In the end, under Shen Lingge’s repeated guarantee that Mr. Shen was not a pervert, Wen Xian half-believingly replied via email to this Mr. Shen named ‘S’ with the translation of that sentence in French.
Belle: Sir, Jet\aimebien means I like you.
S: I know.
Wen Xian: “……”
She didn’t know why, but she always felt this Mr. Shen was a pervert, yet she had no evidence. Not long after, she received the next work assignment from Mr. Shen.
S: I need four love poems, two versions.
S: This is your work for the next four days.
Wen Xian: Ah ah ah ah ah this Mr. Shen really is a pervert.
At this moment Wen Xian regretted extremely why she came to work at Shen Group. Although Benoy’s working hours were not fixed, their boss could be said maybe to be a normal person.
Although she thought like this in her heart, Wen Xian still replied seriously.
Belle: Understood, sir.
S: Mm.
Wen Xian looked at the content on the screen and let out a faint sigh. She didn’t know if Zhuo Xiangshuang’s work content would also be that strange. Thinking of this, she leaned over and glanced.
Zhuo Xiangshuang was wearing a pair of glasses, lowering her head flipping through a dictionary, the desk full of documents.
Wen Xian glanced again at her own completely empty desk, and decided to bring a few poetry collections from home tomorrow — ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign — to fill up the scene, after all, this was her proper work content.
In the following time, Wen Xian seriously went to look for famous love poems domestically and abroad. Before she even found suitable ones, the lower part of her computer screen reminded her she had a new email.
S: Two versions refer to text version and recording version.
Belle: Mr. Shen, recording version refers to what?
S: You.
Wen Xian: “……”
After Wen Xian dazedly froze for a while, she aggrievedly went to find Shen Lingge.
[Wen Xian: Gege, I want to resign.]
[Shen Lingge: …]
[Shen Lingge: Why do you want to resign?]
[Wen Xian: I always feel that Mr. Shen you spoke of is very strange, I feel not so good.]
[Shen Lingge: Mr. Shen is a very good person.]
[Wen Xian: I don’t think so, you may have been deceived.]
[Shen Lingge: .]
In Mingcheng, Shen Lingge began to reflect whether he had gone too far, so he opened his email, chose Belle as the recipient, and sent a new email.
S: No need for four poems, two poems, not necessarily love poems either.
Belle: Received.
Shen Lingge stared at those two cold and indifferent words for a while. He felt that maybe this work content had scared the little girl, so after thinking for a while, he decided to change to a different work content for her next week.
At five o’clock, Wen Xian prepared to get off work. Zhuo Xiangshuang still had a bit of wrapping-up work. She greeted Zhuo Xiangshuang once and then went downstairs. Duoduo and the driver were waiting for her in the parking lot.
After getting in the car, Duoduo, as usual, asked Wen Xian how work had been today, but in her heart Duoduo wasn’t too worried. After all, it was Shen Lingge’s territory, he wouldn’t let others bully Wen Xian.
Hearing Duoduo ask, Wen Xian immediately furrowed her brows. She muffled her face and quietly said: “Duoduo, I suspect that Shen Lingge is a big pervert, the work content he assigned me is so strange.”
Duoduo: “……”
What did Young Master do?
Duoduo hesitated and said: “It shouldn’t be, right? When we were in Mingcheng, we heard that Young Master Shen is a rare person in the circle who doesn’t mess around outside, and he is handsome in appearance and wealthy beyond measure. There are so many Mingcheng noble young ladies lining up wanting to marry into the Shen family, but all these years Mr. Shen has always been single.”
Wen Xian touched her chin, reasonably deducing: “Do you think maybe this Mr. Shen actually has some hidden illness? For example, he actually is no good…”
“Cough cough cough—”
Before Wen Xian finished speaking, a world-shaking coughing sound suddenly rang out from beside her. Duoduo’s face turned red as she looked at her in shock. Wen Xian looked back at her blankly.
