Because she was addicted

Wen Jia was forced into the car by Lu Chenyan.

The two of them remained silent the entire way.

Once inside the garage, Wen Jia pushed open the car door and left without waiting for Lu Chenyan.

Lu Chenyan followed behind at a leisurely pace, neither too close nor too far.

Colleagues passing by glanced at him, but no one dared to say anything.

Wen Jia was absent for a day, and the group was piled up with work.

She had barely entered the office and hadn't even sat down in her chair when Yaqin, looking exhausted, tossed the documents onto Wenjia's desk.

"Manager Wen, these all need your approval."

"Okay, I'll check in a bit."

"Also, several potential partners we contacted before have called to ask if our negotiations still stand and whether the cooperation can continue."

Wen Jia nodded.

"I understand. I'll call them one by one later."

Yaqin didn't leave; she even turned around and closed the door.

Wen Jia looked up. "Is there anything else?"

Yaqin said, "Manager Wen, my husband's company is not doing well, and our child is getting older. Piano, math olympiad, badminton, all kinds of training classes cost money."

Wen Jia sensed something was wrong. "What do you want to do?"

Yaqin said, "Manager Wen, everyone outside is saying that President Lin is coming back. All the decisions President Fu made before will have to be scrapped and started all over again. Manager Wen, HR said that the new business unit was the focus of the group's next phase of work, and that a huge amount of manpower and funds would be invested. They also said that there would be a very generous project bonus if the project was successful, which is why I decided to come. Originally, I was already preparing to lead a project independently in the marketing department."

"You want to go back?" Wen Jia asked bluntly.

Yaqin was a little embarrassed after being exposed, but she gritted her teeth and continued.

"Manager Wen, the marketing department is desperately short-staffed. Director Shen said that if I can go back, he'll let me lead a team independently and even helped me apply for a raise."

"You've already reached an agreement, and you're just here to let me know, right?" Wen Jia asked.

Yaqin stood still without saying a word.

Wen Jia pushed back her chair, stood up, walked to the door, and called Chen Dong in.

Once Chen Dong was standing still, she got straight to the point and asked,

"Chen Dong, do you also want to go back to your old department?"

Chen Dong scratched his head.

"Manager Wen, I hadn't thought about it. I'm just a data analyst; it's the same wherever I am. In the new business unit, my salary will even be a little higher."

Wen Jia nodded after listening.

"This project is a key focus for the company. Not only am I optimistic about it, but the company is too. The rumors circulating outside are just that—rumors. The outcome is still uncertain. But we're all adults, with our own understanding and judgment. Yaqin, since you've made your decision, everyone has their own ambitions, and I won't stop you. However, I have one condition: once you leave, there's no way you can come back."

Yaqin felt a little embarrassed.

Wen Jia continued, "Hand over your current tasks to Chen Dong."

Yaqin and Chen Dong went out.

Wen Jia was feeling a little down.

Even the frontline employees are feeling anxious and are already weighing the pros and cons to decide whether to stay or leave, so you can imagine that the upper management is in an uproar.

I wonder how things are on the 51st floor.

Nie Xuming's office door remained closed, and he did not appear.

She sent Nie Xuming a WeChat message, reporting Yaqin's situation to him. Nie Xuming replied with an "okay".

He seems to be very busy.

Wen Jia wrote another email and sent it to HR, copying Ya Qin and Chen Dong.

After finishing my work, I started calling the partners on the list.

Outside the door, Yaqin whispered to Chen Dong as they handed over the documents.

"Are you stupid?!"

"What's wrong?" Chen Dong asked.

Yaqin glanced at Wen Jia's tightly closed door.

"Don't you know how she got to the top? How much real talent can a secretary in the president's office have? Didn't she just win over President Lu with her looks?"

Right now, she and President Lu have broken up. Everyone's saying that President Lu only got Wen Jia to appease him for President Tang's sake. Have you ever seen a pet? When they're happy and excited, they'll do anything, but once the novelty wears off, they won't care about anything. Just you wait and see, without President Lu's backing, she won't be able to keep going."

