"No matter what our relationship was before, now we are just ordinary superiors and subordinates, so please let me go, otherwise, I will resign tomorrow."
Her tone was firm and serious, and the curve of the corners of her lips revealed an uncompromising tone.
Bei Chenxiao's hand suddenly slid to her chest, his clear eyes stared into hers, and he said with certainty: "You have me here."
"No, there isn't."
Wen Tong suddenly felt confused. If the man's kiss just now made her sink, the almost tender "little pupil" made her completely confused.
She didn't dare to hesitate or stay, so she opened the car door and jumped out.
Under Beichen Xiao's following eyes, she sat in the back row of the car and huddled in the darkness in the corner, with a protective posture like an insecure little animal.
Beichenxiao's eyes flashed with unspeakable complexity, and in the end, he just restarted the car.
Along the boundless night, along the bumpy asphalt road on the hillside, gradually disappearing at the end of the road.
This night is destined to be sleepless.
Wen Tong held Ding Ding in her arms. The little guy in her arms was sleeping soundly and sweetly. There were four deep whirlpools in her fleshy little hands. At this time, she was hugging Wen Tong's arm tightly and leaning against her warmly.
His hair was short and black, with two white whorls on the back of his head. Today she saw that Bei Chenxiao also had two whorls on the back of his head, and even the positions were exactly the same.
Looking closely, the nose, mouth, and ears all resembled Beichen Xiao's.
The more Wen Tong looked at it, the more shocked she became.
If her guess is correct, then Ding Ding is probably Beichen Xiao's son.
Speculations are just speculations after all, and she has no evidence to prove Ding Ding's life experience.
Unless, she can remember that lost memory.
If she wants to get her memory back, she must continue to get close to Beichen Xiao.
However, she was afraid that her memory would not be recovered, but she would be trapped in it.
In the early morning, Wen Tong simply put on light makeup to cover the dark circles under her eyes.
Before she could sit down in the office, Zhu Zhu knocked on the door and said, "Sister Wen, the president wants you to come up."
That day, Beichen Xiao took Wen Tong away in broad daylight. Zhu Zhu was also present at the time. When she first arrived, she almost dropped her jaw in shock.
I asked Chen Sihan secretly, but she was also confused.
Wen Tong hummed, handed the document in his hand to Zhu Zhu, and said: "Sihan is filming a night scene today, and I also need to discuss a few commercials, so over there on the set, follow me."
Zhu Zhu took it and said, "I understand, Sister Wen."
"Also." She glanced at her watch, "Remember to remind her at one o'clock in the afternoon that the general manager of Longtian Group has a birthday and ask her to make a call."
Longtian Group is Chen Sihan's largest advertiser, so we must pay attention to these details, and we must not offend customers even if we offend anyone.
"I've written it down."
"Bring her a cotton-padded coat at night to be careful of catching a cold."
"OK, all right."
After Wen Tong arranged everything, she took the elevator to the president's office.
Knocking on the door, Beichen Xiao's cold voice came, "Come in."
Opening the door, besides Beichen Xiao, Yan Yixia was also there.
When she saw Wen Tong, she said a friendly hello, and then got straight to the point, "Miss Wen, let's change the dressing."
Wen Tong glanced at the man who was working with his head down, feeling helpless in his heart.
Changing the medicine actually requires a lot of effort. Is this man always so pompous?
Wen Tong declined politely, "No need to trouble Miss Yan, I can go to the doctor..."
Bei Chenxiao looked up, his sharp eyes seeming to pierce Wen's pupils. Although he didn't say anything, his meaning was already obvious.
Wen Tong had no choice but to sigh in compromise and smiled apologetically at Yan Yixia, "Then I'll trouble Miss Yan."
After changing his medicine in his private lounge, Bei Chenxiao had already gone to a meeting.
Wen Tong thanked Yan Yixia and left.
Yan Yixia suddenly stopped her and pointed to the sofa on one side, "Miss Wen, can we chat for a few words?"
Naturally, Wen Tong couldn't shirk it and sat down with her.
Yan Yixia swept the hair around her ears. Her slender fingers were as white as jade. Perhaps it was a habit of being a doctor. She always held a tissue in her hand to wipe off any places she thought were dirty at any time.
She wiped her fingertips and asked, "Does Miss Wen like Chen?"
Wen Tong was slightly surprised by her directness, but her face remained calm, "We are just superiors and subordinates."
"Haha, Na Chen is such a good boss, he cares about Miss Wen in every possible way."
"Actually, whatever Miss Yan wants to say, just say it directly. We are not people who like to beat around the bush."
"Okay, let me tell you straight, Miss Wen must know the relationship between Chen and Xia Shulei, right?"
"Know."
Somehow, Wen Tong felt guilty for a moment, as if he had done something wrong.
"Xia Shulei is actually a very petty woman. Over the years, she has taken persecution measures against all women who tried to get close to me. Although I knew about it, I did not stop her. Does Miss Wen know why? Because, Chen
He only recognizes the relationship between him and Xia Shulei. Only Xia Shulei is useful to him. Others are dispensable. Of course, she is left to do whatever she wants. Miss Wen may blame me for being nosy, and may say
I'm over-concerned, but I just want to remind Miss Wen not to get into unnecessary trouble, otherwise even I won't be able to help you." She smiled wryly, as if mocking herself, "A man can only sleep in bed.
He will only talk sweetly to you when he wants to, because you can satisfy his desires. However, once power and money are involved, women will sit back and you should never believe their words."
She said it so sadly, as if she was talking about herself.
Wen Tong listened and did not feel her hostility, but her words were like needles, reminding her one by one.
If you want to uncover the truth of memory and get close to Beichen Xiao, it must be a dangerous thing.
However, there seems to be a passionate impulse in her bones, urging her to drive her to uncover the secrets that have been covered by memory and restore her clear past.
She stood up and said gratefully: "Thank you, Miss Yan, for reminding me. I will be careful."
Yan Yixia smiled softly, "I like talking to smart people." She stretched out her hand, "I hope we can become friends."
Wen Tong gently shook his hand and said, "I think it will."
Walking out of Bei Chenxiao's office, Wen Tong was lowering his head to think about something when he suddenly saw his secretary hurried over with a stack of documents in his arms.
Bei Chenxiao was still in the meeting, but she knocked on the door of the conference room. It was obvious that it must be a very urgent matter.
Bei Chenxiao told Wenze to continue presiding over the meeting, and he walked out with vigorous steps.
When he found Wen Tong about to take the elevator down, he stopped her casually, "Miss Wen, come to my office."