novelraw Chapter 1313: What Does a Smile Mean?
Chapter 1313: What Does a Smile Mean?
Cecilia Dunn’s nerves tightened, "You heard it too?""Yeah." Simon nodded.
"Did you guys... come over together?"
"Yeah."
So, did Mr. Trevino really hear it!! Cecilia Dunn’s face turned pale!
Simon glanced at her and said calmly, "If you haven’t been fired yet, make sure to pay attention next time, this kind of thing definitely won’t happen again. The CEO doesn’t want to lose face, okay?"
"Face?" Cecilia Dunn blurted out, "So... did he get rejected by my Jocelyn Morgan?"
"..." Simon glanced at her again, his eyes carrying a hint of warning, then he stepped away.
"Hey~" Watching his back, Cecilia Dunn felt conflicted, "No way? Is that doctor’s charm greater than Mr. Trevino’s?"
Why choose the doctor instead of Mr. Trevino?
The whole afternoon, Cecilia Dunn’s nerves were extremely tense, fearing Mr. Trevino might fire her.
In the office, she completed every task Simon entrusted to her with great seriousness.
She was educated and, although lacking work experience, as long as Simon explained clearly, she was capable of getting it done.
After a while, Trevor got up to go to a meeting.
Simon also just came in.
"Assistant Simon, is it because Mr. Trevino hasn’t immediately fired me that he’s allowed this matter to be left behind?" Cecilia Dunn asked uneasily.
The girl blinked her big eyes, thinking Simon must know the CEO’s temper well from working with him for a long time.
"Pretty much." The man sat down in the office chair, "I’ve never encountered a situation like this."
Cecilia Dunn’s face froze, she looked at him.
Simon looked at her, his lips lifted, he smiled, seemingly teasing her on purpose.
"Assistant Simon, can I apprentice under you?" Cecilia Dunn suggested boldly, "I promise I’ll learn well from you!"
Simon looked at her for a few seconds, then his lips lifted again, and he smiled.
"What does the smile mean? Is it consent?"
Simon opened a drawer to get a file and said to her, "A master leads the way, but it’s still up to the individual to practice."
"Naturally, I’ll work hard!"
In the evening, the setting sun dyed the clouds in the sky varying shades of red, what was once a blue sky was now gloriously adorned.
The crimson sunset illuminated the mountain top, the clouds floating in the sky appeared like flames.
Jocelyn stood on the large boulder at the mountain top, observing the drifting clouds, as if immersing herself in a dreamlike veil of light gauze, allowing one to escape worldly troubles.
Ian Shelby was behind her taking photos, patiently finding angles, looking particularly professional.
Standing on the mountain top, admiring the sunset and watching the galaxy descend, this earthly beauty was truly intoxicating.
"How’s it going? How many did you take?" After a while, the girl turned and walked towards him, "Are there any usable ones?"
"What do you mean usable?" Ian Shelby was puzzled.
"Men take photos from death angles." The girl took the phone from his hand, flipping through the photos, "Wow! It’s so beautiful!" she exclaimed in surprise.
Casually flipping through a few photos, Jocelyn looked up at him with eyes full of shock—
"Oh my god, your photography skills are nothing less than mine, you’re like a professional photographer. The composition is great! Even the backlighting part is captured well, especially with an artistic sense."
Listening to this praise, Ian Shelby felt quite pleased and confessed, "I learned photography."
"Huh?"
This surprised her even more, that a doctor would have time to learn photography?