Gently bite the jasmine

Are you worried about Duan Yiheng or Duan Mingxuan?

Lin Xi had no idea of ​​the order in which the two people came into contact. She tilted her head back and blinked gently: "I'm just worried that you'll make a move."

"What if I disregard my reputation and take action?" Duan Yiheng asked in a low voice.

He was too close; the scent of his men's woody cologne wafted over me.

Lin Xi softened her breathing and subtly took a step back.

“You won’t,” she said, her head bowed. “You won’t lay a hand on me.”

"Not necessarily." Duan Yiheng narrowed his eyes.

Earlier, outside the club, Lin Xi got drunk and almost got into a fight with Duan Mingxuan.

Duan Yiheng said, "I am not a gentleman who adheres to his duty, but my current status does not allow me to do anything dishonorable."

If he were in Duan Mingxuan's position, he might have an even bigger temper.

In order to gain power and status, he suppressed all his natural instincts and became the most successful successor in his grandfather's eyes.

Once upon a time, he was also a naughty child in his mother's eyes.

He recognized his situation at the age of twelve. He has endured it for long enough, and who knows when he will stop.

Chen Baiwei understood things better than Duan Zheng; once the old man was gone, he wouldn't give them a good life.

They wouldn't be driven out to fend for themselves, but living a life dependent on others would be unbearable for Young Master Duan and Chen Baiwei.

Lin Xi still doesn't understand him.

Duan Yiheng, accommodating her height, slightly bent his waist: "Remember this, the reason I didn't lay a hand on her tonight is all because of you."

Lin Xi felt a sudden panic, and her pupils trembled slightly.

She opened her mouth slightly, asking Duan Yiheng for confirmation: "For me?"

Duan Yiheng snorted from his throat: "Do you think Duan Zheng and Chen Baiwei would blame Duan Mingxuan for fighting me?"

Is there even a question? Lin Xi wouldn't even need to think about it; she would definitely believe it was her fault.

“This is Duan Mingxuan’s fault. No matter what, he shouldn’t have abandoned you halfway,” Duan Yiheng said. “I’ve already warned him.”

"Thank you."

Lin Xi felt that this matter had little to do with Duan Yiheng, but regardless of whether he took action or not, Duan Yiheng did it for her sake, and she should be grateful.

"Then I'll go back to my room first."

"Wait a minute," Duan Yiheng called out to her.

Lin Xi turned around: "Is there anything else?"

“Since you’ve decided to let go, don’t look back,” Duan Yiheng suddenly said.

Lin Xi was slightly surprised: "How did you know..."

Duan Yiheng: "In Rong County, you left the things that Duan Mingxuan gave you at your parents' graves."

So he saw it.

Lin Xi let out a self-deprecating sigh: "Are you trying to comfort me?"

"To correct you, it should be a reminder," Duan Yiheng said.

Lin Xi: "I understand. It's impossible for me and him. It was impossible long before we went to Rong County."

Duan Yiheng raised an eyebrow slightly: "I thought you wouldn't give up on your feelings for him after more than ten years."

Lin Xi: "It's true that we've had a relationship for over ten years. It's just that there's no longer any possibility of romantic love between us, but our familial bond still exists."

"That's good." Duan Yiheng removed the tie from his neck. "It's getting late, let's go back to our rooms."

Lin Xi was led by the hand the whole time; as soon as he finished speaking, she turned and left.

On the way back, I sensed something was amiss again.

That's good? Why would Duan Yiheng say that there's no possibility between her and Duan Mingxuan?

What's so good about it? Are you worried that she'll miss work?

Lin Xi thought about it for a while and felt it was very likely.

After taking a shower, feeling utterly exhausted, and thinking about going to work in the new industrial park on Taihe Road tomorrow, Lin Xi even found herself tossing and turning with a slight urge to sleep.

Lin Xi forced her brain to shut down and go offline, determined not to let her mind wander any further.

The next morning, Lin Xi got up listlessly to the sound of her alarm clock.

