Chapter 0047: Hua Yue'er

When he arrived at the adjacent office, Lin Siyue, that mischievous girl, wasn’t there, and he felt a slight disappointment.

One had to admit, the Lin Group was immense—over ten floors in the building, each with departments managing various sectors. The main lines of business were pharmaceuticals and scientific research. The floor where Lin Siyu worked housed the core administrative staff.

Now, Zhang Xiaofan wandered up to the reception area on this floor. There were too many people in the general office; he had no desire to show his face there. With a company this large, having a reception desk on every floor was perfectly normal.

Today’s receptionist was a beauty—he’d noticed her yesterday. Bored, Zhang Xiaofan thought chatting with a pretty girl would be entertaining.

“Hey, beautiful, are you busy?”

Zhang Xiaofan leaned both hands on the reception desk, fixing his gaze on the young woman.

She was a seven in figure and a seven in looks—above average, really. No wonder the Lin Group had such lovely receptionists.

Ah… isn’t this the man who came with the president…

The receptionist seemed rather nervous, not realizing Zhang Xiaofan’s eyes were drifting past her collar, taking in the snowy whiteness beneath.

“Ah, what are you looking at…” she finally caught on, hurriedly covering her collar and murmuring bashfully. Truthfully, she’d already been secretly observing this man who came with the president.

He moved freely in and out of the president’s office. Yesterday, he’d played games in Vice President Lin’s office and was even asked to be her fake boyfriend. She knew this man surely had some background.

But he really was handsome…

The receptionist, Huayue’er, couldn’t help but be a little captivated.

Zhang Xiaofan was speechless—he’d just snuck a glance, nothing more, why such a dramatic reaction? Besides, if you don’t button up, who else is to blame…

“Huayue’er, what a graceful name.”

He glanced at her badge, learning her name. Yet this action immediately made Huayue’er think he was sneaking another look at her chest—her cheeks flushed crimson, inwardly cursing him for being so lascivious.

“Mr. Zhang… I’m still on duty,” Huayue’er whispered.

“No worries, no worries. Chatting with me is part of your job, too. If you don’t believe me, ask your president,” Zhang Xiaofan said with a smile. “We’ll be colleagues from now on, so let’s communicate more.”

Huayue’er smiled, “Mr. Zhang, what’s your position? The president hasn’t told me yet.”

“Me? You could say I’m a sacred guardian of flowers,” Zhang Xiaofan chuckled. “I protect all the beauties in the company from wolves.”

Huayue’er couldn’t help but laugh softly—he was quite humorous, though she thought to herself, most likely he was the wolf himself.

“We don’t have such a position in the company,” Huayue’er said, smiling.

“Haha, actually, I’m your president’s personal bodyguard,” Zhang Xiaofan replied, rubbing his nose.

“Personal bodyguard…” Huayue’er was taken aback—she didn’t recall such a role existing. But thinking it over, being the president’s bodyguard must mean he was skilled, and he seemed close to the president. His status must be high; she’d better cultivate a good relationship.

“Yue’er, don’t listen to this rascal’s nonsense.”

At that moment, Lin Siyue’s voice rang out.

“President Lin,” Huayue’er immediately greeted her respectfully.

“What nonsense, you little scoundrel? How is what I said nonsense?” Zhang Xiaofan raised an eyebrow, annoyed.

“You’re the scoundrel! Your whole family’s scoundrels!” Lin Siyue retorted angrily.

“Come on, you don’t keep your word. If you’re not a scoundrel, what are you? If you’re not, then be my girlfriend and keep me company tonight,” Zhang Xiaofan said, looking at Lin Siyue. Today, she was dressed in a classic office lady outfit—white blouse, black pencil skirt, black stockings, high heels. Honestly, her charm was no less than Lin Siyu’s.

“In your dreams! You, a stinky bodyguard, want to be my boyfriend? Maybe in your next life,” Lin Siyue scoffed.

“Fine, I can’t be bothered with you. Go cool off somewhere else, don’t interrupt my chat with Yue’er,” Zhang Xiaofan shot her a look.

Huayue’er stared at Zhang Xiaofan in surprise—was he really an employee? To dare speak to President Lin like that, wasn’t he afraid of being fired…

“Zhang Xiaofan!”

Lin Siyue’s pretty face flushed red, her chest rising and falling. It wasn’t shyness, but pure anger.

She was the vice president; how could a mere bodyguard dare talk to her like that? And she was so beautiful, yet he wouldn’t even spare her a few words, preferring to chat with the receptionist? Was she, a rich and beautiful woman, inferior to the receptionist?

“So what? You think raising your voice makes you special?” Zhang Xiaofan shot her another look. “What, you’re so eager to talk to me? You don’t have to shake your big white rabbits so much just to get my attention. I’m not falling for it.”

Big white rabbits?

Both Lin Siyue and Huayue’er were baffled, but as Lin Siyue glanced at her own chest, she suddenly understood. Her face grew even redder, now a mix of shyness and anger.

This despicable man! Shameless! Such a rogue!

