We Are Meant To Be

Chapter 13 Office Battle

Christy Zhong swiftly wiped the touchable surfaces of all the furniture in the room patiently and carefully.

Behind James's desk, on a row of shelves, there were two extremely exquisite blue and white porcelain vases. The shape was particularly elegant, the color was also particularly bright and full, and the patterns on it were especially artistic.

"So beautiful!" Christy couldn't help standing in front of it, wiping it gently with a rag.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened and a tall figure walked in! Christy couldn't help but shiver.

"What are you doing?" James's cold voice sounded.

"I'm cleaning!" Christy's heart was inexplicably nervous, and her hand slipped and touched a beautiful blue and white porcelain vase!

"Ah!" She and James exclaimed almost at the same time!

Oh my God, everything here is very valuable. If it is broken, how can she afford it? It's impossible to deduct from salaries, every cent of her salary is useful.

So, she screamed, while hurriedly went to catch the porcelain bottle. Fortunately, she caught it, but next second she couldn't hold it firmly, and with a shaking hand, the vase flew out! James rushed forward quickly and caught the vase firmly with his hands.

On the other hand, Christy was going straight out to catch the vase so that she lost her balance all of a sudden, and was about to fall to the ground. She just closed her eyes and thought to herself that today's ugliness is getting bigger.

She didn't wait for a bang and pain, but fell into a warm embrace! She didn't even dare to open her eyes, just felt the strong masculine breath on her side! This feeling gave her a deep sense of wholeness. "You can open your eyes now!" James said faintly, staring at her closed eyes, the long eyelashes moving slightly, delicate and touching.

Christy opened her eyes with embarrassment, and glanced at James' handsome face close at hand. Her whole body was like catching a fire from within, and her face was rosy.

"Thank you, Mr. Feng!" Christy quickly withdrew and wanted to take a step away, but she stumbled on her feet and almost fell down again. James, with his long arms, gently hold up her waist and let her stand firm.

At this time, Junyan Zhang's face appeared at the open door. She looked at the scene in the room with consternation. How could this be possible? Girls nowadays were shameless to this point?

She withstood the raging anger in her heart, knocked on the door calmly, and said in a crisp voice, "Mr. Feng, here is the file you want!"

"Come in!" James said coldly, then let go of Christy's soft waist and reminded her quietly, "Do things careful!"

Christy's blush was like an apple in autumn. She was depressed, yet also secretly happy. That feeling was cool! She hadn't felt the sense of security for a long time!

"Yes, Mr. Feng!" Christy stepped back and let out a long sigh.

James calmly put the blue and white porcelain vase in place.

God, those blue and white porcelain vases are precious, they are not allowed to be touched by people, but how come this woman come to take it down?

But in front of James, Junyan couldn't say anything. She still knew who was the boss and who had the final say.

"Here you are sir!" Junyan stood before James's desk, handed the documents to him respectfully, and then looked soft and asked, "Mr. Feng, what do you want for lunch? Western food or Chinese food?" "Chinese food, fried rice with crab roe!" James said indifferently, and suddenly the conversation changed. "These jobs are for Christy. Why didn't you teach her these?"

This was not a good phenomenon! Junyan had been working so hard and wanted to have a good impression on James. Whatever the reason, she didn't allow her to have a bad score in his heart.

"Sorry, Mr.Feng, I was thinking that I will do it today, and let her watch and study by the side." She explained quickly, in fact, she was doing it for herself and sincerely for James, fearing that Christy would come here, doing things in a hurry, and not handling well, which would make him plainly upset.NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

"Leave all private affairs to Christy, and complete the handover within three days!" James commanded coldly.

"Yes." Junyan replied, no matter how much unwillingness and reluctance in her heart, she must agree to it now.

At this time, she clearly realized that this Christy might really be her nemesis, and that her feelings for James could never be rest here.

The hatred in her heart towards Christy, at this moment, desperately grew wild!

Christy, who gradually calmed down, watched coldly, knowing in her heart that the hatred between herself and Junyan had become intense now, but there was no way to explain it!

Besides, how to explain such a thing? People would only believe what their eyes see! The explanation would only make the truth seem vaguer.

Looking up at the watch on the wall, Junyan's tone was flat, and said without emotions, "Christy, come with me, I will teach you something!"

James said suddenly, "You only teach her how to order for me, and I will tell her about the other things!" His original intention was to let her learn while doing.

Anyway, Christy had some strong physical strength, she believed that no matter how stupid she is, she should be able to do well.

Junyan felt her heart was suddenly empty. There was no place to put all her love towards James! Yet, she could not show any trace of sadness. Instead, she replied softly, "Yes!"

Love, no matter who it is, as long as it is deep to a certain degree, it is humble! The deeper you love, the more humble you are. Even you are as low as the dust, you stil wish that one day bloom a holy flower! Christy glanced at the two of them, feeling very embarrassed. How could James not know Junyan's thoughts and feelings? Did he do this the same as last Friday night? Just use her as a shield?

Although she didn't want to admit it in her heart, she realized very clearly at this moment that he only asked her to be her personal secretary for this purpose! Work is work, not with too much emotion. She quickly walked to Junyan's side and said obediently, "Ms. Zhang, I will go with you."

No one likes to beat a person who is politely smiling to you. For the sake of work, she would lower herself as much as possible, hoping no one would try to embarrass her any more.

She will do her best to become a decent professional career woman!