Coquettish

As Yan Xia left the office, Zhang Ying's eyes glowed with pride. This was only her first gift to Yan Xia.

Back then, she was only one step away from being the young mistress of the Jiang family, but Yan Xia suddenly appeared out of nowhere! Jiang Huai refused to listen to her advice and insisted on marrying Yan Xia. She pretended to be angry and left, but Jiang Huai really didn't coax her!

It was fine. It had been three years. Now that she was back, it was time for Yan Xia to give up her position!

Zhang Ying put on a smile again and walked to Jiang Huai's side.

A beige ankle-length dress with black stiletto high heels was the standard outfit for a first love.

She sat at the desk, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, looking pitiful. She pulled up her skirt a little, revealing half of her white and tender calf, and then raised her right foot.

"Jiang Huai, I think I twisted my leg just now. It hurts."

No man could refuse a girl's coquettishness. Boys were born with a protective desire and would have a good impression of girls who showed weakness.

If Zhang Ying acted coquettishly in contrast to Yan Xia, Jiang Huai would definitely have more complaints about Yan Xia.

Zhang Ying was confident about this. She definitely had a place in Jiang Huai's heart.

Otherwise, he would not have pushed aside his work in China to come to the United Kingdom to accompany her with just a phone call.

Zhang Ying knew that he married Yan Xia out of responsibility. Now that Yan Xia did not have any children, their marriage was only in name. That was why she had chosen to return to the country at this time.

She was only giving him to Yan Xia for three years. Jiang Huai would still be hers.

Jiang Huai looked at her slightly red ankle. She thought he would help her rub it.

To her surprise, Jiang Huai stood up and helped her down from her desk to her chair. Then, he called Secretary Liu Yu.

"Bring a first aid kit, I'll be in Yan Xia's office."

Without a hint of heartache, he comforted her politely and appropriately. "It's alright. It'll be fine after you deal with it later."

Jiang Huai buttoned up his suit jacket and said, "You wait here, I have something to deal with."

"But..." Jiang Huai didn't listen to Zhang Ying's persuasion to stay. He turned and left.

Yan Xia had just stepped out of her office when she realized that she was an uninvited guest in her own office.

Forget it, she was already out. It would be awkward to go back.

Yan Xxia was still feeling indignant when she heard someone call her.

"Sister Yan."

Zhang Rui walked over to her with a bag of popsicles and a thermos. "Sister Yan, I saw that your wrist is getting more and more swollen. I was afraid that you would be too busy to go to the hospital to get it treated, so I bought some popsicles for a cold compress."

Yan Xia did not expect her assistant to be so considerate.

The office was occupied, so the two of them could only go to the guest room.

Zhang Rui wrapped the ice pop in a towel and wrapped it around Yan Xia's arm, mumbling something.

"I didn't expect Zhang Ying to be the sweet type. When I saw her on TV before, she was always surrounded by the spotlights and looked especially cold. I didn't expect her to be so friendly in person."

Yan Xia was absent-minded. Zhang Ying was very beautiful. When he smiled, the faint dimples on his cheeks made him look even more lovely. It was a very likable appearance.

Zhang Rui changed the topic. "However, I think today's incident should be related to Zhang Ying. Since we didn't find the reporters, then it could only be her, right? Sister Yan, why do you think she did that?"

Yan Xia immediately stopped him. "Don't speculate about others. You're Zhang Ying's assistant. What you need to do is to think about how to cooperate with her and take care of her daily life. Don't do this again. I can hear you talking nonsense."

"Oh." Zhang Rui immediately shut up and changed the topic. "Sister, I just bought the thermos. There's some meat soup in it. Remember to drink it while it's hot. I'll go to work first."

Yan Xia thought to herself that the child was very considerate as she tried to figure out how to open the thermos with one hand.

Suddenly, a pair of well-defined hands reached over and took the thermos cup from her hands. Then, he unscrewed it and handed it to her.

Yan Xia looked up. It was Jiang Huai.

He looked down at her. The glaring incandescent light above his head shrouded his face in a dark shadow, and his expression was a little unreadable.