Starting today, she will drive herself to work.

When Duan Yiheng went downstairs for breakfast, Lin Xi had already left.

The new park is more than twice the size of the old one. As you pass through the park gate, the four characters "Yinfan Technology" are coldly etched on the black granite in the morning light.

The characters are structurally rigorous and steady, with full transitions, reflecting the old man's calligraphy.

Lin Xi's car was recognized and placed in the park. The road was wide and flat, and the greenery on both sides was meticulously trimmed and neat, reflecting the same uprightness as the boss.

Lin Xi chuckled at her own thoughts and got off the bus with her access card.

Upon entering the office building, Sun Wenxin was the first person I saw.

She excitedly called out to Lin Xi, "Good morning, Secretary Lin."

Lin Xi smiled back, waved to her, and swiped his card to enter the ramp.

The receptionist next to Sun Wenxin nudged her: "Are you very familiar with President Duan's secretary?"

Sun Wenxin didn't show off, and humbly said, "We had dinner together during the onboarding training."

Even so, the way that man looked at Sun Wenxin changed.

That was Duan Yiheng's secretary; in ancient times, that would have been a close advisor to the emperor.

There are only benefits to currying favor with someone.

There was an important high-level strategic meeting today, which was originally scheduled for Friday, but was moved up three days due to the relocation to the new campus.

With the year-end approaching and a new location being relocated, Yinfan Technology needs to clarify its future market layout and development direction.

The meeting was in the afternoon, so Lin Xi didn't dare to be careless. He quickly organized the materials and notified the relevant participants.

After moving to the new industrial park, Duan Yiheng adjusted his working hours.

I work in the new industrial park from Monday to Thursday. I arrive at the company at 10 a.m. and my off-get off work time is not fixed. I attend a meeting at the group headquarters on Fridays.

Just after ten o'clock, Duan Yiheng entered the office.

Outside a smart dimming glass wall lies Qin Yang and Lin Xi's office.

Qin Yang was on the inside, and Lin Xi was on the outside.

Their offices were also separated by a glass wall.

Duan Yiheng picked up the remote control, pressed it, and the glass instantly became transparent. Through his gaze, Lin Xi's slender figure came into view.

She sat upright, her fingers tapping on the keyboard.

Duan Yiheng pressed the intercom: "The meeting this afternoon is very important. The materials need to be prepared this morning, and there can be no mistakes or omissions."

Lin Xi subconsciously tilted her head to the right and said, "I'm ready."

Duan Yiheng hummed in agreement: "Prepare a cup of coffee for me."

He didn't sleep well last night and needs coffee to perk him up.

Lin Xi immediately got up to brew some for him. Duan Yiheng preferred both sugar and milk. He wasn't difficult to please and would speak his mind if he had any needs.

Lin Xi brought him coffee, and Duan Yiheng thanked her.

Lin Xi spent the entire morning preparing for the afternoon meeting, and took a short break on the sofa in her office at noon.

The new campus is very large, but the offices are also sized according to job level.

Lin Xi's office was alright compared to ordinary employees, but it couldn't compare to Qin Yang's and Duan Yiheng's.

The meeting started at 3 p.m. and is expected to end at 5 p.m.

Today's meeting was attended by leaders from various departments, and Lin Xi assisted Duan Yiheng by taking notes and providing meeting support.

Once inside the conference room, everything was ready.

Everyone had a prepared document in front of them.

Duan Yiheng announced the start of the meeting, and Lin Xi was about to sit down when Zheng Jizhong, who was sitting to Duan Yiheng's lower left, suddenly threw the documents at Lin Xi.

The documents slipped from her abdomen to the floor, causing a tense atmosphere in the meeting room.

"How was this data compiled? I just glanced through it, and the data is blurry and unclear. How am I supposed to understand it?"

Lin Xi was startled. He picked up the documents and flipped through them. Indeed, as Zheng Jizhong had said, the data was vague.

Her face paled; she had checked the data.