CHAPTER 97: CHAPTER 97: A SLENDER WAIST THAT FITS IN ONE’S HAND

Zhan Hanjue ignored the surprised looks from everyone and walked towards Ningwan.

He reached out accurately and pulled Ningwan out from among a group of women, dragging her into his arms.

"Ahhhh, he actually picked someone."

"Why not me? Mr. Zhan, I’m prettier than her."

"Don’t forget what I just said, if you become rich, don’t forget me." A girl shouted at Ningwan.

However, Ningwan was already in Zhan Hanjue’s embrace and soon entered the elevator.

"Why are you here?"

After entering the elevator, Zhan Hanjue looked down and asked the little woman in his arms.

Chen Tan looked up expressionlessly, noticed that the top of the elevator was a bit dirty, and made a note to tell the cleaning staff to be thorough next time.

"I came to see you about something, but I had no idea you were so popular. Every day there are so many beautiful girls waiting here, hoping you’ll favor them," Ningwan blinked playfully at him.

Zhan Hanjue’s face darkened.

Ningwan pressed her lips and smiled, then said, "Alright, I won’t joke with you. What’s going on?"

"Madam, I’ll explain this," Chen Tan immediately spoke, "I’m not sure which idiot spread the rumor that our boss is a womanizer. They even posted our boss’s photo, and now every day there’s this crowd of women hoping to catch our boss’s eye. But who is our boss? Today if it weren’t for you in the crowd, he wouldn’t have even glanced that way."

"If he didn’t look, how would he have found me in there?" Ningwan asked.

"He heard your voice," Zhan Hanjue replied.

Ningwan thought about the forced shout, thinking his hearing was really good.

Among so much noise, he could still hear her voice.

"Didn’t you investigate who started the rumor, or think about solving this problem?" Ningwan asked again, curious.

Chen Tan answered, "We’ve already got people investigating. Once we find the person spreading the rumors, we’ll handle it. Right now, we don’t know what their intention is, so we’re just letting this group of women cause a fuss for now. But... I’m afraid more women will come tomorrow, since today the boss truly picked someone out."

Chen Tan reminded them softly.

Ningwan and Zhan Hanjue both turned dark-faced, silently saying nothing.

Once out of the elevator, Zhan Hanjue took Ningwan to the office, and naturally, Chen Tan didn’t follow them in.

Inside Zhan Hanjue’s office, Ningwan truly felt the aura of the big boss.

The office was spotless, as if brand new.

The spacious office wasn’t just luxurious but also had a romantic artistic style. The European-style vintage floor-length curtains automatically opened when the office doors did. The tassel crystal light hanging high from the ceiling, and the bookshelves behind the office chair filled with old English books, created a visually striking effect.

The office wasn’t cluttered; it was simple and luxurious.

Although she didn’t know the brands of the office furniture, she could feel the aura of extravagance.

"You’re alone here, in such a big office? Aren’t you lonely?"

Ningwan wandered around the office, curiously asking for an evaluation.

Zhan Hanjue reached out and wrapped his arm around her slim waist.

Today she was wearing a very ordinary sports outfit, though it wasn’t designed to cinch at the waist, its slightly loose fit only highlighted her slender waist more.

In the elevator, Zhan Hanjue had already wanted to cuddle her.

But in front of Chen Tan, this man had some reserved instincts, unwilling to show it.

Once in the office, he couldn’t wait to hold her, even slipping a hand in to caress her.

"Not lonely, I have someone with me."

"Someone with you? Who?" Ningwan was surprised.

She twisted her waist a bit, getting a bit ticklish from his touch.

Zhan Hanjue, feeling quite turned on, carried her over to sit on the office chair with him.

"Hmm, she’s with me."

Zhan Hanjue pointed to a photo on his desk.

Ningwan looked and couldn’t help but giggle.

Wasn’t it her picture?

She was in a pharmacy making medicine, unaware of when he took the photo, but the lighting was quite good.

The result was smooth skin, clear enough to see each eyelash.

"Without my consent, putting my photo in your office, that’s an invasion of my portrait rights," Ningwan said haughtily.

Zhan Hanjue smiled, leaning in to peck at her lips.

"You’re all mine, let alone your photo."

Saying that, he leaned in to kiss her again.

Ningwan dodged, placing both her hands on his shoulders, pushing him back.

"Actually, I came today because I wanted to ask you something."

"What is it?" Zhan Hanjue’s eyes deepened, impatient.

"Do you remember your second fiancée?" Ningwan asked.

She watched Zhan Hanjue closely, observing his reaction.

Zhan Hanjue raised an eyebrow, "Why are you suddenly asking about her?"

"I just wanted to ask if you remembered her."

"I’ve forgotten her name, only know her surname was Li."

"She was still your fiancée, and you don’t even remember her name?"

"It was a marriage arranged by my grandmother," Zhan Hanjue explained, "After Feng Qianru left, my grandmother was eager for me to have children. Her uncle knew my grandmother and has always helped her with medicine. Oh, her uncle is your current professor. Grandma met her, thought she was virtuous, and although her family background was average, our Zhan Family didn’t need marriage alliances, so she proposed the marriage to her family. At the time, they agreed, and Grandma was happy and started preparations. Unexpectedly, the day before the wedding, she committed suicide, and the matter was held off. Why are you suddenly bringing her up?"

"Did Professor Wen mention her?" Zhan Hanjue asked again.

Ningwan said, "Of course, Professor Wen didn’t bring her up. It was our class president, Wen Jianan, her cousin. He mentioned it casually today, and he seems to always suspect whether it was you who harmed her or not."

"Ridiculous, I never even met her from our engagement to her suicide, how could I have harmed her?" Zhan Hanjue scoffed coldly.

"Didn’t you investigate the reason? After all, she was your fiancée," Ningwan said.

Zhan Hanjue was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "At that time, I was still full of resentment, even though I let Feng Qianru go. But I still felt I was born under an ill star, destined to bring misfortune. Otherwise, why would my birth mother abandon me, and my father also be... jinxed to death by me? Even marrying a wife, she wouldn’t want to be with me. She suddenly committed suicide, and I also felt it was because of me, so I gave their family a substantial burial gift, but I didn’t investigate the cause of death."

Ningwan hugged him with a heart full of pain.

What kind of pain must one endure to believe everything is their fault?

At this moment, she felt very sorry for him.

However, she also roughly guessed, it might be that substantial burial gift that caused Wen Jianan’s misunderstanding.