"Perhaps you could ask someone for help."
"Hurry up and say it, no nonsense!"
The voice startled Fang Xun. "Just... ask Director Feng for help. Didn't she know President Gao before? She can tell him."
"I understand. Go and call Shi Yi over."
At this point, Zhan Mohan had a general idea of what she meant.
"Understood."
Fang Xun quickly found Feng Shimi in the company. "Director Feng, President Zhan is looking for you. He said it's urgent."
Feng Shimi's eyes lit up when she heard Zhan Mohan was looking for her.
"Brother Mohan is looking for me?"
Fang Xun glanced at the curious colleagues around and whispered a reminder to Feng Shimi.
"Director Feng, it's better to call him President Zhan here at the company."
"I know. I'll go over now."
With that, Feng Shimi, disregarding the meeting materials she needed, hurried to Zhan Mohan's office.
When she pushed open the door and entered, her voice was full of excitement.
"Brother Mohan, what do you need me for?"
"Call Gao Yong immediately and tell him not to have any inappropriate thoughts about Wei Yumeng. He's not allowed to touch her with even a single finger."
Zhan Mohan's expression was stern, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
Feng Shimi's smile immediately froze. She stared at Zhan Mohan in disbelief.
"Wh-what did you say?"
She was to call Gao Yong and tell him not to touch Wei Yumeng, not even a single finger? When did this insignificant woman gain such importance in his heart?
Was it because she had once carried Brother Mohan's child?
Before, he hadn't even wanted to look at her and had been eager to divorce her. Now, even if they weren't divorcing, he was still concerned about her well-being.
She had almost lost control in the conference room earlier, but if it hadn't been for the presence of so many company executives, she would have exploded. Now, Zhan Mohan had urgently called her in, and it was all for Wei Yumeng.
The rage in her heart felt like it was about to erupt, and she couldn't suppress it.
Seeing her silence, Zhan Mohan urged, "Hurry up and call. What are you waiting for?"
Feng Shimi directly sat on Zhan Mohan's office chair and stubbornly refused.
"I won't!"
"Why?"
"Why should I make this call for her? There are many people who travel on business with Gao Yong. Do I have to call and remind every female employee who travels with him?"
She wasn't that idle, was she?
Zhan Mohan leaned forward slightly, his hands resting on the armrests of the chair. His expression was indifferent, but his words were sharp.
"Shimi, you should know that she's not an ordinary person. She's my wife."
These words were like a sharp blade piercing deep into Feng Shimi's heart. She gasped in pain, her eyes blurring with tears as she looked at the man before her with disappointment.
"Brother Mohan, you said that what you had with her was just a game that became real, that the marriage was only because Grandpa believed in fate, and that's why you got married. Now that your leg is better, why don't you divorce her?"
"You don't need to worry about this. Just do your job. Make the call."
He directly took her phone out of her jacket pocket and handed it to her, his tone brooking no argument.
Feng Shimi had grown up with him and knew his temper well. Once he made up his mind, he usually wouldn't change it.
Reluctantly, she took the phone and dialed Gao Yong. Zhan Mohan reminded her again.
"You know better than I do what to say. Don't reveal her identity."
Feng Shimi merely nodded slightly. She wished Gao Yong wouldn't answer, so everything would fall into place naturally. Even if Brother Mohan was reluctant to part with this woman, there would still be a thorn in his heart, and with his proud self-esteem, he would definitely divorce Wei Yumeng.
But it seemed fate wasn't on her side this time, and Gao Yong answered quickly.
"Director Feng, what's up?"
Everyone in the company knew that Feng Shimi and Zhan Mohan had a certain relationship, so Gao Yong naturally spoke respectfully.
Feng Shimi was still angry, her chest heaving, her face flushed and unsightly.
Going against her heart, she said to Gao Yong, "Don't touch Wei Yumeng."
"What do you mean by that?" Gao Yong pretended not to understand.
"In short, you can't touch Wei Yumeng. As soon as the project is done, send her back."
Feng Shimi didn't want to be too explicit, nor did she want the company to know that Zhan Mohan had already married Wei Yumeng. Wouldn't she become a joke in the company then?
