Gently bite the jasmine

Chapter 119 Don’t want to go

Lin Xi suddenly pushed Duan Yiheng away and stood awkwardly to the side, unsure of what to do with her hands and feet.

Qin Yang felt a burning sensation in his neck, as if his head was about to fall to the ground.

"It's alright, Qin Yang is one of us," Duan Yiheng comforted Lin Xi, earning him a sharp glare in return.

Qin Yang, now one of his own: "..."

"You can go out first." Duan Yiheng no longer concealed his gentle tone when speaking to Lin Xi. "I have something to say to Qin Yang."

Qin Yang glanced at Duan Yiheng, wondering if he was going to silence him.

Lin Xi was naturally eager to disappear from Qin Yang's sight as soon as possible, and didn't dare to raise her head when passing by him.

Qin Yang stared at Lin Xi's back, his eyes frozen, unable to come to his senses.

Duan Yiheng tapped the table: "How long are you going to keep watching?"

"It's not that I'm being nosy, boss," Qin Yang said, his mind far from work. "What exactly is your relationship with Miss Lin?"

This concerns his future, so naturally we need to find out the details.

Duan Yiheng: "...I'll be your boss's wife from now on."

Qin Yang was taken aback. Was he serious?

So, was the reason for rejecting Miss Tan for Miss Lin's sake?

But aren't they siblings? No, they're not related by blood.

After returning to her workstation, Lin Xi couldn't help but glance towards the president's office.

She only saw Duan Yiheng speaking, while Qin Yang kept nodding.

After Qin Yang came out, she fiddled with things at her workstation for a while, seemingly very busy.

She didn't know what Duan Yiheng and Qin Yang had talked about, and Qin Yang's attitude towards her remained the same as always, without asking her anything.

Lin Xi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

During the lunch break, Duan Yiheng sent her the photos of fireworks he had taken the night before.

Lin Xi has a folder on her phone containing photos of Duan Yiheng.

She stared at a picture of fireworks at a wedding banquet for a long time, seemingly for no apparent reason.

Judging from the angle of the photo, she could almost picture Duan Yiheng with his hands raised and his head tilted back.

For a fleeting moment, she saw a hint of envy and expectation in his eyes.

While I was staring blankly at the screen, my phone suddenly rang.

It was Duan Mingxuan. Lin Xi answered without hesitation.

"Xiao Xi, Dad is unusually free tonight and said he'd be having dinner with us at Jingheji Restaurant. He asked me to let you know so I can pick you up from the company."

"No," Lin Xi immediately refused, then asked, "Who else?"

Duan Mingxuan: "My mom, there are only four of us. It's been so long since our family ate together."

Lin Xi fell silent and glanced at Duan Yiheng through the glass partition.

Although it was after get off work hours, he didn't rest and was still processing the documents at hand. Qin Yang had been coming and going many times.

Zheng Jizhong is Duan Zheng's man. Duan Zheng has time to spend with his family, but this family does not include Duan Yiheng.

"I'm not going," Lin Xi said calmly. "I'm not feeling well. Could you apologize to Uncle Duan for me?"

"Xiao Xi, my dad specifically set aside time for us, are you really going to embarrass him?"

Lin Xi still said, "I'm sorry, Mingxuan, I'm really not feeling well."

Duan Mingxuan softened his voice: "Where do you feel unwell? I'll take you to see a doctor."

Lin Xi was afraid he would ask again, so she said, "I'm on my period, I don't need to see a doctor. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now."

Duan Mingxuan was extremely annoyed and immediately called Duan Zheng.

Lin Xi never expected that her simple phone call of refusal would attract Duan Zheng.

In the afternoon, the father and son talked in the office for nearly two hours.

Lin Xi then realized that Duan Zheng must have come because of Zheng Jizhong's matter.

The glass was closed, so Lin Xi couldn't see what was happening inside. After waiting for a long time, Duan Zheng came out with a grim expression.

It seems we've really clashed.

Duan Zheng did not leave directly, but went to Lin Xi's office.

Lin Xi immediately stood up, looking somewhat flustered.

Glancing at the calligraphy on the wall, Duan Zheng suddenly chuckled: "Over the years, his calligraphy skills haven't declined. When I taught him, his writing was crooked and messy."

Lin Xi stared in surprise, her mouth slightly agape. She hadn't expected that Duan Yiheng's calligraphy was actually taught by Duan Zheng.

When she was a child, she played hide-and-seek with Duan Mingxuan and accidentally wandered into Duan Zheng's study. She didn't see anything and was scolded and forced to leave by Chen Baiwei.

She had always known about Duan Zhenghui's calligraphy, but had never seen his handwriting.

Judging from Duan Zheng's appearance, it must have been a warm and happy time.

However, for Duan Yiheng, all the happiness of his childhood is the root of his current suffering.

If you never had it, then you never had it.

Duan Yiheng had clearly possessed it, but in the end it belonged to someone else.

“I happen to be free today, and it’s been a while since we had dinner together,” Duan Zheng said to Lin Xi. “Would you like to travel with me in my car?”

Lin Xi shook her head: "I'm sorry, Uncle Duan, Mingxuan called me, but I'm not feeling well. You, Aunt Wei, and Mingxuan should go instead."

Duan Zheng wanted to ask her about Duan Yiheng, but upon hearing her words, he naturally frowned.

"You live in the west building because of your aunt. She does have her faults, and it's normal for young people to have a temper. But not going back to live there isn't good for your aunt's reputation, is it?"

Lin Xi didn't know how to answer, and bit her lip slightly.

"Go back and get beaten up again?" Duan Yiheng blocked the doorway of the secretary's office, staring at Duan Zheng with hostile eyes. "Now you care about your reputation? Why didn't you care about your reputation when you were beating people up?"

Duan Zheng paused, then turned and glared at Duan Yiheng: "Is this how you talk to me? Xiao Xi used to be very obedient, but ever since she started living with you, she's become completely rebellious."

Duan Yiheng was tired of hearing the same old story.

Lin Xi was about to retort when Duan Yiheng stopped her with a look.

He looked at Duan Zheng and said, "You know in your heart that the purpose of this dinner is not simple. If you have any questions, you can ask Lin Xi now, or you can ask me when I get back to my office."

Duan Zheng, having his thoughts exposed, left the secretary's office with a cold snort.

Since he was an elder, Lin Xi couldn't refuse to see him off.

Qin Yang raised his hand and said, "I'll go."

Lin Xi had no choice but to stop.

After Duan Zheng left, Lin Xi turned to Duan Yiheng: "So you knew Uncle Duan's purpose."

Duan Yiheng scoffed, "That's all he's got."

Lin Xi looked at him expectantly and said, "When I first joined the company, he hinted at it to me, but I didn't agree, and I didn't tell him about you either."

"I know," Duan Yiheng said. "He just asked you to go out for dinner?"

Lin Xi hummed in agreement: "Duan Mingxuan called me, but I've already declined."

"That's not like you. You usually don't refuse invitations from elders," Duan Yiheng asked her. "Why did you refuse?"

"I don't want to go." Lin Xi lowered her gaze.

Duan Yiheng bent down slightly to accommodate her height and asked gently, "For me?"

Lin Xi raised her eyes, not answering his question directly, but instead asking, "Shall we go eat?"

"Go," Duan Yiheng chuckled. "I'll take you to a new place."

"Where?" Lin Xi asked, puzzled.

Duan Yiheng said, "I'll be in your car. You'll see when we get there."