Chapter 8 — Going on a blind date and bumping into the General Boss

Diem Thoi glanced at Duong Duong, his voice still as cold as before: "Currently, I'm pursuing her. Do you think, she will even pay attention to your 'boyfriend'?" 12 Diem Thoi's voice was still calm, but because of that calmness, Duong Duong was even more embarrassed to the extreme.——The two of them stood there together, the difference was so obvious that it made people feel uneasy. Not to mention status or income, which was already a sky-high difference, just Duong Duong's face alone is so lost that he has no way back. That's not a comparison, it's a crushing, it's the type of "not qualified to be on the same screen". Although Diem Thoi only coldly said one sentence, everyone present clearly understood the meaning that followed.——You and Duong Duong, who is the one who has the ability to make women feel moved? If anyone really chooses Duong Duong, it must be... blind. Ton Tinh's face kept changing, his eyes kept moving back and forth between me and Diem Thoi, as if he still wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say a word. Duong Duong couldn't speak, his face was bloodless, he awkwardly pulled her hand: "Sorry, Director Diem! I will take her away right away!" Having said that, he quickly pulled Ton Tinh away as if running away. At first, Ton Tinh still struggled a few times, but Duong Duong was now angry, his face dark and scary. The strength of a man's hand was not something she could shake off, and was soon pulled away and out of sight. There was only a group of people left in the office, eager to talk. At that moment, I finally regained my composure — and immediately realized something extremely important. Diem Thoi's words just now... all my colleagues here heard it?! It was like a bee rang in my head. Isn't that right? Because that statement... is really, too vague! I turned to look at him, looking at the cold profile of that face, there was only one thought in my mind: I hadn't had time to make amends for the previous misunderstanding, and now I let him bear the blame - the reputation of "chasing me"! He seemed to sense my gaze and turned his head. My four eyes looked at each other, I suddenly felt like my heart was being squeezed, and the words I was about to say to explain were stuck in my throat. Diem Thoi paused for a moment, then calmly opened his mouth: "Come into my office for a moment." "Y-yes, Director Diem." I no longer had the mind to pay attention to everyone's eyes anymore, I just felt my whole body tense and anxious to follow him. Although I am the one who was wronged, but this is a company, what just happened was really... too embarrassing. "A Thoi—" The door closed, blocking Thieu Man's voice. In the room, there were only Diem Thoi and I left. The space was terrifyingly silent. He stopped right in front of me, standing very close, but didn't say a word. I don't know why I started to feel confused, my heart was choked up, mixed with a bit of... bitterness that was hard to name. I tried to muster up my courage and proactively opened my mouth: "Director Diem, I'm sorry... for causing trouble for the company..." "Raise your head." I was stunned and instinctively raised my eyes. Diem Thoi is right in front of us. He pulled out a tissue, then gently placed his hand on my face. Warm fingers wiped away every drop of water remaining on her cheeks. His eyelashes were slightly lowered, his eyes were serious to the point of being almost focused. His voice was still cold as usual, but somehow carried a bit of helplessness: "It's not clean enough, it's very uncomfortable, isn't it?" 13 Through the tissue, where his fingertips touched, it was as if a fire flared up, spreading into a piece that burned his whole body. A stream of vague emotions rose straight to my chest, my heart felt like someone was squeezing it. It's over, am I... really blushing?! As an exemplary employee, how could I let my boss bend over backwards to help me? Now perhaps

So I have to grab a tissue and wipe it myself, right? But… if that were the case, wouldn't it touch my hand? Thinking about that, my face became even hotter. Needless to say, Diem Thoi's hands are really beautiful, long fingers, clear joints, thick eyelashes, high nose bridge, lips... too beautiful—“What are you thinking about?” His voice suddenly rang out, cold, low. Me: “…” Startled and avoided his eyes, bowed my head and stammered: “N-no… didn't think anything.” I can't say I just sat there imagining him wildly?! Ning Sisi, you are really useless! In this situation, you're still thinking inappropriate things?! Diem Thoi is a cold and arrogant person, but he works meticulously and incredibly thoughtfully - especially now. "Okay." He finally took a half step back. I breathed a sigh of relief, but a vague feeling of emptiness arose in my heart. I could only mumble: "Thank you, Director Diem." He tilted his head, his eyes fell on me, was quiet for a few seconds and then asked: "Aren't you usually very strong? Why did you let people bully you like that just now?"??? This sentence sounds... not like he's praising me at all! I protested in a low voice: "I just couldn't react in time... Duong Duong and I hardly talked outside of work. Who would have thought that something like that would happen..." Diem Thoi smiled slightly - very lightly, like a fleeting breeze, but it made my heart skip a beat. "It turns out, your aggressive aura was all used up on me?"??? I raised my head to refute, but just happened to encounter that look - transparent, deep, difficult to grasp. All the words I was about to say flew away. I knew I shouldn't look at him like that, but I couldn't take my eyes off, my whole body seemed to be hypnotized, all I could hear was his heart beating non-stop. Knock knock knock— The sound of knocking on the door rang out, breaking the layer of ambiguous atmosphere that was tight between the two of them. Thieu Man's voice came in, carrying an awkward look: "A Thoi, have you two finished talking?" I suddenly woke up, quickly backed away, quickly went to open the door. According to Tan Dao, Thieu Man's company has a cooperative relationship with my side. Today she went with Diem Thoi, probably on official business. But looking at her face, it was clearly not very happy. Just scanned me, then turned to Diem Thoi, his voice lowered and was clearly soft: "Ah Thoi, where are you going to eat tonight?" Diem Thoi put his hands in his pockets, his eyes cold: "Sorry, not free." "So... tomorrow then—" "Thieu Man." His voice was neither heavy nor light, but it made the whole room silent. "I thought that day at the cafe, I made it clear enough. I don't have time, nor am I in the mood to dine with someone who isn't my girlfriend." Me: "..." Eh??? This "fake girlfriend" title... why is the expiration date so long?! Thieu Man's face turned pale, his forced smile gradually disappeared. But she still tried to pretend to be calm, tilted her head to look at me, raised her eyebrows sarcastically: "Her? Ah Thoi, you don't need to do that. Just to reject me, did you arbitrarily find someone to play the role?" The room fell so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. I held my breath, only one thought echoed in my head: It's done! That day at the grill, she definitely knew everything! "We're really not lovers." Diem Thoi's voice rang out, steady and calm. The corner of Thieu Man's lips immediately curled up, a smug expression just appearing. But in the next sentence, her face froze in place. Diem Thoi looked straight into her eyes, his voice cold and decisive: "It's me who is chasing her." 14 At that moment, I don't know what kind of expression Thieu Man had, because my mind was also blown into an empty piece by Diem Thoi's words. Do you… know what you just… said?! Thieu Man finally couldn't keep his face and turned away

The person left without even forgetting to slam the door. There were only two of us left in the office. I wanted to go, but thinking about the eyes filled with trigrams out there, I hesitated. But... continuing here... "Don't say anything?" Diem Thoi's voice suddenly rang out. I was startled: "Ah?" His fingers lightly tapped the table: "Don't pretend you didn't hear." "..."As your subordinate for so long, I've never really had an advantage - this man, holds me in the palm of his hand. I gritted my teeth and hesitantly opened my mouth: "Director Diem, can you speak a little more clearly...? The matter of me being a 'bulletproof girlfriend', in the end... how long does it have to last?" As soon as I finished speaking, I felt the air in the room suddenly become a few degrees colder.