After Resigning, My Ex-Boss Wants to Possess Me

Lu Nianxin let out a sigh, sitting in front of the sofa, "No sincerity."

"Still, Brother He Yan's personal secretary, how do you not know how to please people?"

Seeing this, Wen Tang hurriedly poured a cup of tea and handed it over.

Lu Nianxin took a sip, "Pfft!"

She spat it out onto Wen Tang.

"Are you trying to scald me to death?"

Wen Tang didn't care that her clothes were stained by the tea, she limped out of the door and quickly got another cup.

She tested the temperature; it was just right.

"Miss Lu, please." Wen Tang handed over the tea again.

Lu Nianxin tasted another sip, "Pah!"

"Don't you know to filter out the tea leaves?"

Wen Tang changed the cup again.

Back and forth like this in and out of the office, even she herself couldn't remember how many times she had been challenged, only aware that the pain in her leg was making her feel faint, with no time to think about these matters.

"How about this time?" Wen Tang's forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat.

Lu Nianxin blew on the tea and took a sip, "Hmm, this time it's barely acceptable."

If the torment continued, it might become too obvious.

With those words, Lu Nianxin put down the tea and approached Pei Heyan, "Brother He Yan, since Secretary Wen has sought my help, it'd be difficult for me not to assist. Why don't you consider, for my sake, letting that person named Qing return?"

Pei Heyan didn't speak, his intention was to look at Wen Tang, his gaze sharply captured the fabric on her leg soaked with blood.

A smear of red that was glaring and painful to the heart.

"How about it, huh?" Lu Nianxin shook Pei Heyan's arm, "If Brother He Yan doesn't agree with Nianxin, I might have to go home and complain."

Pei Heyan's gaze slid upward, and Wen Tang's leg moved back, trying to cover the bloodstain on her leg.

As the Pei Group not only had strict requirements for their employees but also for their attire.

They not only needed strong business capabilities but also propriety and elegance; Pei Heyan's eyes tolerated no imperfections.

The atmosphere quieted down, Pei Heyan did not agree verbally, and this was the first time he had rejected Lu Nianxin's face, but it coincidentally aligned with his intentions.

Turning around, she looked down at Wen Tang haughtily, "Secretary Wen, I'm sorry, I did my best."

"You should still have that Qing find other opportunities."

Gritting her teeth, Wen Tang said, "I can start my duties earlier."

She was in so much pain that she could barely stand.

Pei Heyan's gaze narrowed slightly, not rejecting meant tacit approval.

Wen Tang breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, President Pei."

"Also…" she looked at Lu Nianxin, "Thank you too, Miss Lu."

"I'll go notify Jiang Qingqing now." Wen Tang closed the office door as she left.

The pain in her leg became increasingly apparent, she could even vividly feel the warm blood flowing out from the stitched wound.

She limped and endured the pain back to the hospital.

Cao Yinqiong entered the hospital room upon the nurse's notification.

Seeing the pale face of Wen Tang, she said irritably, "Your leg wound hasn't healed, and yet you sneak out. I've seen people who don't take themselves seriously, but never someone as careless as you."

"Do you want to be disabled for life?" she looked at Wen Tang, "Or are you so desperate for money that you disregard your life?"

Wen Tang, unable to face the criticism, sat silently on the bed looking at her bloody wound.

The surrounding skin and the bandage were a bit stuck together, and Cao Yinqiong, with a serious face, said, "The stitched wound has opened up, bear with it a little."

Wen Tang moaned softly in pain.

Cao Yinqiong's movements paused for a moment, but it was just enough time to catch her breath before she deftly removed the gauze.

It took about ten minutes to finish the treatment.

Wen Tang started to thank her, but Cao Yinqiong reminded her, "No need to thank me, just take good care of yourself."

She left the hospital room.

Wen Tang thought about informing Jiang Qingqing and turned on her phone, only to see the headline that had just exploded online.

It used Lu Nianxin's name as the title and even included a photo.

Curious and skeptical, Wen Tang immediately clicked on it.

The progress bar was very slow, after a long time, the picture still hadn't loaded.

Was it the internet? Wen Tang exited and re-entered.

What she saw was a blank page, confirming it wasn't a network issue.

The scandal had been pulled by someone.

Besides Pei Heyan, no one else probably had the clout to do that.

This made Wen Tang sigh.

She immediately composed a message to notify Jiang Qingqing.

After resting for a while, she got out of bed and went to the restroom.

When she returned to her hospital room, she happened to see Aunt Zhang frantically searching through the bedside drawer.

Wen Tang's steps halted at the door as she watched the scene, Aunt Zhang appearing particularly flustered.

Wen Tang frowned and asked, "What are you looking for?"

Aunt Zhang's head jolted, and she turned to look at her.

With panic and helplessness in her eyes, she gave an awkward smile and said, "Miss Wen, how are you back already?"

Wen Tang's gaze fell on the bedside drawer. Aunt Zhang hurriedly closed the drawer, explaining, "The medicine that was delivered this morning, you hadn't taken it, and I couldn't find you, so I put it in the drawer for safekeeping."

Wen Tang stepped forward, and Aunt Zhang quickly came up to support her.

Wen Tang pulled her arm away and remarked coldly, "There's no need to panic about it."

Aunt Zhang was about to speak again when Wen Tang barely opened her lips and said, "You don't need to come tomorrow."

Aunt Zhang was stunned.

"No, wrong. Leave now, immediately, at once," Wen Tang didn't consider sparing her feelings.

Her absolute demeanor was exactly the same as when she worked at the Pei Group.

She never liked dragging things out.

Aunt Zhang lowered her head, reached out to tuck in the blanket, but Wen Tang pulled the corner away, "Don't bother."

She left the hospital room.

Wen Tang felt a great relief in her ears, indeed, she still preferred being alone.

Suddenly, her phone chimed.

Wen Tang unlocked her phone and was surprised to find Lu Nianxin's clarification post had surged into the hot search.

In the video, she openly clarified the source of the scandalous photo.

Her demeanor seemed humble and generous, completely like a rightful heiress.

"Hello everyone! I want to clarify the photo that was released today. In this world, there are many people who look alike; I think you might have misunderstood, the person in the photo is definitely not me…"

Lu Nianxin said a lot to the camera, then stepped off the stage and glanced at her manager nearby.

The woman took out a wad of money from her bag and handed it to the reporter, lowering her voice, "You know what to do, right?"

The reporter glanced at Lu Nianxin, who was touching up her lipstick, and happily tucked the money into his waist bag.

He immediately exploded a new post upon returning, accurately detailing the date and weather, and even included a photo of Wen Tang.

All the gossip swiftly shifted to Wen Tang, her Weibo incessantly notified her of new messages, making it hard for her to ignore.