6 Threat
He Xuechu stood up shaking her body, her knee hit the corner of the table in front of her with a "bang".I didn't care about the pain, I just felt hot and stuffy like a fire.

"roll!"

He yelled out the grievances he had suffered for many days, hung up the phone mercilessly, and sat in his seat in a daze for a long time.

He Xuechu never thought that she would also be involved in the tragic plot in the TV series, where her husband who was still loving as before turned around and hugged other women.

It wasn't until the waiter came up suddenly and handed her the cloth wrapped in ice cubes that she came back to her senses.

"Miss, this gentleman asked me to give it to you."

Following his gaze, Huang Jiange, who was opposite, didn't even lift his head, and was still flipping through the magazine, but there was a slight emotion in the corner of his mouth.

He Xuechu took it, and covered the wound where his knee had just hit, his mood dropped instantly, he glanced at Huang Jiange hurriedly, and said, "You said you were willing to help me, did you mean it?"

When Huang Jiange heard this, he paused, closed the page in his hand, raised his head unhurriedly, and let out a steady "En." from his nose.

"Miss He, I don't like joking, but the choice is still in your hands."

He Xuechu frowned: "But, the condition is... what's the benefit of you helping me like this?"

The man suddenly chuckled, and his low voice sounded very magnetic in his ears, which made her almost fascinated for a second.

"Miss He, I'm a businessman. I just get what I need. Why bother to pursue so much? As long as we can achieve our goals, isn't it the result we most want to see?"

"I just got divorced..." He Xuechu hesitated, clenching her fingers tightly.

"I don't care." The man's words interrupted her.

He Xuechu's slightly frowned brows did not relax, but Huang Jiange seemed to have insight into what she was thinking, and added, "Only in the name of husband and wife, the rest of life is free."

"it is good."

Like a ghost, He Xuechu nodded heavily.

A smile slowly bloomed from the corner of the man's eyes, shooting straight into her heart like the most gorgeous sunshine in autumn, He Xuechu was stunned for a moment before opening his mouth.

"I have a request, Huang Jiange."

The man nodded, his eyes met.

"I want to work in Songying Group, and I have to take back some of my things."

I saw the man turned his head slightly, and the hair on the side of his ears moved accordingly. With the classical music playing in the store, he said, "Okay."

On a bright day, the Geying Group is downstairs.

The man's slender figure was faintly revealed under the camel-colored coat, and he still had a frosty aura and a steady pace.

Everyone took a breath, but they couldn't restrain their attracted glances.

But in an instant, there was a clear sound of footsteps from behind, stepping on hurried emotions.

In full view of the crowd, the man turned around, and a woman in plain business attire came with a shawl behind her, and Shi Shiran showed her delicate and bright face.

"Sorry... I'm late." He Xuechu panted slightly, her face flushed.

Huang Jiange tilted his head slightly, hesitated for a moment, and pursed his lips and said, "From today on, you are my personal assistant, and you are not allowed to be late again."

Nothing happened until the whole morning, and He Xuechu could hear faint whispers from outside.

It's just Huang Jiange, their unfeminine CEO actually hired a woman as a personal assistant, and they haven't gotten mad at her for being late, so there must be something about the backstage or the inside story.

He Xuechu listened to them while bypassing them, and walked towards the stairs where there was no one on the side.

(End of this chapter)

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