Wen Xian lightly patted Duoduo’s back: “Duoduo, are you okay? Choked?”
Duoduo waved her hand. After calming down for a while, she asked: “Young Miss, why would you think that?”
So Wen Xian told Duoduo everything that happened today from beginning to end. When she heard that Mr. Shen even needed Wen Xian to send him recorded version love poems, Duoduo was also stunned for a moment.
Duoduo secretly thought, Young Master is really too impatient.
Now it’s good, Young Miss is going to mistakenly think Young Master is no good.
After getting home, Wen Xian first went to wash her hands and eat. After she finished eating, she still had to go to the art studio for class. Duoduo took this opportunity to report Wen Xian’s schedule for the day to Shen Lingge.
[Duoduo: Young Master, Young Miss got up at seven thirty today, for breakfast drank a glass of milk and ate a sandwich, for lunch ate French cuisine with newly acquainted colleagues, Young Miss got off work at five o’clock and the small desserts were already finished by her. At five ten, Young Miss reasonably deduced that you might have a hidden illness. At this moment, Young Miss is at home eating dinner.]
[Shen Lingge: ?]
[Shen Lingge: Reduce the quantity of desserts a bit, don’t indulge her eating sugar.]
[Shen Lingge: What hidden illness do I have?]
[Duoduo: Young Miss said you are no good.]
Shen Lingge, who for two days in a row had been said to be no good: “……”
Shen Lingge furrowed his brows, staring at the words “no good” for a while. He deeply felt that his decision to send the email this afternoon was a mistake. He decided tomorrow morning to go to the company and change it from two poems to five poems.
Wen Xian had no idea at all what she would be facing when she went to work tomorrow.
After dinner, Wen Xian picked up a peach and was just about to sit on the sofa when she saw Duoduo carrying her art bag going downstairs. Wen Xian immediately lowered her head and sighed sadly.
Her painting skills were already reaching the point of divine craftsmanship, why did she still have to suffer this kind of hardship.
After being dragged into the car by Duoduo, Wen Xian attempted to resist.
[Wen Xian: Gege, after I finish sketching class, I won’t study anymore, I won’t study colored pencils or traditional Chinese painting either!]
[Shen Lingge: No, I want to cultivate you to become a painter.]
[Wen Xian: I don’t want to be a painter anymore.]
[Shen Lingge: You are a genius.]
[Wen Xian: Geniuses don’t need to take classes, I don’t want classes.]
[Wen Xian: Gege, I’m so tired, wuwuwu.]
[Shen Lingge: Then don’t go.]
Shen Lingge originally wanted to tease Wen Xian a bit, but seeing her say she was tired, his heart softened instantly. She had already been tired enough these past years.
Wen Xian was just making a fuss without reason. Originally when Shen Lingge didn’t agree it was still fine, but seeing him suddenly change his mind instead made her feel a little guilty. He spent money sending her to class and she was still acting spoiled.
Wen Xian pouted her lips, lowered her eyes, and started apologizing.
[Wen Xian: Gege, I was just saying, I can take class, I’m not tired.]
[Shen Lingge: If you don’t want to study, then don’t, be good.]
[Wen Xian: I want to study!]
[Wen Xian: If I don’t go to class, my little desk mate will definitely cry wuwu!]
[Wen Xian: Gege, speaking of which, my little desk mate is actually quite similar to you.]
[Shen Lingge: ?]
[Shen Lingge: Wen Xian, are you human? Even elementary school students you won’t let go of?]
[Wen Xian: ???]
So the two people who were originally chatting just fine suddenly started arguing. Until just before class, Wen Xian was still tap-tap-tapping on her phone screen, and it ended with Wen Xian’s sentence: “I’m ignoring you now!”
That was the end.
