Secretly Married to the Ice-Cold CEO
Chapter 150 Did Xu Yao Often Bully You Before?

Chapter 150: Chapter 150 Did Xu Yao Often Bully You Before?

President Gu’s private assistant, it sounds so appealing.

An Junxi naturally didn’t agree, not because she didn’t want to, but because she knew her mother would never allow it.

Her mother was already displeased with her working at Wanling Entertainment, and if she were to become the president’s assistant, there would be another round of family arguments.

An Junxi said, "Didn’t you say you’d arrange an assistant for me? Having an assistant is enough, really, it’s okay. I’m not one of those delicate girls."

Gu Yikun reached out and pinched her nose, "Can’t you be a little more delicate in front of your husband?"

An Junxi gave him a kiss, "Honey~~"

Gu Yikun couldn’t resist her coquettishness; he almost relented but finally gritted his teeth and said, "No."

An Junxi got angry and climbed off him, "You clearly promised me!"

Gu Yikun held her tight, not letting her leave, "Baby, don’t be mad. When you’re angry, I can’t work."

An Junxi hit his chest, "You just don’t believe in my work ability. You don’t believe I can do the job well. Is it that I really have no value in my career? You’re just denying me!"

Gu Yikun was at a loss for words, finally witnessing what it meant for a woman to be unreasonable.

"What are you thinking? I didn’t mean that."

An Junxi couldn’t break free from his embrace. She turned her head away, not looking at him, "Yi Ke, being protected by you like this, I’ll become stupid sooner or later."

Gu Yikun said, "You’ve always been my little fool, and I’m willing to spoil you."

It sounded sweet, but An Junxi was still not satisfied.

She calmly said, "Yi Ke, just let me try. If you really care about me, you should support what I want to do. If I can’t handle it, you can help me then, okay?"

An Junxi looked earnestly at Gu Yikun, her eyes unwavering and resolute.

Seeing his little wife was serious, Gu Yikun realized that if he refused, he’d be sleeping on the floor tonight.

He inexplicably agreed, "You have to report your work to me every day, every single day."

An Junxi’s eyes curved into a smile, "Thank you, honey!"

Gu Yikun leaned in closer, "Happy now? Do I get a reward?"

An Junxi gave him a kiss.

Gu Yikun wanted more, but An Junxi pressed her hand against his chest, "You finish your work first, I’ll wait for you to get off."

Reluctantly, Gu Yikun let her go. He asked, "Do you want to go inside and get some rest?"

Remembering their last craziness in the rest room, An Junxi blushed, her eyes evasive, "No need, I’ll read a book here."

Gu Yikun noticed his little wife’s shyness, he mischievously whispered in her ear, "What are you thinking about?"

An Junxi hit him, "I’m not thinking anything."

Gu Yikun presumptuously interpreted her words, "Since my dear wife wants it, your husband can only comply."

He slipped his hand under her clothes, and An Junxi grabbed his hand to stop him, coquettishly warning, "If you keep misbehaving, you’ll be sleeping in the study tonight!"

"You wouldn’t bear to do that to me, sweetheart."

"Want to try?"

Gu Yikun couldn’t take that risk, so he obediently let go, "Alright, wait for me."

Gu Yikun returned to his desk to work, and An Junxi picked a couple of photography books from his bookshelf and quietly sat down on the sofa to read.

The office returned to silence, but An Junxi’s focus was not on the book. She felt a bit dazed.

It was a bit like when they first met; he worked in the study while she helped trim the bonsai or translate documents nearby, glancing up could see his serious profile.

Maybe from that time, she slowly began to enjoy watching him secretly. Who would have thought that this excellent man would become her husband now.

Gu Yikun occasionally glanced sneakily at An Junxi, noticing her sweet smile, with light casting a small shadow under her lashes, making him want to look closely at her eyes.

His lips unknowingly curled up. It was so nice to have someone by his side; he should have met her sooner.

Suddenly, An Junxi thought of Zhang Miaoyan. What was her relationship with Han Jiayi? Correct content is on ebnov(e)l.com

She could no longer focus on the book, closing it, she told Gu Yikun, "Yi Ke, I’m going out for a bit."

"Where to?"

"To find Zhang Miaoyan, I have something to say to her."

Gu Yikun didn’t ask what it was; he directly dialed the internal line and asked Secretary Wang to notify Zhang Miaoyan to come up.

He told An Junxi, "There is an available meeting room next door. You can use it. No need to go downstairs."

"Okay, I’ll be back soon." An Junxi left the office and waited for Zhang Miaoyan at the elevator.

Zhang Miaoyan soon arrived. Seeing An Junxi waiting for her, she was a bit surprised, "Jun Xi, you’re looking for me?"

"Let’s talk in the meeting room."

An Junxi and Zhang Miaoyan sat down in the meeting room. Secretary Wang followed closely behind, bringing them coffee.

An Junxi smiled and said, "Secretary Wang, we’re just having a casual chat. No need for such courtesy. Just go ahead with your work."

Secretary Wang didn’t dare to be casual. She heard on the fifth floor that Han Jiayi was sidelined by the president for offending Miss An, a revelation that completely reshaped her perception.

She had a rough idea of the cost to the company for grooming new talent. To think that just because someone insulted Miss An, a rising star was consequently ruined.

When had the president ever pampered a woman like this?

Secretary Wang realized that this Miss An might very well be the future boss’s wife. It would always be beneficial to curry favor with her.

She politely said, "It’s just a simple matter. Miss An, if you need anything, just call me."

An Junxi thanked her, and after Secretary Wang stepped out, she directly asked Zhang Miaoyan, "I heard you call Han Jiayi ’Xu Yao.’ Did you know her before?"

She thought Han Jiayi must be a stage name, and Xu Yao was her real name.

Zhang Miaoyan said, "In what capacity are you asking these questions?"

"As Mrs. Gu, is that okay?"

Zhang Miaoyan stared at the coffee cup in her hand in a daze. She didn’t drink, lost in thought.

An Junxi thought she was not going to explain. Then Zhang Miaoyan spoke, "Just don’t let it spread. Very few people know about her past."

"Sure, go ahead."

"She and I grew up in the same orphanage. I was unpopular as a child and often bullied in the orphanage. She was the opposite. She was well-spoken and liked by many. Whenever someone came to the orphanage to do charity, the adults let her pick first. I was always the last."

An Junxi remembered what Han Jiayi had said, "Only the things I didn’t want would go to you."

It seemed to match perfectly with the Xu Yao that Zhang Miaoyan described.

She asked, "Did Xu Yao often bully you?"

Recalling some unpleasant memories, Zhang Miaoyan’s expression grew evasive, but eventually, she said, "She was the one who bullied me the most."