Gao Yong was confused. "Are you saying that this Wei Yumeng has something to do with you?"
"Yes, that's what I mean. Do you understand?"
Feng Shimi was about to yell. Was this Gao Yong an idiot? He kept asking.
She wished she could smash her phone right now.
"But you were the one who brought her to me. Now you want to protect her?"
Feng Shimi's expression changed slightly. She subconsciously glanced at Zhan Mohan, wondering if he had heard anything.
Her heart raced. She was terrified that Zhan Mohan would know that Wei Yumeng was someone she had deliberately arranged for Gao Yong. She lowered her head and quickly said,
"I've said what I needed to say. You decide what to do."
With that, she hung up the phone.
Feng Shimi's voice choked with emotion. "Are you satisfied now?"
"You can go out now," Zhan Mohan said in a low voice.
Feng Shimi's small face was streaked with tears, and she looked at Zhan Mohan pleadingly.
"Aren't you even going to give me an explanation?"
"Do I need to explain to you? Shimi, Wei Yumeng was arranged by you to be with Gao Yong. What more explanation is needed?"
He had heard Gao Yong's words clearly. To be honest, it was beyond his expectations. He had always treated Feng Shimi like a sister since he was young. There were things he wouldn't tell others, but he would tell her.
Sometimes Feng Shimi was a bit willful, he admitted that, but he never expected her to arrange such a thing behind his back.
Feng Shimi stood there stunned, her fingertips clenching. Her heart was pounding. He had heard what Gao Yong had said.
She blinked and tried to explain again. "I didn't intentionally introduce her to Gao Yong. You saw it yourself, the company was very short on translation talent. Wei Yumeng isn't good at other things, but in translation, she's far more capable than her current position in the company suggests. Brother Mohan, didn't you also arrange a normal position for her in the company because you didn't want her to be too arrogant?"
Zhan Mohan frowned. "No matter how I treat her, that's between her and me. You shouldn't interfere, and you certainly shouldn't have arranged for her to be with Gao Yong without even discussing it with me."
Feng Shimi was extremely hurt. She retorted, raising her chin defiantly at Zhan Mohan.
"You're my Brother Mohan. Why do you have to help her with everything? You said that no matter what happened in the future, you would only have me in your heart."
"I do have you in my heart. I've treated you like a sister since I was little, but that's familial affection, not anything else!"
He had vaguely sensed Feng Shimi's feelings for him. He had hinted at it many times before, fearing he would hurt her, but it seemed she hadn't understood at all.
Feng Shimi didn't pursue this issue further. "I know. Who told you I had other intentions? I just don't want anyone else to take away your love for me. Now that Wei Yumeng is here, your attention and care for me are decreasing. When have you ever scolded me before? Now, you're yelling at me for that woman."
"When did I stop caring about you?" Hearing Feng Shimi's words, Zhan Mohan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He had been afraid that Feng Shimi misunderstood their relationship. Since she said she didn't, he would temporarily believe her.
Feng Shimi stomped her feet angrily. "I can't be bothered to talk to you."
She covered her face and ran out of the office.
Zhan Mohan chuckled helplessly. "Still as mischievous as when we were little."
Fang Xun asked Zhan Mohan.
"Then President Zhan... there's no problem, right? Should I call Madam again later to ask what she's doing?"
"Yes, call her. In five minutes, call her and ask what she's doing."
"Okay." Fang Xun shrunk his neck, startled by Zhan Mohan's tone just now. When did their President Zhan become so concerned about Madam?
He had been holding back before, but now that he knew Madam was about to be taken advantage of, he was panicked and looked like he wanted to fly over there immediately.
On the other side, Gao Yong had already asked the waiter to put something in the coffee and was waiting for Wei Yumeng to fall into his trap. Who knew that Feng Shimi would appear halfway?
What's going on?
Wei Yumeng saw Gao Yong's expression change. She thought she heard a voice that sounded like Feng Shimi's and asked cautiously.
"President Gao, is Director Feng calling?"
Gao Yong glanced at her. "You know it's Director Feng calling?"