Flash Marriage with Dr. Huo

Wen Zhaoyue clenched her phone, her voice filled with helplessness: "I'm interning at the Huo Group, and my boss...he has been doing some excessive things to me lately. I...I don't know what to do." Her voice became lower and lower, almost crying.

Gu Zhian's brows furrowed instantly, and his voice became serious: "Your boss? Is it Huo Chenjun?

"No, I heard that Mr. Huo is a very decent person. He is many levels higher than me. I don't see him normally, and I don't dare to report to him too high. My boss is Fang Lihao."

Gu Zhian breathed a sigh of relief and continued to ask, "Your boss, what did he do?"

Wen Zhaoyue took a deep breath and tried to calm her voice. "He often asked me to go to his office alone under the pretext of work, said some ambiguous words, and... even tried to grab my hand. He is almost 50 years old and has a family. I refused, but he didn't seem to care. He even offered to take me to a hotel..."

There was silence on the other end of the line.

Wen Zhaoyue paused and continued, "I was afraid that if I directly resisted, it would affect my internship evaluation and even lose my job... I originally planned to stay in the Huo Group after graduation."

Gu Zhian clenched his fists on the table. His voice remained calm, yet tinged with suppressed anger. "Wen Zhaoyue, you don't have to endure this. Where are you now? Are you safe?"

Wen Zhaoyue replied in a low voice: "I'm in the school dormitory, I'm fine for now. But I don't know how to face him when I go to the company tomorrow..."

Gu Zhian comforted him, "Don't worry. Take a day off tomorrow and don't go to the internship unit. I'll take care of this matter."

There was a hint of gratitude in Wen Zhaoyue's voice: "Thank you, Mr. Gu... I don't know if it's right to ask you, but I really don't know who else to ask for help."

Gu Zhian's tone softened. "I'm asking my secretary to book a flight from Hong Kong to Yunzhou in the mainland tomorrow. You need to rest now. Don't think too much. Everything will be fine tomorrow."

The next day, Mr. Gu was sitting on a flight to Yunzhou, looking out the window at the endless clouds outside.

After the plane landed, Mr. Gu went straight to Wen Zhaoyue's school. Wen Zhaoyue was waiting for him at the school gate, with a hint of surprise on her face, and then a faint smile: "Mr. Gu, you really came?"

"I came to see you." Mr. Gu smiled slightly, his tone soft, "By the way, I have an appointment with Mr. Huo for dinner, you can come too."

Wen Zhaoyue was stunned for a moment, a hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes, but she quickly nodded: "Okay."

In the evening, in Yunzhou's top restaurant, Mr. Huo was already sitting in a private room waiting.

Seeing Mr. Gu and Wen Zhaoyue come in together, he stood up with a smile: "Mr. Gu, long time no see."

"Mr. Huo, you're too polite." Mr. Gu smiled and stretched out his hand, shook hands with Mr. Huo, then turned sideways and motioned Wen Zhaoyue to sit down.

"Hello, Mr. Huo." Wen Zhaoyue nodded slightly, with a hint of restraint on her face, and gently pulled out a chair and sat down.

Mr. Huo's gaze lingered on her face for a moment, remembering that he had seen her before at the new employee orientation meeting. He hadn't looked closely then, but now, looking at her features, he was reminded of his wife, Tang Xiaqing. That sense of resemblance seemed to come from within, yet it was hard to explain.

"Mr. Huo, I asked you out today because I want to ask you for help with something." Mr. Gu went straight to the point, his tone a little serious.

Mr. Huo put down his teacup and nodded slightly: "Mr. Gu, please speak."

Mr. Gu didn't beat around the bush and got straight to the point: "Wen Zhaoyue is having some trouble at the company. Her boss... is really bothering her. I think, Mr. Huo, you hold a high position in the company and might be able to help."

Upon hearing this, President Huo frowned slightly and turned his gaze to Wen Zhaoyue: "Wen Zhaoyue, what exactly is going on?"

