Chapter 138: Go on Vacation

Sang Yijia glanced at Yan Ningsi’s expression and immediately knew what she was thinking. She couldn’t help but smile helplessly and shake her head. “Who hasn’t liked one or two scoundrels when they were young?”

Those words were completely unfiltered and definitely would be recorded.

The staff in the next room marked it down, “This part doesn’t need to be aired.”

Meanwhile, Yan Ningsi laughed heartily. “Makes sense.”

Then, she pinched her chin, pondering, “I’ve never been in a relationship before. Maybe I should find a few scoundrels to date for a while?”

“...” Sang Yijia was at a loss for how to respond.

Chen Luo nearby suddenly choked and coughed for a long time, unable to recover quickly.

Yan Ningsi gave her a curious glance.

Uncle Chen and Aunt Zhang were trained professionals; no matter how funny something was, they never cracked a smile.

“Forget it, dating is such a waste of time. It’s better to just let things happen naturally,” Yan Ningsi pouted, and seeing that Sang Yijia was resting, she sat on her lap and asked, “Want to go out for a walk?”

“Sure.” Sang Yijia didn’t refuse. “I’ll go change my clothes.”

“Okay, okay.” Yan Ningsi made an OK gesture. “You go ahead, I’ll change too.”

“I haven’t even had time to change since getting off the plane.” Yan Ningsi sniffed, sensing no odor but still feeling unclean. “I’m going to take a shower.”

“It’ll be quick.” Yan Ningsi said, then hurriedly got up and ran off.

Chen Luo wanted to take a photo but couldn’t even do that. “Sister Jiajia and Miss Yan actually look quite good together.”

Just as she finished speaking, Chen Luo felt a piercing cold gaze. Her whole body shivered as she touched the goosebumps on her arm, glancing around uncertain whether it was Uncle Chen or Aunt Zhang’s scrutinizing stare.

Next time, she thought, she definitely shouldn’t speak so casually. She’d keep her thoughts to herself.

——

Lu Wenchuan had an important meeting today. By the time it ended, it was already six in the evening, not to mention the dinner engagement later.

“Mr. Lu,” assistant Guan Zijin entered holding a gift box. “This is a carefully selected mug.”

“Put it in the cabinet.” Lu Wenchuan massaged his temples, exhaling heavily. “What about snacks?”

“Maybe buy another cabinet to put them in,” Guan Zijin suggested, considering the tea room’s space. “If there isn’t room, we can just replace all the coffee.”

Drinking too much coffee wasn’t good for health. Lu Wenchuan thought about it and figured he could quit.

Guan Zijin was silent for a moment, then pondered, “Mr. Lu, there are portable cabinets online that are quite clever. Should we order one?”

If all his coffee was taken away, how could Lu Wenchuan use it afterward?

“No need. Once it’s finished, clear it all out.” Lu Wenchuan’s tone was firm. Then he remembered something. “Has Li Siyu not taken a break for a long time?”

“???” Guan Zijin was confused. “I don’t know about that.”

“Arrange for her to rest for a while,” Lu Wenchuan said without even raising an eyelid. “Let Zuo Fei take over her work.”

“Understood.” Guan Zijin’s mind was in turmoil, suspecting that Li Siyu might leave the secretary team after this leave.

Lu Wenchuan thought for a moment, finding nothing else to assign, but the thought of seeing Sang Yijia tomorrow made his heart leap again.

A faint smile appeared on his lips as he instructed, “Prepare another gift.”

“Never mind, I’ll buy it myself.” Lu Wenchuan felt it would be insincere to have the assistant buy it; he wanted to select it personally to convey true feelings.

Guan Zijin silently listened to the arrangements, saying nothing.

About half an hour later, Guan Zijin emerged, his mind still swirling over the fact that Lu Wenchuan wanted to buy a handmade handbag for Sang Yijia.

He thought it was the only way to show sincerity.

Guan Zijin had stopped Lu Wenchuan just in time — who knew what might have happened otherwise.

Li Siyu, watching the time, saw Guan Zijin come out and fixed her dark eyes unwaveringly on him.

Sensing her gaze, Guan Zijin cleared his throat. Both the secretary team and the assistants looked up simultaneously.

“Assistant Guan, does Mr. Lu have any instructions?” Zuo Fei asked.

Cheng Shuang was the first to raise her hand. “Assistant Guan, does Mr. Lu like door cards?”

Ahem. Guan Zijin coughed again, casting a cool glance at the staff present before speaking calmly, “Chief Secretary, Mr. Lu suddenly realized you haven’t taken a vacation for a while.”

“Once the current work is wrapped up, prepare to take a break.” Guan Zijin’s tone was already very gentle, but Li Siyu’s expression darkened.

“A vacation sounds wonderful,” Cheng Shuang said enviously, resting her chin on her hands. “I’ve already applied for my annual leave but still have to wait until next month.”

“You’re already very fortunate,” Zuo Fei snorted. “My annual leave comes after yours.”

Soon it would be New Year’s Day, after which annual leave would no longer be available.

Even if the leave could be exchanged for money, Zuo Fei still preferred to take time off.

Guan Zijin didn’t let them talk further and continued, “While the Chief Secretary is resting, Zuo Fei, you will take over her duties.”

“This is Mr. Lu’s arrangement.” Guan Zijin cut off the groans before they could grow louder. “Mr. Lu also has a dinner engagement tonight.”

“Ouyang and Pan Ying, prepare yourselves. Tonight you will accompany Mr. Lu to the dinner.” Guan Zijin had other plans this evening and couldn’t always follow Lu Wenchuan.

“Understood.” Their responses were in unison, though Li Siyu’s was tinged with disappointment.

——

She tidied her desk, absentmindedly watching the group chat where no one was talking about Sang Yijia anymore.

But she still cared deeply.

Why Sang Yijia?

Clearly a worthless little star, riddled with scandals.

Why her?

Li Siyu didn’t understand. She clenched her teeth tightly, refusing to shed a tear, but her emotions were uncontrollable.

Once the first tear fell, the second and third followed...

Hurriedly wiping away the tears at the corner of her eyes, she composed herself, grabbed a file, and headed toward Lu Wenchuan’s office.

The moment she entered, the office hall came alive.

“What’s the Chief Secretary going to do?” Cheng Shuang asked.

“Could it be she doesn’t want to take her leave?” Zuo Fei replied bitterly. “I wonder if I should ask her to swap leave dates with me?”

“Stop dreaming.” Su Pan Ying glanced several times at the office door, pursed her lips, and continued, “You all know her thoughts very well.”

Suddenly, everyone fell silent.

Guan Zijin cleared his throat. “No more discussing Mr. Lu’s matters.”

“Oh.” They replied sheepishly.

Inside the office.

Li Siyu clenched her fists. “Mr. Lu, I’m currently in good working condition and don’t need to take leave.”

After she returns, the Chief Secretary position might be replaced.

Li Siyu didn’t want that.

—

Bian He: What? Want to date scoundrels? I can act the part!

Yan Ningsi: No need to act. You are the very embodiment of a scoundrel.

Bian He: No way! I’m not! Who told you that? They must be jealous of how close we are! They just envy me!

(The End of this Chapter)