Night Fire Lingering

Chapter 357 Women's Toilet, Do You Want to Join Us?

Jiang Xing got up immediately, grabbed her bag, and walked out.

The room was dead silent.

Jiang Xing's tone was anything but polite; Gao Zhu, who was Lou Qi's personal assistant, was no pushover. Just when everyone thought he was about to lose his temper or act sarcasticly, he hurriedly chased after him and blocked Jiang Xing's path.

"Hey! Miss Jiang... let's talk this out!"

"Assistant Gao, you know how it is when workers are caught up in trouble and have no choice but to deal with things, they're not in a good mood, are they?" Jiang Xing's eyes were cold with a hint of impatience. "Please make way."

Why don't you speak politely?

She didn't even want to talk!

Gao Zhu grinned shamelessly, "You're not familiar with the company either. Where are you going? I'll go with you! — I'll show you the way!"

"Women's restroom, want to come along?"

"..."

Some people wanted to laugh, but the somber atmosphere prevented them from doing so.

"Assistant Gao, do you know Lawyer Jiang?" Jian Baizhu asked.

This sounds like Assistant Gao is trying to cover up Jiang Xing's 'stealing' behavior because she has a private tutor with her.

Others also felt that Gao Zhu's attitude towards Jiang Xing was strange, unusually... attentive?

A colleague gossiped, "Assistant Gao, is Lawyer Jiang your girlfriend?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Assistant Gao glanced instinctively at the conference room door, relieved to see no one was passing by. "How could I possibly be worthy of her? She wouldn't even look at me. Anyway, don't ask anymore. As for that pen—"

Gao Zhu paused deliberately, drawing the attention of the others to him.

"Anyone could steal from this house, but she's the only one who couldn't."

"Why...why?" Jian Baizhu had a bad feeling, and her face turned pale.

“Because—” Assistant Gao stared at her, his eyes devoid of emotion, even carrying a hint of coldness, “that pen was a gift from Lawyer Jiang to President Lou.”

Who would steal a gift they gave to someone else?

"Fuck!"

"what?"

The crowd gasped and hurriedly covered their mouths.

For a moment, I didn't know whether to be shocked that 'Jiang Xing is so rich that he can give such an expensive gift' or that 'Jiang Xing can give President Gu a gift, and President Gu cherishes it so much'.

Everyone in the conference room looked at Jian Baizhu—this whole affair was orchestrated by Jian Baizhu from beginning to end.

Jian Baizhu's face was extremely embarrassed, but she forced herself to remain calm and said, "Jiang Lu, you should have said so earlier, causing such a big misunderstanding."

Gao Zhu sneered: "If you had said so earlier, you wouldn't have had to put on such a stupid show, right?"

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Jiang woke up and went to the bathroom, only to find that she had indeed started her period. She rummaged through her bag, realizing she had forgotten to pack it in her rush to leave that morning.

Just when she was at her wit's end, someone knocked on her cubicle door.

Is Miss Jiang inside?

"Who?"

The other person didn't say anything, but passed a sanitary napkin through the crack under the door of the cubicle.

It's still the brand that Jiang Xing usually uses.

Jiang Xing felt it was too hot to handle and didn't really want to use it, but the situation forced him to.

As Jiang Xing came out of the bathroom, a woman in her early thirties, dressed in a business skirt, was standing outside. Jiang Xing had seen her twice before, delivering documents to Lou Qi at the apartment; she was Lou Qi's secretary.

"Miss Jiang, these are for your convenience." He said, handing the remaining sanitary napkins and a box of ibuprofen to Jiang Xing.

Jiang Xing didn't take it, but looked at her.

The secretary remained calm, smiling at her with goodwill, which made Jiang Xing feel uneasy, and she unconsciously took the hand.

She wanted to ask if Lou Qi had sent her.

Apart from Lou Qi, who has cohabitation experience, no one else knows the brands she usually uses or her menstrual cycle.

But what's the point of asking?

She didn't believe the other person's answer.

The other person replied that she didn't want to hear it.

"Thank you." Jiang Xing took it as a gesture of kindness.

The secretary replied tactfully, "It's my job."