

"Don't worry, I'll keep a close watch on Director Leng," Xu Qianqian replied, keeping her head down.

"There's no need to be so formal, Secretary Xu. All that 'you this' and 'you that' sounds so stiff. Just call me Mr. Nan if you don't mind," Zhang Nan said with a warm smile, as gentle as a spring breeze.

"Okay, Mr. Nan," Xu Qianqian agreed with a smile, her pretty face and sweet smile momentarily dazing Zhang Nan. It was no wonder Director Leng had taken a liking to her—not only was she well-educated, but she was also quite attractive.

"Alright, if you need anything, just call me. I'm on the eighteenth floor," Zhang Nan said before leaving, leaving Leng Yechen and Xu Qianqian alone.

Once Zhang Nan had left, Xu Qianqian instinctively glanced at Leng Yechen in his office, feeling a bit helpless about his work ethic. It was almost nine o'clock, and he was still working so hard as the CEO. Did that mean she had to keep up with him too? Oh my gosh! She was a bit of a slacker, even though she was diligent and had a great memory. But once she hit the bed, all those talents seemed to vanish into thin air!

As Xu Qianqian pondered her future lifestyle, Leng Yechen suddenly stood up, slipped on his custom-tailored suit jacket, and headed straight for the door.

As Leng Yechen stepped out, Xu Qianqian quickly got up, grabbed her bag, and followed him. She hadn't forgotten a single word of what Zhang Nan had said earlier. As Yechen's personal secretary, wherever he went, she had to go too. If he stayed at a hotel, she would have to stay there as well. Who came up with the idea of a personal secretary anyway?

With a "ding," as they exited the company, three luxury cars were already waiting at the entrance. The Lamborghini in the middle had its rear door open, and a chauffeur in white gloves was holding the door frame for him.

"Get in!" Yechen's voice was commanding and left no room for refusal.

Hearing this, Xu Qianqian hesitated for a moment by the car door, then quickly got in with her bag. Once she was settled, the car started moving immediately, the three luxury vehicles driving steadily toward an unknown destination.

In the car, Yechen's eyes were slightly closed, as if he were taking a nap, but his fingers tapping rhythmically on the armrest revealed his current state. Watching those fingers, Xu Qianqian found herself momentarily entranced. They say a man's hands can be particularly attractive, and seeing them now, she couldn't help but agree. They were like alabaster, making one want to reach out and hold them...

Half an hour later, they arrived at their destination. The driver promptly got out to open the car door for Yechen and Xu Qianqian, welcoming them home. The mansion, as grand as a palace, left Xu Qianqian in awe, and the orderly staff made her gape in surprise. This kind of scene, straight out of a TV drama, felt overwhelming to witness in person.

"I'm hungry," Yechen said coldly, and with that, a butler immediately left to attend to his needs. Xu Qianqian followed him at a measured pace, adjusting her speed to match his—speeding up when he did, slowing down when he did—always maintaining a respectful five-foot distance.

As soon as she entered the living room, a table full of steaming late-night snacks was already set. There were freshly cooked noodles, some just-steamed pastries, and a tempting plate of stir-fried rice noodles.

Hmm... stir-fried rice noodles?

Xu Qianqian couldn't help but swallow. She loved spicy stir-fried rice noodles, the kind with just the right amount of heat that made every bite a delight.

"You must be hungry too. Sit down and join me," Leng Yechen said casually, waving his hand before taking off his jacket, which a servant promptly took.

Once seated, Xu Qianqian dug in without hesitation, naturally opting for her favorite stir-fried rice noodles. Beside her, Leng Yechen also sat down and picked up his chopsticks to enjoy the steaming noodles.

Yes, he preferred noodles, while she loved her rice noodles!

Watching Xu Qianqian savoring her dish, a nearby servant was slightly taken aback, then quietly looked away. Although it was the first time Young Master Leng had brought a woman home, it was clear she was his secretary!

But when did Young Master Leng start having a female secretary? And bringing her home?

Moreover, sharing a meal at the same table?

It was known that no woman had ever dined or stayed overnight in this house before.