PRESIDENT IS BEING SHAMELESS AGAIN

Chapter 6

[This is an adaptation, this story is not mine. The credits goes to the original writer. Please do not vote!]

Jennie smiled calmly as if nothing had happened and said, "Excuse me for a moment, I'd like to go to the washroom."

"Why are you holding your bag if you're going to the washroom?" Vice President Yao grabbed her hand that she was using to hold her bag. He stroked the back of her hand aggressively, his fingers trying hard to wriggle into her palm.

Feeling disgusted, Jennie gritted her teeth and shook off his hand forcefully before saying, "I'm going to touch up my makeup."

Before You Weiwen and Vice President Yao could react, she took her bag and rushed out. However, Zhu Jingjing stopped her at the door saying, "Jennie, are you drunk? There's a washroom in the room."

Her expression hardened. She wanted to leave even if it meant losing her job. Zhu Jingjing grabbed her wrist and muttered, "Jennie, don't get me into trouble even if you don't want this job. The decision to be a full-time employee is on Manager You's hands. If you failed your internship, it'll be recorded in your personnel file. Who knows what kind of remarks he'll comment about you? It'll be tough for you to find a job in the future."

Jennie evaluated the situation. There were three other people in the room, and if they really wanted to stop her, she would have no chance to leave at all.

"I forgot where is the washroom." Jennie's mouth curved into a smile that stunned Zhu Jingjing.

Unexpectedly, Jennie did not cry, make a scene nor beg. Jennie turned around and entered the washroom calmly. The sound of the door being shut and locked was heard.

Jennie did not loosen up. She took out her phone and her whole body was trembling uncontrollably. Her fingers quivered while she was searching through her contacts. She found Rosé's number and called.

"Rosé, pick up your phone! Rosé!" Her eyes reddened, but there was no response after waiting for a long time.

"Lil' Kim, are you not done yet? Tonight's a good night to have fun, don't be such a killjoy!" Vice President Yao knocked on the door and was calling out to her.

Jennie was getting more anxious as the knocking grew rapid. She knew that she could not hide in the washroom forever, the people outside would be able to come in eventually.

She raised her head and scanned the washroom, her eyes fixed on a vent near the ceiling and above the toilet. She could barely fit through to escape according to the size of the vent.

Jennie turned around to look at the door that was still being knocked on ceaselessly. She mustered up her strength and stepped on the toilet lid. Fortunately, she was tall enough to grab the shutter of the vent.

Due to safety considerations especially in the events of fire, the hotel had implemented several safety measures. Therefore, the shutter on the vent could be removed by hand. Jennie removed the shutter forcibly and threw her shoes out of the vent. She tried hard to push herself while crawling out of the vent.

Right at this moment, she heard Zhu Jingjing talking to the waiter on the other side of the door. "Open the door. My colleague has been in there for very long. She didn't even respond when we knocked on the door, something might have happened to her."

Jennie was distressed. She pushed half of her body out of the vent using all her strength, but she was stunned by what she saw.

She stared blankly at Lisa who was standing on the corridor right in front of her. A chubby kid who resembled Lisa was standing next to him. He looked like he was four or five years old, but he was still good looking with his chubby cheeks. He was wearing a yellow SpongeBob T-shirt and a pair of suspenders, and his fat round stomach was bulging out slightly.

Lisa raised an eyebrow in silence. "..."

Jennie too was silent. "..."

The young fatty said with a dull expression, "Big Nephew, I've seen almost anything now that I've been alive for a while."

Lisa remained silent. "..."

Jennie was still quiet. "..."

"Could it be you saw another man go to the toilet again?" joked Lisa. At that moment, his raspy but gentle voice made Jennie felt especially safe, like seeing a bright light in the dark.

She felt like she had met her savior. Her eyes brimmed with tears instantly for she could not hold it back anymore. Lisa was completely caught off guard as her tears flowed freely down her face.

"Save me," her voice wobbled as she sobbed. She did not know why, but Jennie felt a sense of relief as soon as she saw him.

Behind them, the entrance to the washroom flung open and the shocked and angry voice of You Weiwen came through. "Jennie, what are you doing, you come down this instant! I brought you with me to talk business so you would gain some experience, yet you embarrassed me completely. You know nothing of appreciating somebody's kindness!"

Jennie was anxious and half her body was already out the vent, so she could not turn her head back to see the people behind her. She could only hear eager footsteps rushing towards her as if wanting to pull her back in.

Jennie's anxiety grew and she begged Lisa hastily, "Please, save me."

The tears in her eyes accented the clear distinction between the black and white in them, and her gaze struck Lisa without a warning.

Her pale face sported no makeup, only faint streaks of tears that ran down her pink cheeks and a tinge of red upon the tip of her nose. Her entire body trembled with nervousness, like a small flower trembling upon its branch as the wind swept by.

Although he knew it was ill-timed and inappropriate, Lisa could not help thinking of an idiom— a red apricot tree leaned over the wall.

He took a step forward and reached out to her. "Do you trust me?".

Jennie could not afford to ponder on the meaning of the question—she either believed he could save her, or believed he could catch her.

She looked down at the hands that were stretched out towards her—they were clean and fair with shallow palm prints, the joints of the long fingers were distinct and protruded slightly, like bamboo. She could even smell a clear but faint fragrance from his neatly-trimmed fingernails; it was a calming and pleasant smell.

Jennie remembered that a beautiful hand, just like the ones before her, had covered her eyes before and her fingertips twitched involuntarily. She put her hand into his open palms and felt them close firmly around her. His grip was tight and forceful around her palm, but she felt no pain, only relief.

Right as she felt the person behind her touched her, she was suddenly jerked forward and the lower half of her body easily fell forward through the vent. She dove face-first into Lisa's embrace but felt that his chest was just a bit too sturdy, causing her to hurt herself.

Then, a firm and powerful palm pressed into her lower back and his embrace around her tightened even further.

She had thrown her high-heels out first and now the shoes laid haphazardly on the ground. Her bare feet were lifted off the ground by Lisa, and one of his arms came to support her just below her behind. His other hand then pressed the back of her head firmly into his shoulder.

Jennie was scared beyond her wits and subconsciously grasp Lisa's suit jacket tightly. With the back of her head pressed into his shoulder, she did not feel the need to break free and instead buried her face into his shirt, taking in the clear scent of pine and cypress that made her felt at ease.