Chapter 1494 - 1416: Don’t Want to Do It Anymore
She stepped past Sun Yi and got in the car.
She was driving a white convertible. Sun Yi didn’t try to stop her anymore and just watched her leave.
Normally, she barely made it to work on time, but after this delay, she was a full half-hour late. As soon as she got to the office, Fu Rong called her over.
"I don’t think I’m someone who has a habit of being late or leaving early." Fu Rong didn’t even look up, his words were blunt and impolite.
As the boss, he could show up early. As the secretary, she should of course arrive even earlier.
"Did you and Sun Yi break up?" Ye Ranran countered his question with one of her own.
"What position do you think you’re in to ask me that?" He still didn’t look up.
"As your secretary who’s been harassed by your lover."
Fu Rong finally raised his head, gripping the pen in his hand tightly. "She came to you?"
"Yeah, she stopped me on the road. That’s why I’m late." Maybe it was due to insufficient sleep, but Ye Ranran was starting to feel resentful.
She worked herself to exhaustion with overtime, yet he never offered a word of praise. Now he was upset because she was half an hour late—wasn’t she even more upset?
"Is this anger?" Fu Rong tightened his grip, snapping the pen in two.
"No, I just think personal feelings shouldn’t be brought into work, and definitely shouldn’t interfere with others."
The word ’others’ provoked Fu Rong. His lips curled into a malicious smirk, and his voice was as cold as ice. "You can’t even handle a little governor’s daughter. In that case, don’t bother being a chief secretary anymore."
"Fine. I don’t want to do it anymore anyway. Fire me."
Fu Rong stood up and closed in on her. "What do you mean by that? Have you already found your next place to go?"
He remembered telling her not to entertain any thoughts she shouldn’t have, warning her to stay by his side properly. Had she not been paying attention?
"I’ve truly had enough. Is it so wrong not to want this job anymore?" Ye Ranran’s temper finally flared. "I stayed up until three a.m. last night writing your speech. I’m not young anymore; staying up late makes me age faster, alright? Not a single word of acknowledgment from you, and now you come to berate me. Everyone has their limits, and I’m done. Whoever wants this job can take it."
She pushed Fu Rong aside and left without looking back.
She had barely walked two steps when he pulled her back. He wrapped his arms around her waist. "Without my permission, where do you think you’re going? Where can you even go?"
"Fu Rong, I really don’t understand what’s going through your mind. If you like me, then why won’t you show even the tiniest bit of tenderness? If you don’t like me, then why won’t you let me leave? Are you trying to push me to my breaking point?" Her voice was helpless and desolate, like an autumn wind sweeping across an empty field.
Fu Rong was panicking inside and held her tighter. "No, I—I just don’t know how to face you, that’s all."
If he had said this before, Ye Ranran might not have understood what it meant, but now it was crystal clear to her.
With him holding her like this, she still felt something stir in her heart—but it was no longer excitement or joy.
She tried to break free, and as Fu Rong held on tighter, she began prying his fingers off one by one. "You don’t know how to face me, do you? Then figure it out first. But in the meantime, I hope you stop targeting me. Until you sort yourself out, we’re just employer and employee, nothing else."
What she really wanted to say was that whether he figured it out or not didn’t matter to her anymore, because she had decided to stop wanting him.
"I’ve already sent the speech to your email. When you have time, take a look and let me know if anything needs editing." Ye Ranran shifted into work mode in an instant.
"And one more thing—at such a critical time, I don’t think breaking things off with Miss Sun is a good idea. From the perspective of a political alliance, she suits you better. While she may not be able to support you personally, her background can help you go further and more steadily."
(She’ll leave soon, and once she’s gone, she’ll think of everything slowly. I want her to leave quickly, but I feel like every process has to progress reasonably. She’s still carrying Wen Cai’s memories now, though it won’t last long. If there aren’t any major surprises, the story should conclude around February or March next year. O(∩_∩)O~)