novelraw Chapter 277: The Cold Young Master Takes Pity on Her
Chapter 277: The Cold Young Master Takes Pity on Her
"I don’t care what you’ve turned into now. If you’ve decided to compete with me, then let’s see who wins," Yan Ting sneered coldly, left some harsh words behind, and turned to leave.Huo Qinglin stared at the violently slammed office door, his heart completely thrown into chaos.
It seemed that, once again, he was about to be reprimanded.
Leng Weichen stepped out of a meeting, returned to his office, and pulled a résumé out of a drawer.
His deep eyes narrowed slightly, and with a sharp gaze, he scanned over it, noticing the "Interior Design" listed under the professional field.
His thin, attractive lips curved slightly—so this woman graduated in design? Having her stand guard at the reception desk, is that too much of an injustice?
Leng Weichen furrowed his brows; a burst of irritation surged within him.
He couldn’t quite understand what had stirred within him. Ever since hearing she’d been kicked out by the Huo Family, a faint sense of sympathy had welled up—a feeling he couldn’t explain even to himself.
Looking at the vicious comments about her online, each word harsh and intolerable, her current miserable situation seemed to offer a sort of dark satisfaction to those watching.
Yet, as Leng Weichen read through the hateful remarks about her, he couldn’t help but feel the urge to defend her.
Though he had only known Lin Banxia for a few short days, his judgment of people had always been precise. Lin Banxia was definitely not the kind of woman they described as one who would sell her dignity for riches and glory.
Perhaps it was precisely because he believed she wasn’t a superficial or opportunistic woman that he wanted to lend her a hand when she was nearly drowned in the flood of public scorn.
He had put some effort into investigating her situation and found out she had sent out résumés over two days—desperately in need of a job.
Moreover, Leng Weichen had verified her account transactions. From this marriage, it seemed she hadn’t received any significant divorce settlement.
Thinking of her radiant, spring-like face, Leng Weichen felt a subtle desire emerge—to help her through this difficult period.
So, he had people investigate the résumés she had submitted, and surprisingly, one had been sent to his company. However, she hadn’t applied for the interior designer position under his company; instead, she’d applied for a small receptionist role.
No matter what, since Leng Weichen had decided to help her, fulfilling any of her requests would merely be a trivial undertaking for him.
Still, after confirming her area of expertise, Leng Weichen decided to have her stay at the reception desk for a month—letting her endure some grievance. After that month, he naturally planned to assign her to the design department of his real estate company so she could pursue her true dreams.
Night fell.
At the Huo Family residence, Huo Qinglin hung his head low, sitting silently on the sofa, afraid to speak a word in rebuttal.
Huo Tianfeng paced back and forth angrily in front of him, yelling furiously, "Are you out of your mind? Who told you to post the news about Yan Ting’s engagement to the Chu Family online?"
"Dad, Yan Ting couldn’t possibly marry Chu Tingting. I did this only to ruin him, to destroy his reputation," Huo Qinglin raised his head and responded weakly.
Huo Tianfeng grew even more enraged: "How do you know he won’t marry Chu Tingting? By making this news public, you’re forcing him to comply due to public pressure. At that point, the two of us will have no chance at claiming dominance. Are you content to spend your life suppressed by him, unable to turn things around?"
Huo Qinglin’s face turned ashen, as though he’d suffered a heavy blow.
"Utterly useless—you’re going to be the death of me." Although Huo Tianfeng was furious, in the end, this was his biological son. His son’s foolishness was something he could only accept.