Mr. Xiao, can I borrow your wedding invitation?

Chapter 231 is still a bit lacking.

"Hello, Mr. Xiao!"

"Hello, Mr. Xiao!"

Upon seeing Xiao Shen arrive, Yang Xueli wiped the glass even more diligently, deliberately swaying her slender waist and pert buttocks, which looked anything but suitable for children.

Su Ying slapped her forehead: I told her to pretend to be simple, not to flirt like that.

They just can't be taught.

Xiao Shen strode through the crowd with his long legs. Every time he appeared, it was like a king arriving. Today, he was wearing a silver-gray suit, with his hair styled in a 3/7 part, revealing his delicate and thick eyebrows and eyes. His eyes were sharp and his temperament was noble. Every step he took was like a male model walking on a catwalk, making it impossible for people to take their eyes off him.

Every time he appears, it's like the entrance of a domineering male CEO in an idol drama—powerful and assertive.

Yang Xueli's eyes sparkled with anticipation as she greeted, "Hello, Mr. Xiao!"

However, Xiao Shen didn't even glance at her and walked straight to the elevator.

Yang Xueli, who was ignored, froze on the spot.

Perhaps not wanting to give up this opportunity, she suddenly yanked the bucket over.

Dark gray sewage rushed towards Xiao Shen's feet, wetting his leather shoes and trouser legs.

There was silence.

Su Ying secretly gave Yang Xue a thumbs up, "You've got guts!"
Xiao Shen paused in place, glanced down at the scene, and then turned back with a dark expression.

Yang Xueli felt that her opportunity had finally arrived.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Xiao, I... I didn't mean to! Let me wipe it for you!"

She knelt down in front of Xiao Shen with a rag in her hand.

Men love to play around; it's in their nature, especially for wealthy men who are high and mighty. Things like holding bottle caps between their breasts, feeding each other wine mouth-to-mouth, and swapping female partners—there's no limit to how perverted they can get.

There are also some men who like to have women role-play and then grovel at their feet, just like now.

Yang Xueli wiped diligently, already picturing the blissful scene of being pampered by this man in the future, but little did she know, the face above her head was already filled with dark clouds.

"Do you really enjoy cleaning the company?"

Yang Xueli didn't think rationally about what he meant. In order to win his attention, she blurted out without thinking, "Yes, President Xiao, it is my duty to share the cleaning work for the company. Of course, if President Xiao needs me, I will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

Although she had changed into a cleaning lady's uniform, she had cleverly applied an innocent-looking makeup, which, combined with her current expression, made her look quite alluring.

However, Xiao Shen was unpredictable. "Oh? In that case, you can stay and work in the cleaning department from now on!"

After speaking, he turned and left.

Yang Xueli stood there dumbfounded. "No, Mr. Xiao, that's not what I meant. I don't want to stay in the cleaning department, Mr. Xiao, Mr. Xiao..."

When she caught up, all that was left were the tightly closed elevator doors.

Seeing her colleagues' gloating expressions, she beat her chest in frustration, "I will definitely come back..."

Su Ying was summoned to the boss's office.

"Mr. Xiao, you wanted to see me?" He pretended not to know anything.

Xiao Shen leaned against the edge of the desk, one leg slightly bent and crossed over the other, and all he could see were legs.

He had long since taken off his tie, and his collar was wide open, revealing glimpses of his muscular chest. If this were in ancient times, it would be considered dissolute and a breach of male virtue.

Can't you just wear these clothes properly?

Su Ying looked away to avoid blushing.

"You instigated Yang Xueli's affair, didn't you?" Su Ying, startled by his words, looked up at him. Good heavens, was he even human? Or had she given herself away? That shouldn't be the case; she hadn't done anything.

"What is Mr. Xiao saying? I don't understand." Not wanting to admit it, he could only pretend to be stupid.

Suddenly, President Xiao smiled, sending a chill down Su Ying's spine. She flicked the cigarette in her hand on the ashtray and pointed her chin at a certain spot, "Put this on!"

Su Ying looked in that direction, and her expression froze instantly.

Cleaning uniform!
This, this, this...

Fortunately he could figure it out.

"You like it, don't you? Put it on!"

Seeing that Su Ying was standing still, he came over, grabbed the back of her neck with his big hand, and pushed her over.

Su Ying was about to cry. He had forced her to wear all sorts of sexy outfits before, and now he wanted her to wear a cleaning uniform. When would this end?

A few minutes later, Su Ying came out after changing her clothes.

Xiao Shen rested his elbow on his hand, a cigarette between his fingers, and through the smoke, Su Ying couldn't see through his eyes.

"No, it seems to be missing something!" He held the cigarette between his lips, went around behind Su Ying, and untied her low bun.

He ran his hand through her hair, and after a few moments, Su Ying's hair was braided into two braids that hung down in front of her shoulders.

Xiao Shen took the cigarette away, and as if admiring his own work, looked Su Ying over, quite satisfied. "That's more like it! Right, Assistant Su?"

Everyone in the company knows that Assistant Su always looks listless and weak when she comes out of the boss's office. It must be because she offended the boss and was made difficult by him, which is why she ended up like this.

Everyone felt great sympathy for Su Ying's plight, but only Su Ying knew what she had actually experienced in the office.

It's just too embarrassing to talk about.

However, physical torture is also torture, it's all the same.

Later, the big boss said he would be going on a long trip in a couple of days. Su Ying was initially excited, finally not having to be called into the office for a private interview anymore. But the next sentence plunged her into hell.

"You come with me!"

Su Ying's lips twitched. "Why?"

Xiao Shen replied matter-of-factly, "Order!"

Two days later, she was forced to get into the big boss's car.

Later she learned that Xiao Shen's destination this time was Baicheng, the Qian family.

He's going to see Qian Ke'er? Impossible! Qian Ke'er is under house arrest right now, so he is...

Three days later, the Qian family of Baicheng will have a joyous occasion: their eldest son, Qian Xingjie, will be making an appearance with his fiancée.

The Qian family has never been stingy with its displays of wealth, always presenting grand and impressive scenes. Jiang Rourou and her daughter Jiang Xue never dreamed that things would progress so quickly. Once their relationship was announced, it would mean that she had secured her position as the young mistress of the Qian family.

Jiang Rourou was dressed to the nines today, adorned with gold and silver, beaming from ear to ear. She introduced herself to everyone she met, as if afraid that no one would know who she was.

Not far away, Musa watched her smug expression and clenched her hands.

"Musa, don't just stand there, help me greet the guests. Look at my belly, it's really not convenient for me!"

Jiang Rourou kept talking about her stomach, clearly trying to provoke her.

Musa retorted coldly, "What does it have to do with me how you entertain guests? I'm not your servant!"

"You!" Jiang Rourou sneered, "From now on, I'll be the mistress of the Qian family. What good is it if you hate me? When you see me, won't you still have to respectfully call me 'Young Madam'? That's why they say people have different fates. Look at you, you've been in the Qian family for so many years, and you're still just a follower."