After the dinner, Feng Wan returned to the hotel room.
She wrote a 2,000-character review book and sent it to Fu Yiming's mailbox along with the weekly report.
She stretched, rubbed her sore wrist, and got up to take a bath. She was extremely exhausted physically and mentally. She fell asleep as soon as she touched the bed.
She woke up with cramps in her lower abdomen in the middle of the night.
Fu Yiming had just taken over the headquarters of Woming, and she was very busy.
Her eldest aunt came to patronize suddenly and quite aggressively.
Her lower abdomen was swollen and painful, her nightdress was wet with cold sweat, her hair was sticking to her forehead, and she was sweating lightly. Feng Wan got up with difficulty and glanced at the phone: five o'clock in the morning.
She couldn't bear the pain. She checked the hospital near her home and called an online car to get some IV drips.
She slept dazedly on the bed in the emergency room for an hour and the daily alarm clock woke her up again.
As usual, the hotel was arranged to deliver meals to Fu Yiming on time at seven o'clock. Feng Wan opened the mailbox and then dealt with official business.
Feng Wan had just pulled out the needle when she received a call from the hotel manager.
"Secretary Feng, where are you? Mr. Fu..."
Hearing a general overview of what happened, Feng Wan hurriedly hung up the phone and hailed a taxi back to the hotel.
In the car, she simplified a light makeup and tied up her hair. She patted her face vigorously to hide her fatigue.
The taxi stopped at the door of the hotel. Feng Wan got off the car, and smoothed the folds at the corners of the shirt. She took out the mirror, checked her appearance again, and walked into the hotel leisurely.
At the entrance of the special suite on the top floor, the hotel manager and several female employees stood in a circle outside the door. Feng Wan walked in and saw a woman with heavy makeup in the middle sobbing.
"Manager Lu."
When everyone heard the sound, they turned their heads, saw Feng Wan, and suddenly fell silent.
Manager Lu answered nervously, "Hey, secretary."
Feng Wan nodded, and turned his eyes to the weeping woman. Her facial features are as exquisite as a doll, but the makeup is too thick and extra kitsch.
Manager Lu clenched his hands and said, "Mr. Fu seems to be very angry. He hasn't eaten yet."
A female employee next to him suddenly answered, "Xiao Zhou goes to deliver meals normally, but Mr. Fu kicked her out. Even as the boss, he can't do this to us. Do employees have no human rights?"
She deliberately raised her volume. Her eyes floated to the door of the suite, for fear that the person in the room would not be able to hear it.
Feng Wan looked at her up and down. The makeup and outfit were so meticulous that people could tell at a glance that they were deliberate.
This meal delivery seduction. This one wants to get Fu Yiming's special treatment for his colleagues?
Feng Wan felt cold in her heart.
This way, you still dare to play Liao Zhai here? Have you read too many romance novels?
The story of an overbearing president falling in love with Brainless Cinderella has been written by no one in Jinjiang for 800 years!
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Provoking Fire
Romance[STORY NOT MINE. FOR OFFLINE READING PURPOSES ONLY.] Rumor has it that Fu Yiming, president of Fu Group, is cold, ruthless, and extremely strict with his subordinates. But Feng Wan has been his secretary for five years. Until one day, Feng Wan was i...
