Chapter 17: Promoted to Personal Assistant of Dongfang She

Only then did Dongfang She realize that she had come to deliver some documents.

Feigning ignorance, he turned to his chief secretary and asked, "Lan Lan, is she a new secretary?"

Gu Lan nodded, puzzled. How could the president not know that this woman was personally appointed by Assistant Qin?

"Then let her come in with us. More people make things easier," Dongfang She said grandly. As he looked at Yu Jin, he deliberately licked his thin lips with a suggestive glint. Yu Jin’s eye twitched, and a chill ran down her spine.

Thus, under the CEO’s attention, Yu Jin was fortunate enough to see the few people inside negotiating business.

They were all partners in the air mall, some of whom she had often seen on television. Yu Jin sat quietly in a corner, trying to make herself as inconspicuous as possible.

Her phone rang; it was Fire calling. She quickly replied, telling him she’d be home late.

Since entering, the woman had acted as if facing a great enemy, nervously observing her surroundings. Was she afraid he might do something to her?

Dongfang She’s peripheral vision fell on her figure. She was so familiar that his heart, empty for six years, seemed to come alive suddenly. A memory flashed by, too swift for him to catch.

The conversation lasted until midnight, and the group became thoroughly drunk. After Gu Lan stepped forward to finalize the agreement, the meeting finally dispersed.

“It’s so late, and it’s not easy to get a taxi. President, please escort Secretary Yu home!”

Look how understanding his chief secretary was! Dongfang She felt deeply gratified.

“No!” Yu Jin refused instinctively. Seeing the shadow darken at the corner of Dongfang She’s eyes, she hurriedly amended, “I mean, I’m just a humble secretary; how could I trouble the president? Ha ha ha...”

Her forced laughter was quite telling. Gu Lan shook her head, sensing a game of push and pull. After saying their goodbyes, she left first.

“Secretary Yu, please don’t be so polite. Ensuring the safety of our employees is what air should do. Get in the car!” Half coaxed, half insisted, Yu Jin found herself forcibly ushered into the business car by Dongfang She.

Hey, this car feels a bit familiar.

Yu Jin thought for a moment but couldn’t recall where she had seen it before.

Qin Ye was driving, as usual.

Dongfang She and Yu Jin sat in the back seat. He carried a faint scent of alcohol mixed with masculine cologne—strange yet intoxicating.

Yu Jin recalled the unexpected kiss earlier; her heart pounded wildly, silently cursing her own weakness. She sat upright, avoiding looking at Dongfang She’s face.

He was Fire’s father—a wild shock of fiery hair, as flamboyant as his son. Indeed, the two looked equally flashy, but Yu Jin still found her own beloved son far cuter, at least he didn’t attract flies all day like someone else!

Dongfang She closed his eyes and turned his face to the side. His chiseled profile was exquisite, like the sun god Apollo. His dark green eyes reflected the neon lights, making him seem enchanting and mysterious, almost fairy-like.

He could detect a faint fragrance emanating from her—a scent he couldn’t name but found soothing, inexplicably calming his restless heart.

“Stop at the next intersection,” Yu Jin instructed Qin Ye. She didn’t want Dongfang She to know where she lived.

“All right.”

“Assistant Qin, it seems the president’s office still needs one more assistant,” Dongfang She said casually.

Qin Ye immediately understood and cleared his throat. “Secretary Yu, I officially notify you to report to the president’s office tomorrow.”

“What?” Yu Jin was stunned. Report to the president’s office? Was she about to become Dongfang She’s assistant?