This sentence was sent by Wen Xian as a voice message. After sending it, she immediately set the chat window with Shen Lingge to mute. Before entering the door, she even puffed up her cheeks angrily and said to Duoduo: “From now on, you’re not allowed to tell him what I’m doing! Also not allowed to pass messages for him! Otherwise, I’ll ignore you too!”
Duoduo: “……”
This really was a disaster that came out of nowhere, what did she do wrong now?
When Shen Lingge was messaging Wen Xian, he was sitting in a private room. Originally the atmosphere in the private room was harmonious, but suddenly from Shen Lingge’s phone came a girl’s charming yet overbearing voice: “I’m ignoring you now!”
Instantly the private room became dead silent. Everyone stared dumbfounded at Shen Lingge.
Thinking he had turned on speakerphone, but actually he hadn’t, Shen Lingge: “……”
After a moment of quiet, everyone immediately recalled that photo that went viral last night. After exchanging a few knowing glances, someone laughed and said: “Lingge, when will you bring her over for us to see?”
Shen Lingge’s expression didn’t change, but in his black eyes there was a hint of doting meaning. He changed sitting posture and said in a light voice: “Like a little cat, very delicate and spoiled, wait until I coax her well first before seeing.”
The person who spoke hadn’t really expected Shen Lingge to respond. This counted as admitting it already.
The quiet private room instantly became noisy and clamorous. They didn’t dare to directly ask Shen Lingge, but Chi Yanyu was still sitting here, so in an instant, Chi Yanyu’s side was surrounded by people.
And Shen Lingge lowered his eyes to glance at the time. Seeing that her class had started, he didn’t continue sending her messages.
Wen Xian’s class time was from seven o’clock to nine o’clock. Shen Lingge timed it exactly at nine o’clock when he returned home. Before leaving, he was poured a few more glasses of wine. As soon as he got in the car, he started sending messages to bother Wen Xian.
[Shen Lingge: .]
[Shen Lingge: Pay attention to me.]
[Shen Lingge: Wen Xian.]
[Shen Lingge: Xian Xian.]
[Shen Lingge: I was wrong.]
[Shen Lingge: I apologize, you are a human.]
At this moment Wen Xian wasn’t paying attention to Shen Lingge at all. She was exchanging painting experience with her poker-faced little desk mate Gong Yan, while Duoduo stood beside them listening to the conversation with a face full of black lines.
Gong Yan: “Do you understand sketching from life? Bacon said art is man and nature, do you understand?”
Wen Xian: “You think I haven’t gone to school?”
Gong Yan: “I think it’s possible.”
Wen Xian: “Where did the teacher say we’re going for sketching from life?”
Gong Yan: “Go to next-door Mingcheng, seaside sketching from life.”
Wen Xian: “Our Licheng doesn’t have a sea?”
Gong Yan: “Probably there’s some cooperation project with over there, two days one night.”
Wen Xian: “I don’t want to go to Mingcheng, can I not participate in sketching from life?”
Gong Yan: “Why don’t you want to go to Mingcheng?”
Wen Xian: “I don’t want to tell you.”
Gong Yan: “Hmph, I don’t want to know either.”
After speaking, the two of them turned their heads away from each other, each preparing to go home. Wen Xian puffed up her cheeks and said to Duoduo: “Duoduo, you’re not allowed to tell Gege I’m going to Mingcheng, otherwise I’ll move back to live there!”
Duoduo helplessly replied: “Understood, Young Miss.”
After getting in the car, Wen Xian also didn’t look at her phone. She was about to die of anger. Shen Lingge quarreled with her, even a little kid like Gong Yan also quarreled with her. Today she really argued with everyone she saw.
None of them noticed that across the road, there was a black car parked in a dark spot. The person inside was taking several photos of Wen Xian, the people in the photos including Gong Yan and Duoduo.
And completely unaware that he had been set to mute, Shen Lingge was still furrowing his brows, staring at his phone screen.
At this time Wen Xian should have finished class. Why wasn’t she paying attention to him?