Ning Wan, who was beautiful and bright in professional attire, asked suspiciously when she saw Shu Wan waiting for the elevator but not coming in.
Shu Wan came to her senses and shook her head quickly, "Sorry, I have something I forgot to take. Mr. Ning, you guys go up first."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and left, not even daring to look at the two of them.
Ning Wan looked at her fleeing back and couldn't help but turned her head and said to Ji Sihan: "This little assistant is really strange. We are not savage beasts. How come we are so scared that we don't even dare to take the elevator."
Ji Sihan didn't reply. There was no emotion clearly visible in his indifferent eyes, as if he was not interested in everything around him.
Seeing this, Ning Wan stretched out her slender hand, held his arm, and said softly: "Sihan, thank you for sending me to the emergency room that night. I have been abroad for the past few years and I am not used to the food there.
I have gastritis and it keeps getting worse, thank you very much."
That day, her father took her to visit Ji's house and talked about the engagement. As soon as she was happy, she drank a few more glasses of wine, but she didn't expect that it irritated her stomach. Fortunately, Ji Sihan couldn't refuse her in public, so she couldn't.
He sent her to the emergency room.
She had always wanted to find a chance to thank him, but every time she went to Ji's to look for him, her assistant said that he was not here. If her father hadn't asked him for something today and invited him over, she might not have had the chance to say thank you.
Say it out loud.
Ji Sihan lowered his eyes, glanced at the hand on his arm, and said coldly: "The clothes are wrinkled."
Ning Wan quickly let go of her hand, lowered her head a little disappointed, "Has your mysophobia not been cured yet?"
Ji Sihan wiped his clothes with a handkerchief and said calmly: "It can't be cured."
Ning Wan was choked.
Even though it was her first day on the job, he still held her hand and she accidentally sat on his lap in the office without saying anything.
That night when acute gastroenteritis broke out, he was the one who carried her out of the car at the emergency door.
She thought that after five years, his mysophobia had been cured, but she didn't expect that he actually said it couldn't be cured.
I'm afraid it's not that he can't be cured, but that he's resentful of her, so he doesn't want her to touch him.
"Sihan, I'm sorry."
Ning Wan carefully explained: "I rejected your proposal five years ago because I felt that I was not good enough, so I went abroad to study hard. Now that I have become the president of Ning's, and I can work side by side with you, you will
Don’t be angry with me anymore, okay?”
Ji Sihan's cold and stiff face softened slightly.
He glanced sideways at Ning Wan and said softly: "My illness has nothing to do with you, don't think too much about it."
Ning Wan finally felt at ease. Ji Sihan had been mysophobic since he was a child. Since he had chosen him, she should give him more time to adapt.
Shu Wan returned to her work station, her palm-sized face tinged with a hint of paleness.
She didn't expect Ning Wan and Ji Sihan to be in the elevator at this time, nor did she expect that they were going to the chairman's office.
If she had known earlier, she would not have used the CEO's exclusive elevator even if she was killed.
I promised never to appear in front of him, but it didn't take long for me to meet him.
But seeing Ji Sihan again felt like a century had passed.
Ning Wan was by his side, and she was also possessed by a stranger.
It seems that they have all returned to their own paths.
The only difference was that Ji Sihan quickly got out, but she still didn't let go so easily.
She took a deep breath, turned on the computer, and planned to sort out the handover documents first, when the chairman's special line came in.
Shu Wan was stunned for a moment. The chairman rarely came to see her. Even if he did, he only informed Xu Han. Why would he call her personally?