The female supporting role just wants to survive, but the boss insists on falling in love

Universal Building

The atmosphere in the entire company was extremely solemn, especially for those employees on the 101st floor who had to communicate with Tu Yan at close range.

At first, they were at a loss when faced with the tricky mastermind behind the scenes. Later, Tu Yan and the public relations department came up with a plan. It was better to guide than to block. So they simply exposed some privacy and directed the public's attention to the love story of Tu Yan and Zhuang Xiao. The effect was very good.

When everyone saw that the public opinion online had changed, they breathed a sigh of relief and thought that the matter was finally over.

But unexpectedly, Tu Yan still had a bad face. It was only after chatting with the front desk and the security guard that we found out that President Tu had stayed in the company all night last night.

Everyone speculated that it was most likely that he was kicked out of the house by his wife.

Knowing this, everyone was on high alert, fearing that something might go wrong again and that Mr. Tu would be unable to return home again.

The fact that Mr. Tu is having a hard time is secondary. The most important thing is that the fire in the city gate has affected everyone, making everyone nervous.

Others could hide, but Assistant Liu, the president's special assistant, couldn't. Holding the newly prepared document in his hand, Assistant Liu took several deep breaths before entering the president's office.

Tu Yan exuded a melancholy temperament from head to toe, even his tie was hanging loosely around his neck. He was frowning and flipping through A4 papers, making a rustling sound.

Assistant Liu handed over the report carefully. "This sector is still on the rise this quarter, and the overall development trend is still optimistic. Do you have any other instructions?"

Tu Yan took it with a frown on his face as he read through the documents line by line. "The growth rate has dropped so much, and you still call it optimistic?"

"The team is already making adjustments based on market reaction. The effectiveness will still depend on the market feedback after the subsequent precise promotion." Assistant Liu reluctantly said.

In fact, the fluctuation of the increase is normal. The market is still optimistic about the company's products, which can be seen from the stock trend. But Mr. Tu is a ruthless person, ruthless to himself and even more ruthless to others. Now he is facing family conflicts...

Tu Yan's expression did not ease at all, and his voice was cold, "For product developers, failing to predict market demand is already a huge mistake..."

Assistant Liu lowered his head in silence, ready to be affected by the anger.

"Knock knock." Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Tu Yan frowned. Who was so ignorant of the rules that he came over and knocked on the door knowing that Assistant Liu was reporting on his work?

Without waiting for Tu Yan to respond, the person knocking on the door pushed open the office door and poked his head in.

The moment they saw who was coming, the originally solemn and tense atmosphere in the office quietly changed.

Assistant Liu watched Tu Yan, who had been stern and aggressive a second ago, lower his eyes and his thick eyebrows softened. Although his lips were still coldly pursed, his whole aura had weakened.

The air was silent for a few seconds. Tu Yan snapped the folder shut and threw it back to Assistant Liu. "Let them handle it."

Assistant Liu hurriedly picked up the document, said "OK", and went out quickly without waiting for Tu Yan to speak.

Tu Yan and Zhuang Xiao were the only two people left in the huge office.

After looking at Zhuang Xiao twice, Tu Yan quickly lowered his eyes and stared at the documents on the table, as if she didn't exist.

Zhuang Xiao looked at the sulking Tu Yan, raised her eyebrows slightly, walked up slowly, and said softly, "Who made our Tu Tu angry?"

Tu Yan snorted lightly and glanced away with a look of being unable to be coaxed.

Zhuang Xiao walked up to Tu Yan, placed the thermal bag on his desk, and put his hands on his shoulders.

The muscles in the palms of his hands tensed for a moment, and then he belatedly shook his shoulders, but the movement was very small, as if he was acting coquettishly.

"My husband has been working overtime and he's been tired. Let me give you a massage." Zhuang Xiao moved her fingers and gently squeezed Tu Yan's shoulders. "Don't be angry anymore."

Tu Yan pursed his lips slightly and said nothing, but sat there stiffly, allowing her to knead and flatten him.

"Tu Tu is so good." Zhuang Xiao praised him promptly and launched further offensive, sitting sideways on the armrest of Tu Yan's office chair.

Tu Yan reached out to hold her waist almost as a conditioned reflex, fearing that she would fall if she didn't sit firmly.

When his palm touched the flexible waist, he realized what he had done. After a moment of silence, he was about to withdraw his arm.

Zhuang Xiao quickly grabbed his hand, inserted her fingers into his, clasped their fingers together, and leaned softly into his arms.

"What are you doing?" Tu Yan stiffened his neck and spoke in a hard tone.

"Husband~" It was Zhuang Xiao's sweet voice that answered him.

Tu Yan tried his best to suppress the corners of his mouth and glanced at her, "We are in the office, please pay attention to the impact and don't be so sweet..."

"Come on!"

Before he could finish his words, Zhuang Xiao gave him a crisp kiss on the face.

Tu Yan blinked his eyes quickly, stopped talking, and held the person tightly in his arms.

Zhuang Xiao softly nestled into Tu Yan's neck, "Where's the lunch I prepared for you? Considering how hard I worked, can you stop being angry?"

"..." Tu Yan said nothing, a little reluctant.

Zhuang Xiao hugged Tu Yan's neck and shook him, "Hmm?"

The soft and gentle ending of the melody was like a small hook, which made Tu Yan's heart sway.

"Hmm." Tu Yan groaned, quite reluctantly.

Zhuang Xiao smiled, raised his buttocks and was about to stand up.

"What are you doing?" Tu Yan grabbed the man's waist and his eyes widened. "I knew you weren't sincere. You're leaving after just a few words?!"

"..." Zhuang Xiao listened to his accusation and couldn't help but hold his forehead, "I'll serve you some food, it will get cold soon."

Tu Yan: "...Okay."

Tu Yan let go reluctantly and watched Zhuang Xiao carrying the thermal bag to the lounge. He vaguely saw Zhuang Xiao busying around through the partition.

Finally, I couldn't help it and got up and went to the lounge.

My eyes swept over the small plates that had been opened and arranged. They looked very good, and once the lids were opened, they were full of color, aroma and taste.

But Tu Yan showed an expression that was a bit hard to describe, "Didn't you say you prepared lunch for me?"

Zhuang Xiao paused for a moment, then smiled sweetly, "Well...I asked the aunts to prepare it, isn't it also preparation?"

Tu Yan looked at her straight, saying nothing.

Zhuang Xiao tilted his head and reached out to pull Tu Yan's hand. "I asked Aunt Wang to prepare it well last night. I've been thinking about it for a long time. I thought you worked overtime yesterday, and I didn't even have dinner today. I rushed to deliver it."

When Tu Yan heard that she hadn't eaten yet, he pulled her to sit down, still saying, "You deserve it."

Zhuang Xiao had already fully mastered the skills to control Tu Yan. Hearing this, she pouted unhappily, "You don't even feel sorry for me."

"You slammed the door and left last night, leaving me alone in the empty room. I don't know how lonely and scared I must have been." Zhuang Xiao bluntly turned the tables, "You left so abruptly that I was worried for most of the night. Look, I have dark circles under my eyes..."

"...I didn't notice it." Tu Yan turned his head and looked at Zhuang Xiao's smooth and white eyes.