Batter My Heart,Mr Xi (Book 2)

Chapter XI

A/n: Oh my God guys sorry for the no update last week.( Due some personal reasons) .

Also I would have updated on Wednesday but I was watching this K-drama( All of Us Are Dead) so I waited till Friday , instead of Saturday, my usual update time.

Double A/n: For re readers, some scenes have revised🤷.

Her anguished sobs filled the small room. Mr Xi's hand subconsciously moved but froze in mid-air, hovering as if to wipe her tears away.

Something about the way she cried stirred an old, familiar ache he hadn't felt in years - a reminder of his Xue'er before she disappeared. The mannerisms, the desperate pleas...it was almost painful to watch.

Then he retracted his hand back. Clenching his jaw, Xi Jinwei shoved a box of tissues across the table towards the distraught woman. Yang Zhilan immediately snatched them, wiping at her eyes and blowing her nose loudly.

"Thank you," She muttered and he sighed and rubbed his temple. It has been awhile since he felt such awkwardness.

" So you're saying you have amnesia Miss Yang? That you just woke up without any recollection of your past so you were given a new identity. One that you use now?" He played along with her.

" Yes Mr Xi."

Xi Jinwei huffed.

This situation was perfect. It was either she really had amnesia and wanted his help truly or she had another motives. In any case, he was going to keep her around and investigate further.

If it turned out, she was here for the latter, he was going to make sure she was going to regret it.

" Mm. Then I will do my best to help you, Miss Yang."

Yang Zhilan's crying ceased abruptly, much to his surprise. She blinked up at him with those large, glistening eyes. "You'll help me? Truly?"

She slid off the chair bowing, "Thank you, thank you! I am in your debt."

Xi Jinwei shifted uncomfortably, puzzled by her dramatic shift in demeanor. Pursing his lips, he gave a curt nod.

" Can I go?" She asked.

" Yes." She watched her light step eager to leave his office but before she could he said," Wait Miss Yang."

" Hmm?" She turned back and faced him.

" Do you by any chance smoke?"

" Huh?"

After Mr Xi dismissed her, she returned to her desk. She hadn't eaten lunch and her usually headache had began once more after she left Mr Xi's office.

As usual.

And they fact that he asked if she smoked was a sure fact that she probably smelt a bit funny.

" Hey, Zhilan. I didn't see you eat lunch. Have you eaten?" Sister Xin asked when she sat down.

" Er...No . I didn't have time because Mr Xi called me to discuss something so."

" Ooh, what did he say?" Sister Xin gushed.

Yang Zhilan almost rolled her eyes. After their earlier encounter, she was starting to feel Mr Xi wasn't a saint like he portrayed himself to be.

" Ooh nothing much, just work stuff. By the way do have any perfume here?"

Sister Xin rummaged through her bag and took one out for her," Here you go."