Princess Syndrome - Chapter 9
Chapter 9: Who is It?
Su Lingyue didn’t take the dream to heart. She put the water back, her expression calm as she drove, preparing to go to the airport. Her phone rang. It was Chu Yi. To make it easier to answer the call, she connected her phone to the car via Bluetooth. She heard Chu Yi ask, “Lingyue, are you at work?”
She turned the steering wheel, leaving the parking lot. The sun shone in. Su Lingyue said, “It’s already so late, why wouldn’t I be at work?”
Hearing her voice as usual, Chu Yi let out a sigh of relief. “Was everything okay last night?”
Su Lingyue said, “Everything was fine.”
She’d even slept really well.
Chu Yi said, “That’s good. I dreamt last night that Ji Zhiyi was choking you. It scared me to death!”
It hadn’t gotten to that point.
Last night, she had even cordially invited Ji Zhiyi to kick her a couple of times, but Ji Zhiyi hadn’t agreed.
Su Lingyue said, “You think too much.” Then, the sound of a car horn came from outside. Chu Yi asked, “Are you outside?”
“I’m going to the airport to pick someone up.”
Chu Yi was confused. “The airport? Who are you picking up?”
Su Lingyue said, “I don’t know. Ji Zhiyi arranged it.”
Chu Yi asked, “A client?”
Su Lingyue said, “Probably not.”
There was no need to not arrange a hotel for a client, and instead arrange them to live in a residential complex. Chu Yi paused. She asked softly, “Could it be Ji Zhiyi’s lover?”
“Lover?” Su Lingyue hadn’t considered it.
Chu Yi said, “Yeah, which of those rich people doesn’t have a lover?”
Su Lingyue chuckled. “You know quite a lot.”
Chu Yi retorted, “They all show it like that on TV.”
Su Lingyue said, “Don’t guess randomly. I’m hanging up.”
Chu Yi agreed, and Su Lingyue hung up the phone. She glanced at the time and the message that Ji Zhiyi had sent.
The person she was picking up was called Zhang Xian. There was also a photo. She was a very beautiful woman. Thinking of what Chu Yi had just said about her being a lover, why was she still thinking about it? It was absurd.
Zhang Xian got off the plane a little late, a bit after 9:00 AM. As she was walking out of the gate, pulling her luggage, she suddenly heard someone call out, “Miss Zhang.”
She turned her head, and a beautiful face appeared before her. An oval face, crescent eyebrows, a clear and focused gaze, a delicate, high-bridged nose, and thin, lipstick-coated lips which made her skin look fair like jade. She was momentarily unable to respond.
Su Lingyue called out again, “Miss Zhang?”
Zhang Xian said, “You are…”
Su Lingyue said, “Hello, President Ji asked me to pick you up.”
“Ah—” Zhang Xian stared at Su Lingyue. Was she the new secretary at the company? She was so beautiful! She was too embarrassed to meet Su Lingyue’s gaze. Zhang Xian nodded. “I’m Zhang Xian.”
She reached out her hand.
Su Lingyue shook it, and said, “Su Lingyue.”
When Zhang Xian heard the name, she suddenly found it familiar.
Even her face was a little familiar.
She tried to recall where she had seen Su Lingyue before, but couldn’t remember, so she simply said, “A beautiful name, like the person.”
Su Lingyue smiled politely, then led Zhang Xian to the car, saying, “President Ji said I should take you to the apartment first.”
“Thank you.” Zhang Xian asked her, “Are you her secretary?”
Su Lingyue said, “I’m her assistant.”
Zhang Xian nodded, then followed Su Lingyue into the car. She sat in the passenger’s seat. After getting in, she was on her phone, talking about design drafts. Su Lingyue listened and guessed that she was probably a designer who had been invited by Ji Zhiyi.
Soon after, she called Ji Zhiyi.
“I’ve gotten off the plane,” Zhang Xian said. “I’m going to drop off my luggage first, then go to the company.”
So she really was a designer.
Zhang Xian said, “You’re really something. Why don’t you just let me stay with you? Your place is so big. Can’t you spare one room?”
A designer with an unusual relationship with Ji Zhiyi.
Su Lingyue’s expression was unchanged.
Ji Zhiyi said, “The apartment has already been arranged. You can just go directly there.”
“Okay,” Zhang Xian said. “But I have some bad news to tell you.”
Ji Zhiyi asked, “What is it?”
Zhang Xian said, “Your godmother is especially, especially angry this time. I estimate that she’ll be back in the country after the auction.”
Ji Zhiyi pursed her lips.
After a few seconds, she said, “Okay.”
Zhang Xian said with a laugh, “Have you thought about how you’re going to explain it?”
Ji Zhiyi gripped her phone tightly.
Before hanging up, Zhang Xian glanced at the person next to her and said quietly, “Did you change your assistant?”
Ji Zhiyi said softly, “Hm?”
“She’s a real beauty!” She lowered her voice. “Can’t you…”
Transfer her to the design department had yet to be said.
Ji Zhiyi was direct. “No.”
Zhang Xian was speechless.
Her voice got caught in her throat. She pursed her lips. Ji Zhiyi looked at her designs. “The position of head of the design department is still vacant. You can go there directly.”
When Su Qi had been devoured by other rival companies, many people had quit. The position of head of the design department had only recently become vacant. As everyone had been told that there would be no changes to the personnel positions, everyone had thought that Chen Zhiyao would take the position of head of the design department.
That had been what she had thought as well. She was organizing the quarterly work when she suddenly heard. “Zhang Xian is coming to the company?”
Chen Zhiyao’s heart jumped.
The colleagues in her team were already on their phones in the group chat, trying to find out more.
“It’s true. She just arrived.” Her colleague said, “It seems like she’s going to the design department.”
Everyone looked at Chen Zhiyao.
Even though Chen Zhiyao was unhappy, she didn’t show it. She said, “Let’s get back to work.”
She hurriedly called a friend at HR to find out more.
HR was watching the door to Ji Zhiyi’s office. “Yes, she’s in the design department, the new head of the design department.”
As soon as she finished, the door opened and Zhang Xian walked out, with Su Lingyue following behind her. Zhang Xian said, “Is the design department on the third floor?”
Su Lingyue said, “Yes, this way.”
She led Zhang Xian to the elevator. She stood silently next to Zhang Xian. The colleagues who passed by looked at them. Su Lingyue’s expression didn’t change at all, not bothered by the eyes upon them. Zhang Xian saw her steady and calm demeanor, which fit perfectly with Ji Zhiyi’s naturally indifferent personality.
No wonder Ji Zhiyi was reluctant to transfer Su Lingyue away.
Zhang Xian lowered her head and chuckled. As the elevator was slowly making its way up, she suddenly thought of something. She looked at Su Lingyue and said, “Assistant Su, I have something to ask you about.”
Su Lingyue turned her head to look at her.
Zhang Xian lowered her voice. “I heard that there’s someone in this company who has a history with President Ji. Do you know about that?”
Su Lingyue lowered her eyes. “I know.”
Zhang Xian exclaimed, “Really?” She asked, “What department are they in?”
Su Lingyue said, “The President’s office.”
Zhang Xian tried to remember the secretaries she’d just seen in the President's Office. Her gaze shifted, moving a little closer to Su Lingyue, and she whispered in her ear, “Who is it?”
Su Lingyue said calmly, “It’s me.”
Zhang Xian: …
This is unironically so funny
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