novelraw Chapter 289: The Young Uncle Gets Nervous
Chapter 289: The Young Uncle Gets Nervous
"It’s meaningful to me!!" Leng Weichen said and then raised his hand, stopping Lin Banxia from speaking further. In a deep and resolute voice, he added, "Don’t say anything more. If you don’t want to accept the arrangement from the rehabilitation department, then just return to the front desk and continue working.""President Leng..." Lin Banxia’s eyes widened in anxiety as she quickly followed him. "Can you reconsider? I really don’t want to go to work anymore."
"There’s no room for negotiation. Go back to work!" Leng Weichen’s face darkened further, becoming even grimmer.
Lin Banxia’s emotions were beginning to crumble. Just moments ago, she thought he was a good person, easy to talk to—how had he suddenly turned so cold and heartless?
"Huo Anya knows I’m working here now. She’ll definitely come around to cause trouble again. Aren’t you afraid..."
"Was I afraid just now?" Leng Weichen’s gaze narrowed slightly as he let out a cold laugh.
"But I’m afraid. I really can’t continue working here now. Everyone’s treating me like a joke. I don’t have thick skin, and if this keeps going, I’ll become depressed." Lin Banxia was grasping at straws, trying to bring up any excuse to persuade the icy CEO in front of her to let her go.
"So, you can transfer to another department. Better yet, I can arrange for you to work in Lish City." Leng Weichen offered her a suggestion.
"Lish City? Do you mean C City?" Lin Banxia blinked, suddenly catching a faint glimpse of hope.
"Yes. My company has a branch in C City that aligns well with your expertise. If you’re willing, you can pack up and start working there as early as tomorrow. Your talents definitely won’t go to waste. Moreover... the company will provide excellent accommodations. Think it over carefully before making your decision." While saying this, Leng Weichen’s deep gaze locked on her small face. Seeing that her interest seemed to be piqued, his thin lips curved slightly.
"Alright, I’ll think about it!" Lin Banxia agreed to consider it because she also wanted to change her living environment. Deep down, she was eager to leave this city—to no longer have to lay eyes on the people she found detestable. But as for seeing Huo Yanting... it might not be so easy anymore.
Gu Qianxi had been distracted ever since Tong Kege brought up the idea of separation. He hadn’t been able to focus on work at all.
Several scheduled surgeries had been handed off to other doctors because Gu Qianxi’s mood was so unsettled.
Staring at the sky outside the window, his deep and somber gaze betrayed an uneasy flicker.
It had already been two days. He wondered how that little one was doing at school.
Gu Qianxi lightly tapped his fingers on the desk, unable to suppress the irritation simmering within him. He resolved that he needed to see this little one and have a proper talk with her.
To see if he could convince her to change her mind and return to the Gu Mansion.
Gu Qianxi drove up to the elite private school partway up the hill. Today was Wednesday, and there were morning classes.
Gu Qianxi knew which classroom Tong Keke was in. Since classes were in session, he didn’t go directly to the classroom to look for her.
He was Tong Keke’s guardian and had a spare key to her dorm. He decided to wait for her in her room.
After all, it was almost lunchtime.
Gu Qianxi opened the door to the dormitory, and a faint scent of a young girl’s fragrance enveloped him—a soft smell, reminiscent of flowers.
His heart trembled slightly. With a quiet sigh, Gu Qianxi walked over to stand by the floor-to-ceiling window.
He stood with his hands behind his back, gazing down at the scene outside through the windowpane. As the bell signaling the end of class rang, throngs of boys and girls spilled out of the classrooms.
From where Gu Qianxi stood, he could clearly see both doors at the front and back of Tong Keke’s classroom. Now that it was time for a break, his expression grew a bit taut. He would be seeing Keke soon, but inexplicably, he felt a wave of tension—it struck him that he didn’t know what he should say to her.