An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 33 Seductive and Dangerous

Standing in front of the notice board outside the cafeteria, Meng Youyou looked completely dumbfounded.

He was dumbfounded...

"Why does Chu Yao even have to join in on a social event?"

DouDou, of course, wouldn't miss this opportunity to gloat: [Is this what you meant by "watching your performance"? About to reach a milestone?]
Meng Youyou wanted to give up again: "What can I do? The devil is always one step ahead, the enemy is everywhere, what else can I do?"

DouDou perfectly embodies the eunuch's role in the proverb "The emperor isn't worried, but the eunuch is": [You should go too!!!]
Meng Youyou shrugged, not really caring: "Forget it, let's give her a chance. There are so many girls at the social event, if something really happens between them, it would be fate."

DouDou mercilessly exposed Meng Youyou's excuse: [Don't think I don't know, it's because the social event is scheduled for the weekend; you just want to sleep in and don't want to get up early.]
Meng Youyou: "..."

"Sometimes having a robot living in your head is really despairing!"

……

Meng Youyou once again came to Commander Wang's office with ulterior motives.

Meng Youyou lowered her eyes, her voice tinged with guilt: "Team leader, are there still any spots left for that social event?"

Upon hearing this, Commander Wang put down his teacup and asked with a puzzled tone, "Hey, didn't you say last time that you didn't want to participate? Why are you suddenly asking about this?"

Meng Youyou racked her brains and her mind worked at lightning speed. Finally, she found a reason and hurriedly said, "I went back and thought about it again. I don't have many friends here. I want to take this opportunity to make some friends."

Commander Wang stroked the stubble on his chin, nodded slightly, and said with a relaxed expression, "That's true. However... the registration period has already ended."

Meng Youyou wrinkled her nose and quickly started thinking, saying, "Does this social event need a host? I have a lot of experience hosting events when I was in school, so I can apply to be the host for this event."

A smile appeared on Commander Wang's face. He picked up his teacup again, blew on it, and said gently, "Your idea is quite good. I'll ask around for you. There shouldn't be any problems."

Just then, there was a knock on the office door. Commander Wang calmly took a sip of water to moisten his throat and said in a steady and powerful voice, "Come in."

As the words fell, the door was pushed open from the outside, and Huo Qingshan walked in with a dark expression on his handsome face.

The man's eyes seemed to hold a dark cloud, and the sharpness in them was like a cold glint.

Even his footsteps carried a hint of hostility, each step seemingly imbued with immense force, stomping heavily on the ground with a dull thud that struck the hearts of those with ulterior motives, radiating an aura of low pressure that was impossible to ignore.

Meng Youyou was already feeling a little guilty, and now seeing Huo Qingshan's appearance, her heart tightened.

Especially when she felt Huo Qingshan's chilling gaze glancing at her seemingly casually, she felt as if she were being pricked by thorns.

A thought flashed through my mind: Oh no... This is terrible! The situation is dire!

"Could it be... that we've been exposed?"

"We're doomed!"

Meng Youyou lowered her head and pretended to be dead, trying her best to ignore the extremely oppressive gaze above her.

Begin silently reciting the multiplication tables: "...3 x 3 = 9, 3 x 4 = 12, 3 x 5 = 15, 3 x 6 = 18, 3 x 7 = 21, 3 x 8 = 24..."

A deep, cold voice echoed in the room. Unlike his usual calm tone, even without Meng Youyou looking up to see his expression, she could feel the anger in every word he uttered: "Team leader, why is my name on the registration list for the social event?"

Meng Youyou's heart sank to the ground; her last glimmer of hope had been utterly shattered!
"So you really came for this?" Driven by a strong will to survive, Meng Youyou mustered her courage and gave Commander Wang a meaningful look: 'Commander, save my life! I'm still young, I don't want to die!'

Commander Wang hadn't been in this business for nothing all these years; he was adept at reading people and instantly grasped Meng Youyou's distress signal.

He cleared his throat twice and replied calmly, "What's wrong? I'm the one who reported it to you, is there a problem?"
You're not getting any younger; it's time to consider your personal life. A stable family is beneficial for your career development. Only when things are stable at home can you feel at ease at work. What would it look like if everyone in the team were like you?

......"

For the next ten minutes, Huo Qingshan listened to the lecture with a blank expression, receiving the ideological education from Commander Wang.

Meng Youyou couldn't help but sigh, "It's so great that a higher-ranking official can crush you!"

Thinking he had done it discreetly, he cast a tearfully grateful glance at Commander Wang… but as he looked away… he unfortunately met the smiling eyes of a battalion commander.

No! That laugh... it feels... a little creepy.

Meng Youyou comforted herself, "I must have seen wrong! It must be like this!"

……

As soon as she left the office, Meng Youyou tried to run away.

Unexpectedly, the back of his coat collar was grabbed from behind. "Ahem... Let's talk this out, Battalion Commander Huo, don't hit me! If someone sees you doing this, I don't care, but it won't look good for you."

Meng Yoyo obediently begged for mercy.

The man released his grip, tossed out only the words, "Back to the office," and strode away.

Like a little kid who had done something wrong, Meng Youyou meekly followed the "dean of students" back to the office.

The crisp sound of the door closing rang out, and Meng Youyou's alarm bells immediately went off... Was this some kind of trap to trap her?

Turning around, she saw Huo Qingshan approaching her step by step... Meng Youyou subconsciously retreated... one step, two steps, three steps... until her lower back touched the edge of the desk... she had nowhere to retreat.

Meng Youyou braced her hands on the table behind her, her eyes darting around, unsure of where to look.
But the man in front of her continued to approach... closer and closer... He stopped, seemingly no longer moving... but suddenly lowered his head...

Meng Youyou felt a shadow loom over her. The man's face was inches away from hers, his complex and turbulent eyes staring straight at her without moving. His thin lips parted slightly: "Meng Youyou, what exactly do you want?"

His voice was seductive and dangerous, tempting people to lose their minds and obey him to speak only the truth.

Just as Meng Youyou's rationality was about to collapse, the man moved a little closer, their hot breaths mingling together. "Hmm?"

Her tone rose slightly, her allure undiminished.

Colorless and odorless...but highly poisonous!

Meng Youyou's heart was pounding, her breathing gradually became uncontrollable and erratic, and her palms were sweating.

……

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