Chapter 233: Chapter 233 Impulse is the Devil
Xing Quan was caught off guard and a bit guilty, "Mr. Di, long time no see!"
Di Wujiang’s cold gaze swept over Xing Quan, then he strode over to Xiao Jinghuai who seemed to be here for a leisure trip. "A small secretary by my side can attract President Xiao’s attention until now, should I be grateful?"
Xiao Jinghuai raised his handsome eyebrows slightly, "Secretary Wen is a rare good assistant. I don’t want to waste such excellent talent."
Di Wujiang frowned tightly, "President Xiao already has a capable assistant. Don’t snatch what’s in someone else’s bowl."
"Oh."
Xiao Jinghuai responded indifferently, then stood up with a big smile, "But I like pairs of men and women working together to make things less tiring. My Xing Quan has been with me for a long time and hasn’t found a suitable partner. I think... Secretary Wen is quite suitable."
Hearing this, Xing Quan was almost smiling from ear to ear. He didn’t expect President Xiao to be so cold on the outside but warm on the inside, even considering his lifelong matters.
Di Wujiang’s expression seemed cold enough to freeze someone’s skin, yet he said nothing and just confronted Xiao Jinghuai...
The two men, usually commanding in the business world, seemed like they were fighting over a candy, both childish and dull.
Song Song walked out of the house and saw this scene, but she wasn’t concerned about it. She was more worried about the someone who had eaten too much salt...
Indeed, his expression was not good—
Song Song was going to return to the house when she saw him already walking towards her quickly, nearly making her run scared.
The prank was fun when it happened, but being caught by him should also be enjoyable.
At this moment, the man was already standing in front of her, and she had no chance to escape, so she could only smile and say, "Wow! The weather is really nice today! It didn’t rain."
She had many tricks up her sleeve, as Xiao Jinghuai was already well aware. He deliberately approached her, "Little thing, you want to salt me to death, huh?"
"...Salt?"
Song Song feigned ignorance, "No way! Did I mistake salt for sugar?"
"Uncle, this really can’t be blamed on me. After all, sugar and salt look pretty similar, right?"
Xiao Jinghuai’s gaze was like a storm, "They do look similar, so your intention is to sweeten me to death?"
"...No, no!"
Song Song quickly shook her hand, wanting to explain, but the man suddenly asked, "Which room do you sleep in?"
"That one across."
Song Song was already a bit scared silly.
Xiao Jinghuai continued to ask, "Who do you sleep with?"
"Wen Ziyue..."
Song Song answered obediently.
Then, all Song Song heard was someone loudly saying, "Secretary Wen, please move somewhere else. You can choose to share with my assistant or your boss, up to you!"
Upon hearing this, Di Wujiang immediately became furious, angrily walking to Xiao Jinghuai, "Hey! What exactly do you want, Mr. Xiao? There’s not so many rooms here. Couldn’t we men squeeze together?"
Song Song hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, yes, absolutely can!"
Oh crap! Di Wujiang was about to become her savior; he always helped at crucial moments.
Xiao Jinghuai smiled with displeasure, "Mr. Di, we are legally married, should we sleep together?"
Di Wujiang was taken aback, "...You’re married?"
He honestly didn’t expect that Xiao Jinghuai would marry a girl who was completely not from his world—
Xiao Jinghuai nodded.
Then mercilessly slammed the door shut!
The situation scared Song Song, her face turning pale, "Uncle, uncle, please calm down, don’t act rashly, rashness is the devil."
What should be done now?
Xiao Jinghuai saw the little thing constantly retreating until her back was directly against the wall.
Then he smiled, leaned in, and pinned her—