His Beloved Treasure

But just as he was about to get up to ask for Qiao Yi, the door was pushed open from outside, and Secretary Xi stood there holding a phone: ”President, you have lunch with General Manager Meng from Laini today at noon, you were informed yesterday afternoon.”

After Xi Meng finished speaking, no one answered her, only Mu Yichen and Qiao Yi, one sitting, one standing, both looking at the pen inside the sofa.

In Jiang Zhiyuan’s heart, a thousand draft horses galloped past, then he smiled and stood up from the sofa, walking towards Secretary Xi.

Because Secretary Xi didn’t receive a command from her boss, she didn’t dare to retreat, so Jiang Zhiyuan walked to the door and, with a good grip on her shoulder, pulled her inside.

Then the door was closed from the inside.

”Secretary Xi, we’ve known each other for so many years!”

Jiang Zhiyuan’s smile was forced and insincere.

Xi Meng had no idea what Jiang Zhiyuan was up to, just feeling her head swell, because the other two men completely stayed silent. Qiao Yi could keep quiet, but how could her boss let Jiang Zhiyuan tease her?

Xi Meng felt a bit wronged, but being a competent secretary, she still nodded earnestly: ”Uh-huh!”

”So, can you tell me, if you’re marrying someone else, is it someone else you have in mind too?”

Jiang Zhiyuan asked her indirectly.

Xi Meng was a little dizzy from the question, and instinctively glanced at Qiao Yi. Qiao Yi still had his head down, she could only see his profile, but she cleverly nodded again, and asked: ”Who is this ’someone else’ you’re talking about? Qiao Yi? My fiancé?”

Hearing the words ”fiancé,” Qiao Yi pierced Xi Meng with an angry look.

Xi Meng felt nothing, returning the look, and then looked at Jiang Zhiyuan again.

”That! Of course, it’s Deputy Qiao, who’s been working with you for many years and has only you in his heart.”

”I only love the person I’m going to marry!”

Xi Meng, no matter who the ’someone else’ is, answered Jiang Zhiyuan.

Jiang Zhiyuan awkwardly wanted to dig a hole and bury himself, thinking he should check his horoscope before going out in the future.

”President, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be going!”

Xi Meng turned to look at Mu Yichen.

”Fine!”

The man who had been sitting in the chair without speaking finally spoke.

Jiang Zhiyuan didn’t dare to stop her because once a woman gets serious, saying too much might lead to terrible consequences.

”Well, I actually have a bit of business too, so I’ll go first. You two continue.”

Jiang Zhiyuan also hurriedly escaped.

Qiao Yi gave a bitter laugh: ”This woman really is...”

Mu Yichen looked at him earnestly, then sighed helplessly, put down the document he was reading, and slowly leaned back into the chair.

”Qiao Yi, go propose to her now.”

Mu Yichen squinted at him with a somewhat gloomy expression, like a commanding suggestion.

Qiao Yi raised his eyes to look at him: ”Why should I do that?”

”Otherwise — don’t show that ’dying’ look in front of your brother again.”

Mu Yichen’s sharp eyes looked up at him, and those words at the end were somewhat heartless.

After Qiao Yi left Mu Yichen’s office, he saw the woman sitting at the secretary’s desk next to him typing diligently. He looked at her expressionless face, knowing it was because of him, yet he instinctively looked at her hand again. She typed so fast that the ring on her hand seemed to blind his eyes.

The diamond wasn’t even that big, but it dazzled him.

”Are you having lunch with Yichen and General Manager Meng at noon?”

”The president didn’t say!”

She replied, but her eyes stayed on the computer screen.

”Otherwise...”

Qiao Yi stepped towards her slowly with one leg, or perhaps he was too slow, so her phone rang.

Xi Meng glanced at the phone, then smiled contentedly and answered: ”Hello? No work at this time?”

”Lunch together? I’ll ask the boss if he has a social event first.”

She spoke softly to the person on the phone.

Then she bypassed the man standing next to her and went to knock on Mu Yichen’s office door.

”Boss, do you need me to join you for lunch?”

”No need!”

Mu Yichen replied indifferently from inside, but everyone outside heard it.

Qiao Yi took a deep breath, thinking are you even my brother?

”The boss said I don’t need to accompany him at noon, okay, see you at the usual place.”

The usual place?

Secretary Xi returned to her seat behind him, put down the phone, and continued typing.

Qiao Yi felt completely chilled to the bone, yet instinctively smiled again: ”Xi Meng, what exactly do you want?”

Xi Meng, not understanding, turned her head to look at him. He brushed her desk, looking at her with some anger and dissatisfaction.

”I don’t want anything, why are you standing here all the time?”

Xi Meng asked him, suppressing all her dissatisfaction and disappointment with him, but in her eyes, due to excessive restraint, there was a mistiness.

”You didn’t do anything, just that you always have a cold face when you’re with me, but smile like a blossoming flower when you’re with that jerk. Why am I standing here all the time? Why do you think?”

Qiao Yi slammed both hands hard on her desk, a document on it accidentally swept to the floor.

He glanced at it but didn’t pick it up and left.

While Xi Meng held her breath, just sat there, fingers mechanically tapping out a few meaningless characters, until she heard the ding of the TV turning off, she released her fingers from the keyboard.

Then numbly got up, walked over to pick up the fallen document.

For some reason, the always-strong her, actually saw a tear drop on the ground, two tears...

Those tears, they came from her.

She was actually crying?

For a man who can’t make up his mind, why was she crying?

He didn’t know what he wanted, but she always knew what she wanted.

Qiao Yi couldn’t give her what she wanted, she didn’t ask for it, so...

Why cry?

Mu Yichen opened the office door and came out, reflexively looked at the spot where she was crouching, not seeing the tears on the floor, just noticed her diminished form.

The surrounding air was a bit cold, Mu Yichen suppressed his emotions and only said coolly: ”I’ll be heading straight to lunch with General Manager Meng.”

”Understood!”

Xi Meng, hanging her head, her strength suddenly interrupted by someone, her voice trembled.

Mu Yichen walked a distance away, then suddenly turned around, unable to suppress his anger, his typically reserved secretary bullied to such a meek state: ”Xi Meng!”