Gao Yong noticed the confusion on Zhan Mohan's face and immediately suspected he had been deceived.
"Is Wei Yumeng not your cousin?"
Zhan Mohan snapped back to attention, "She is."
Gao Yong breathed a sigh of relief. He would rather know that Wei Yumeng was indeed Zhan Mohan's cousin than to know Wei Yumeng had lied to him.
What is it called when a duck in hand flies away? He would regret it to death.
"Then, President Zhan, if there are any more translations next time, I'd like to bring Wei Yumeng again. She performed very well this time, demonstrating professional qualities and knowledge."
Zhan Mohan looked down at the signature on the contract. Hearing Gao Yong mention Wei Yumeng again, a trace of displeasure flickered across his deep, dark brows.
"She has many other things to do. If there's a next time, it's better to call someone else. I recall... Ning Tao seems proficient in various languages as well. You can go with her next time."
Gao Yong awkwardly pulled at the corner of his mouth, "Okay... okay, then I'll be going out now."
"Mm."
After Gao Yong left, Zhan Mohan held the contract in his hand, his fingertips constantly clenching, a hard-to-discern emotion churning in his eyes.
Cousin... very good.
He pressed the speed dial, his voice like ice that had been frozen for a thousand years, chilling to the bone.
"Fang Xun, call Wei Yumeng in."
"Yes."
Before Wei Yumeng could even return to her seat, Fang Xun intercepted her midway.
She asked in surprise, "President Zhan wants to see me now?"
"Yes, he wants you to go over immediately."
"Do I need to make coffee? Or are there any issues with this contract? KANSHU WU.XIA
Could it be that he's preparing to reward me handsomely?
Fang Xun dared not speculate on President Zhan's thoughts, and moreover, he couldn't figure them out.
"I'm not sure. You'll know when you go."
Wei Yumeng pondered for a long time on her way, but couldn't come up with anything. She felt that Zhan Mohan must want to praise her for this matter.
Perhaps he would even give her a raise.
With hope in her heart, she pushed open the door and walked up to Zhan Mohan, calling out crisply.
"President Zhan."
Zhan Mohan was flipping through documents. Upon hearing her, he didn't even lift his eyelids, his voice slow and deliberate, yet tinged with coldness.
"Shouldn't you call me cousin?"
The smile on Wei Yumeng's face immediately froze.
"This..."
Fang Xun was even more confused. Cousin? Are President Zhan and his wife playing a role-playing game?
Zhan Mohan stood up and slowly walked towards her. The height difference created a pressure that made Wei Yumeng almost unable to breathe.
"Don't you need to explain yourself? Cousin."
This "cousin" sent goosebumps all over Wei Yumeng.
Coupled with his overwhelming aura, Wei Yumeng's heart trembled, and she immediately couldn't handle it and begged for mercy.
"President Zhan, listen to my explanation. You know Director Gao. I was fighting for your reputation. If I hadn't said that, he would have taken advantage of me, and wouldn't that be cuckolding you?" KANSHU LA.
Zhan Mohan's jawline tightened, exceptionally hard. He reached out and grasped her chin, forcing her to look at him.
"You still want to cuckold me?"
This woman's courage had grown too much lately. If she wasn't taught a lesson, would she even know her own name?
Wei Yumeng realized she had misspoke and quickly corrected herself.
"Pah, pah, pah, I didn't mean that. I meant, Director Gao is so ugly, and his belly is like a ball. I wouldn't fancy him. How can he compare to you?"
Hearing this, Zhan Mohan's stern eyebrows softened slightly. Wei Yumeng noticed this and tried even harder to flatter him.
"Look at you, not only are you handsome, but your body is a perfect proportion, something many men dream of, right, Fang Xun?"
She turned her head to seek help from Fang Xun.
Fang Xun was stunned. Hearing Wei Yumeng call him, he quickly nodded.
"Yes, President Zhan."
Seizing the moment when Zhan Mohan's mood seemed to be improving, Wei Yumeng quickly stepped forward, picked up an empty cup from the table, and said solicitously.
"Let me make you some coffee."
With that, she cupped the cup and slipped away.
Fang Xun watched enviously as Wei Yumeng left. He was still standing there, feeling very flustered. What if President Zhan took his anger out on him?
Zhan Mohan did not lash out at Fang Xun. Instead, he directly said.
"Don't be glib and smooth-talking like her."
She used to confront him directly. After one business trip with Gao Yong, she had learned to be opportunistic and knew how to prepare flattery when he was looking to settle scores.
Sugar-coated bullets, who could resist them?
He turned around, a faint smirk playing on his lips.
Wei Yumeng returned with the coffee, holding it with both hands and placing it in front of Zhan Mohan, smiling servilely.
"President Zhan, your coffee is ready. If there's nothing else, I'll get back to my work."
"Gao Yong just mentioned your name specifically, saying he wants you to accompany him on the next translation. What do you think?"
As he spoke, he reached out and took the coffee, drinking it slowly. The rich aroma filled the air, and his mood instantly improved.
Indeed, her coffee tasted the best.
Several other people had tried making coffee at noon today, but none could replicate that taste.
In front of Zhan Mohan, Wei Yumeng felt there was no need to hide anything.
"To be honest, I don't want to go on business trips with Director Gao again."
No one knew how perilous this business trip had been for her. She had to constantly guard against that lecherous hand taking advantage of her. Even a slight touch of his hand made her feel disgusted.
Zhan Mohan deliberately made things difficult for her, "But you are a subordinate. If he has a request, regardless of who it is, even Ning Tao, must comply with his orders."
Wei Yumeng frowned tightly, looking at Zhan Mohan miserably.
"Is there no other way? Besides, I'm different from others. I'm your wife. If Director Gao realizes next time that we don't have any relationship, and then he makes a move on me, it's not just my reputation that's at stake. If it gets out, it will be embarrassing for you. How will you show your face in the company in the future?"
Zhan Mohan knew her sharp tongue, but today he was in a playful mood and wanted to tease her.
"It's you who won't be able to show your face. What should I, a man, be afraid of?"
Wei Yumeng's expression froze instantly. She wished she could throw the document in her hand in his face.
However, with Zhan Mohan, you couldn't use force. If you did, he would make you experience the feeling of hitting a solid iron wall.
At this moment, only a clever strategy would work.
She suppressed the urge to strangle this man and forced a smile. She walked to Zhan Mohan's side and clasped her fists, massaging his shoulders.
"That would also be bad for your reputation. If outsiders knew, people would laugh at you and say you're incapable."
Zhan Mohan's brows furrowed, and his face darkened. Suddenly, he grabbed Wei Yumeng's wrist and pulled her forward gently. She fell onto his lap, looking at him in panic.
"I... did I say something wrong?"
Zhan Mohan lowered his head and called out, "Fang Xun..."
"I'm leaving immediately!"
Fang Xun fled the office at top speed, and also closed the door for Zhan Mohan on his way out.
Seeing that he had even sent Fang Xun away, a bad premonition surged in Wei Yumeng's heart.
As expected, the next second, Zhan Mohan pinched her cheeks, his eyes gleaming with an unreadable light.
"Today, I'll let you know if I'm capable or not."
As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned down and kissed her lips, his fingers gripping her waist to prevent her from escaping. His strong breath filled her nostrils, and Wei Yumeng's mind went blank.