“I know I’m handsome. Don’t look at me like that,” Zhang Xiaofan said, watching Lin Siyue glare at him. He felt triumphant—so you want to play games with me? I’ll drive you crazy.

“You’re fired!” Lin Siyue was utterly exasperated. The dignified heiress, vice president of the Lin Group, being teased by a mere bodyguard.

“Alright, go tell your cousin. If she fires me, I’ll leave right away. In fact, I’d thank you. You think threatening me with dismissal scares me? There’s a whole world out there—I can always find a way to make a living,” Zhang Xiaofan said.

“Brother, please say less. Vice President Lin has a fiery temper. If she really fires you, what will you do?” Huayue’er tugged at Zhang Xiaofan’s sleeve, whispering.

One had to admit, Huayue’er was truly likable—far gentler than Lin Siyue.

Strong women weren’t favored by men, but girls like Huayue’er made one want to cherish them.

Lin Siyue heard Huayue’er’s words. Was her temper really that bad? Was that why the bodyguard didn’t want to talk to her?

“Yue’er, you must be gentle, understand? Otherwise, if you’re like a wild dragon, no man will want you,” Zhang Xiaofan said deliberately, glancing at Lin Siyue to make his point.

Lin Siyue was furious but forced herself to calm down. If she lost her temper, wouldn’t she be proving Zhang Xiaofan right about being a wild dragon?

No, no, I am not a wild dragon! I am gentle and kind…

“Um…” Lin Siyue looked at Zhang Xiaofan, her demeanor shifting dramatically, but Zhang Xiaofan found it awkward.

“Stop pretending. You’re just stuffing green onions in a pig’s nose,” Zhang Xiaofan said before she could speak.

“Hm? What does that mean?” Lin Siyue asked.

“Come on, it means pretending to be something you’re not. You think you can act like a lady?”

“You, you, you…” Lin Siyue was beside herself with rage. If you hadn’t called me a wild dragon, would I be pretending? Not pretending? As if I want to!

Perhaps because she was too agitated, Lin Siyue suddenly felt a stabbing pain in her chest, her face turning pale—her old heart condition flared up!

Zhang Xiaofan slapped his thigh—how could he forget this girl had congenital heart disease? Now he’d created trouble for himself!

“Ah… what’s wrong with President Lin?” Huayue’er asked anxiously.

“It’s nothing, just her old illness. I’ll give her a few acupuncture points,” Zhang Xiaofan said, scooping Lin Siyue up in his arms, not caring whether she agreed.

“Let me go… you scoundrel,” Lin Siyue protested, pressed tightly against Zhang Xiaofan in a classic princess carry. Feeling the masculine aura and his handsome face, she was, inexplicably, a little shy.

“Still so stubborn,” Zhang Xiaofan said, giving her a light smack on her shapely behind. “Don’t argue with me anymore, see? You can’t win, you’ve made yourself sick. Why bother?”

“You… you actually hit me there…” Lin Siyue, though she endured the pain, was fully conscious and inwardly bashful.

“Why wouldn’t I? That’s what you get for being a scoundrel and opposing me.”

Smack.

Zhang Xiaofan’s slap wasn’t hard, but it made Lin Siyue wish she could burrow into the ground. If anyone in the company saw this, how could she ever face them again?

Behind them, Huayue’er was stunned—this bodyguard was bold and so masculine…

Lin Siyue, in Zhang Xiaofan’s arms, suddenly began to cry, feeling utterly aggrieved.

Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback—she was crying? Was this still the arrogant, domineering Lin Siyue?

“Come on, don’t cry. Please…I was wrong, really wrong,” Zhang Xiaofan pleaded helplessly. He was most afraid of women’s tears.

Ah, women—a mystery impossible to unravel…

But Lin Siyue continued sobbing, looking heartbreakingly pitiful.

Soon, they arrived at Lin Siyu’s office. As Zhang Xiaofan entered, carrying Lin Siyue, Lin Siyu frowned, and when she heard her sister’s cries, her expression darkened.

“What did you do to her?”

“President Lin, it’s not my fault. I just said a few words, and her old illness flared up. It must hurt a lot,” Zhang Xiaofan said, setting Lin Siyue gently on the sofa.

“Sis…he, he hit me…there…” Lin Siyue stopped crying, but her tearful, aggrieved look was as though Zhang Xiaofan had done something terrible to her.

Oh, come on, sis—it was just a couple of smacks on the backside. Is it really that bad? If you want, I’ll let you hit me back… thirty times, even.

“Where did he hit you?” Lin Siyu asked, confused. Surely not… there? Zhang Xiaofan was lewd, but not that extreme…

“Just…there…” Lin Siyue’s face was red; she really couldn’t say it aloud.

“Where exactly?” Lin Siyu pressed her, exasperated. Why couldn’t her sister just clarify?

Zhang Xiaofan couldn’t help but laugh, “Yeah, where exactly did I hit you?”

“You hit me there!” Lin Siyue said with utmost seriousness.

Lin Siyue…

Zhang Xiaofan…