Translator: Henyee Editor: Henyee
Xiao Jing looked up at Vivian and raised his eyebrows. “Anything else?”
Vivian moved her lips before asking uneasily, “You don’t believe Qin Xinying is really injured?” Otherwise, why would he ask her to accompany Qin Xinying to hospital.
Xiao Jing smiled. Vivian was smart and quickly figured out that the woman called Qin Xinying had lied. She stole Xixi’s design drawings, so she had to have lied about her hand being injured; because now she was unable to give them any design drawings. He certainly wouldn’t let her get away with it. He’d like to see what tricks she could play now.
Thinking of this, Xiao Jing raised his eyebrows. “Although Designer Qin is only our company’s special designer, we take her as an important employee of our company. Since she is injured, I, as the vice-president of the company, should express my concern for her. Otherwise our employees will be disappointed at the company. Tell her she doesn’t have to come to work this afternoon and I’ll go to the Design Department and accompany her to the hospital in fifteen minutes.”
Vivian was surprised. “In fifteen minutes?” Why didn’t he just go to see her now?
Xiao Jing leaned against the chair, raised his chin and looked at Vivian. “Anything else?”
“No.” Vivian smiled and took a step back. “Bye, President Xiao.”
Watching Vivian leave, Xiao Jing closed his eyes, then took out his cell phone and called Tang Xi. Tang Xi was being questioned by Chen Ziyan about the details of the kidnapping and trying to work out an excuse to escape the conversation. Relieved to see the call from Xiao Jing, she held her cell phone and ran outside as she said, “I have a phone call from my brother. He must have something urgent to say. I’m going to answer the phone and I’ll be back soon.”
Tang Xi picked up the phone and said with unusual enthusiasm, “Jing, what’s up?”
Xiao Jing raised his eyebrows when he heard Tang Xi’s enthusiastic voice. “Why are you so excited? What has made you so happy?” He flipped the pages of the file on the table as he was speaking.
Tang Xi walked to the corridor holding her cell phone and pursed her lips. “Did you call Ning Yan last night and tell him that I was kidnapped? That boy, Ning Ke, asked me about the kidnapping thing in the classroom, and my classmates are also now questioning me about the details of what happened. I don’t know how to answer them! I’m not good at making up stories, so that’s why I’m really relieved to have a phone call from you.”
If she was good at making up news, she wouldn’t tell them about her real identity.
Xiao Jing said, “Alas, I didn’t know that brat likes eavesdropping. I’ll tell Ning Yan to teach his youngest brother a lesson!”
Tang Xi smiled and said, “Please don’t. By the way, why did you call me at this time?”
Xiao Jing wouldn’t interrupt her when she was in class unless he had something urgent to say.
Xiao Jing paused for a while before he told Tang Xi about Qin Xinying’s lies and his plan. He was afraid that Tang Xi didn’t want him to be too harsh on Qin Xinying, so he asked, “Xixi, are you unhappy with my plan?”
Tang Xi felt warm in her heart. Xiao Jing wanted to give Qin Xinying a hard time, because he took Tang Xi as his family, and he asked this question because he really cared about her feelings. Before only a few people dared to mess with her and, in general, most people were obedient towards her. Even if anyone offended her, Grandpa would sort out that person for her. But only Grandpa would treat her so nicely. Now feeling the protection from her brother also felt nice.
She hummed. “It’s okay as long as you don’t get hurt. Thank you, Jing.”
Hearing that Tang Xi thanked him instead of blaming him, Xiao Jing smiled. He leaned against the chair and said gently, “I’m your brother and I’m supposed to do these things for you. Okay, go back to class. I still have to work like a slave for Qiao Liang.”
Tang Xi laughed, hung up the phone and went back to the classroom, smiling. When Chen Ziyan saw her come back in with a bright smile, a naughty smile spread across her face and she stood up before holding Tang Xi’s hand, asking, “Did a handsome boy call you? You’re smiling so sweetly!”
Tang Xi looked helplessly at Chen Ziyan. “I told you it was my brother. You’re still a little girl. How can you keep thinking of handsome boys? That’s not good for you.”
Chen Ziyan raised her eyebrows and shrugged. “I’m already eighteen. As an adult, I can fall in love. Don’t speak to me like my teacher. My dad said I could fall in love.” With that, she made a face at Tang Xi.
Tang Xi sighed helplessly and sat beside Chen Ziyan. Thinking of what Xiao Jing just told her, she tugged on Chen Ziyan’s arm and asked in a low voice, “Ziyan, may I ask you a question?”
Chen Ziyan widened her eyes that were full of excitement. She looked at Tang Xi. “What question? My God, Xiao Rou is asking me a question! Am I dreaming?”
Tang Xi dragged her to sit down as she said, “You’re not dreaming. Yes, I have a question to ask you. My brother asked me this just now, but I don’t have an answer. Give me some advice and help me figure out how to answer my brother, or else he will say I’m stupid.”
“How can he possibly say you are stupid? You are so smart!” Chen Ziyan exclaimed in surprise and then waved her hand casually. “Okay, ask me. Let me analyze for you.”
Tang Xi smiled. This was why she liked Chen Ziyan. She whispered. “Something happened to a friend of my brother, and my brother doesn’t know how to comfort her, so he asked me. Please answer me seriously.”
Chen Ziyan waved her hand again. “Alas, you can rest assured. It’s the first time you have asked me a question. I actually cherish this opportunity, so just tell me what happened to your brother’s friend.”
Tang Xi sighed. “Well. my brother’s friend is rich and talented. She has had everything, so she doesn’t care about fame or money. A friend of hers took her design drawings to attend a design competition and that girl was okay with it, but then that friend of her kept stealing her design drawings. She also claimed that they were her own works and obtained fame and money with the designs…”