Chen Dong: "Sister Yaqin, you can't say that. I think Manager Wen is not simple."

Yaqin: "How so?"

Chen Dong lowered his voice: "Look at the kind of people she's been dating in just a few months! First Director Shen, then General Manager Lin, and then General Manager Lu! Sister Yaqin, once is luck, but twice or three times is skill. Who knows if Manager Wen's next man will be even better?"

Yaqin: "Hey, that's a pretty novel perspective. Only you men can't even stand up to a pretty woman. But you know, I heard that Old Lin is coming back, and the first thing to be cut from the new business unit, believe it or not? You're still young. You don't understand the importance of thinking three steps ahead and analyzing the overall environment, you know? Every step you take has to be carefully considered."

Chen Dong: "Sister Yaqin, I heard that Manager Wen was personally handpicked by President Lin to get into the CEO's office back then? If that's the case, wouldn't Manager Wen be considered one of President Lin's people? Even if the new business unit is cut, she can't be that bad, right? I've expressed my loyalty today, do you think I won't go hungry?"

Upon hearing this, Yaqin gasped.

I can't help but wonder if I was too hasty in this matter?

However, since the words had already been spoken, Wen Jia had made her stance clear, and her attitude was very firm.

Once the arrow is released, there's no turning back.

She went back to her seat to make a phone call.

"...Yes, we've talked. I'll finish the handover this morning and come over this afternoon. Okay, okay, thank you, Director Shen, I'll definitely do my best..."

In fact, Chen Dong was also feeling quite uneasy.

He took out his phone to browse the news, muttering to himself, "It can't be that bad, can it?"

……

When Wen Jia and Lu Chenyan got busy, neither of them had time to take care of the other.

At noon, she took a moment to call the hospital's nursing station. The nurse said that Wen Zhao was doing well and the caregiver had arrived, and told her not to worry.

Wen Jia felt relieved to hear that the caregiver had arrived.

I was busy until 8 p.m., and when I left the office, everyone had already left.

Yaqin's desk was completely empty; there wasn't a single sheet of paper left.

She felt empty inside.

The setbacks at work added to her sense of frustration.

It seems that all the smooth sailing she had previously experienced was thanks to Lu Chenyan, and had nothing to do with her.

She walked out of the office, casually preparing to close the door and turn off the lights.

Suddenly a head popped out from the workstation by the door and said something to her.

"Are you done?"

The sudden appearance of the person and the voice startled her. Upon closer inspection, she realized it was Lu Chenyan. He was sitting at an employee's workstation, his upper body reclining in the chair, with another chair pulled up to prop his legs up.

He was wearing a suit jacket over his body.

Under the white light, his face was pale and his eyes were bluish, as if he hadn't slept for a long time.

"What are you doing here?"

Wen Jia's heart pounded.

Lu Chenyan rubbed his face, stood up wearily from the chair, picked up his coat, and said:

"I'm afraid you'll run away, so I have to keep an eye on you."

He rushed to finish his work, and fearing that Wen Jia would ignore him and leave first, he ran down the stairs and specifically found a spot by the office door to block her.

He hadn't slept for almost 48 hours since waking up at 9 pm on Sunday. Although he was lying next to Wen Jia last night, he was worried about her wound hurting or if she was uncomfortable at night, so he kept his eyes open until dawn.

At this moment, his lips were somewhat pale.

When I stood up, my body swayed involuntarily.

Are you alright?

Wen Jia instinctively reached out to help him up.

Lu Chenyan immediately smiled.

"You still care about me."

Wen Jia flung her hand away, turned around, and walked out.

"I'm afraid you'll die in front of me, and I won't be able to explain it."

But when they got to the garage, she still asked, "How about I drive you home?"

"I'm not going back. I've said it before, I'll be wherever you are."

Lu Chenyan's face was pale, but his resolve was unwavering.