Wen Zhaoyue pursed her lips and whispered, "My boss, Fang Lihao, always calls me to his office alone and says some ambiguous words that have nothing to do with work, and then he tries to..."

After hearing this, Mr. Huo's face darkened. He pondered for a moment, then said, "Wen Zhaoyue, don't worry, I will deal with this matter as soon as possible. Such behavior is not allowed in the company."

Mr. Huo glanced at Mr. Gu. He also remembered that Mr. Gu had once lent a hand to him when he was in trouble. He always remembered this favor in his heart, not to mention that today's matter was a piece of cake for Mr. Huo.

Mr. Gu nodded, his tone somewhat earnest: "Mr. Huo, if possible, I hope you can help her transfer to a new position so that she can have a better development space. This way, it will not affect your original company structure."

As Mr. Gu spoke, he placed his hand on the back of Wen Zhaoyue's seat, moving closer to Wen Zhaoyue.

Huo Chenjun seemed to see the hidden feelings between them, but did not say it explicitly.

"Boss Gu, don't worry." Boss Huo said solemnly, "I will personally arrange Wen Zhaoyue's affairs. There will be a result tomorrow or the day after tomorrow at the latest."

When Wen Zhaoyue heard this, a trace of gratitude flashed in her eyes: "Thank you, Mr. Huo, thank you, Mr. Gu."

Mr. Gu smiled slightly and raised his glass: "Mr. Huo, thank you for your help."

Mr. Huo also raised his glass and clinked it lightly: "Mr. Gu, you're welcome."

After dinner, Mr. Gu and Wen Zhaoyue walked out of the restaurant together. The night breeze was cool, and Wen Zhaoyue tightened her coat and whispered, "Mr. Gu, thank you so much for today."

Mr. Gu stopped and turned to look at her with a gentle gaze: "Wen Zhaoyue, you don't have to be so polite all the time. I just hope you can have a better working environment and display your talents."

Wen Zhaoyue was slightly startled. She raised her head and her eyes met with Mr. Gu. Mr. Gu was wearing a well-tailored dark gray suit today, and his temperament was outstanding. His facial features were sharp and angular, and there was a hint of coldness between his brows.

The secret love in Wen Zhaoyue's heart was quietly surging.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but her throat was dry and she couldn't speak for a moment. Mr. Gu seemed to sense her awkwardness, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. That smile was like a ray of warm sunshine on a winter day, instantly dispelling the tension in her heart.

Just then, Mr. Gu's phone rang. He glanced down at the screen, frowning slightly, and then picked up the phone: "Jessica, what's going on?"

Secretary Jessica's efficient voice came from the other end of the line: "Mr. Gu, is Mr. Zhang, the client I was supposed to meet in Hong Kong tomorrow still going ahead? Mr. Zhang's assistant just called to confirm the itinerary, as Mr. Zhang has to go to the UK the day after tomorrow."

Mr. Gu pondered for a moment, his eyes inadvertently sweeping over Wen Zhaoyue standing beside him. He then said decisively, "Mr. Zhang...I want to see you. I've finished my business here. Please book me a flight to Hong Kong tonight, the sooner the better."

"Okay, Mr. Gu, I'll arrange it right away." Jessica answered promptly.

Mr. Gu hung up the phone, put the phone back into his suit pocket, and his eyes fell on Wen Zhaoyue again.

There was a hint of loss on her face. Although she tried her best to hide it, her clear eyes betrayed her emotions.

Mr. Gu's heart moved, and his tone slowed down a bit: "Wen Zhaoyue, I will be flying to Hong Kong soon, goodbye."

"Okay. Goodbye, Mr. Gu." She lowered her head slightly, and the few strands of hair on her forehead swayed gently, looking a little messy.

Gu Zhian's gaze lingered on those strands of hair for a moment, then he reached out his hand, and his slender fingers gently brushed across Wen Zhaoyue's forehead, tucking those strands of hair behind her ears.