To marry into the family in place of his brother? Impossible!

Sister Qian was stunned.

Song Qingci shifted her gaze to the window.

Sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, falling on her face, and the tips of her ears turned slightly red.

"What if," she said softly, as if talking to herself, "what if it were true?"

The murmur was almost inaudible, but Sister Qian heard it.

Her mouth was open in an "O" shape.

She stood there, her mind seemingly frozen in place.

Was this said on purpose for her to hear?

Song Qingci turned her head, saw her expression, and frowned slightly: "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

Sister Qian snapped out of her daze and quickly turned and walked out.

The moment the door closed, she leaned against it and took a deep breath.

"My God," she whispered, "The CEO...she actually..."

She didn't finish speaking because she couldn't say the word.

In the office, Song Qingci sat alone at her desk.

Her cheeks were burning and her heart was racing.

She didn't know why she said those words. Maybe she had been holding it in for too long and needed an outlet; maybe it was because she didn't need to pretend in front of Sister Qian.

Or perhaps she didn't even notice that she was declaring her possession.

She leaned back in her chair, the warm sunlight streaming through the window falling on her face, and closed her eyes.

"Jiang Jinhuan," she murmured the name in her heart.

……

Jiang Jinhuan came to the company with Shen Qinghan.

Jiang Jinhuan's injuries had healed, but Shen Qinghan still carefully protected him, as if he were a piece of porcelain that could break at any moment.

Jiang Jinhuan said somewhat speechlessly, "Sister Qinghan, I'm fine now. You don't need to be so careful. I've gotten injured quite a few times in the village before. The time I fell from a tree after a branch broke while climbing it was much worse than this. These injuries are nothing."

Shen Qinghan said, "No, you're injured right now. If you hadn't insisted, I wouldn't have let you come to work!"

Seeing Shen Qinghan's attentive manner, Jiang Jinhuan unconsciously thought of that letter.

"Sister Qinghan, you don't need to do this all the time. I'll cooperate when necessary!"

Shen Qinghan was stunned. "What cooperation?"

Jiang Jinhuan was about to say something, but he suddenly glanced to the side, smiled, and said, "It's nothing! Qinghan, let's go to the company!"

Jiang Jinhuan took the lead and walked towards the gate of Xingyao Group.

Shen Qinghan was stunned for a moment. Just now, she had clearly felt the slight distance between Jiang Jinhuan and her.

But why?

Shen Qinghan was somewhat puzzled.

Shen Qinghan wanted to chase after him, but before she could take a few steps, someone grabbed her.

Shen Qinghan turned her head and saw Chen Ran.

"Chen Ran? What are you doing here?" Shen Qinghan frowned, her eyes showing some displeasure.

Chen Ran said, "Qinghan, I'm here to apologize. I'm sorry, I didn't know that my leaving without saying goodbye would hurt you. It's all my fault. Qinghan, can we start over?"

Shen Qinghan looked at Chen Ran suspiciously and said, "Chen Ran, what nonsense are you talking about? We never even started anything, so what's this talk about starting over?"

Chen Ran said, "Qinghan, stop lying to yourself. I know you have feelings for me. You've been single for so many years, you must have been waiting for me, right?"

Shen Qinghan looked at Chen Ran and asked, "Chen Ran, has anyone told you that you're too narcissistic?"

Chen Ran was stunned for a moment.

Shen Qinghan set off to leave.

Chen Ran stopped Shen Qinghan again: "Qinghan, I know you're shy, I won't blame you. Don't worry, this time I'll make you feel safe. This time, it's my turn to pursue you!"

Shen Qinghan shook his head, walked past Chen Ran, and entered the gate of Xingyao Group.

Chen Ran watched Shen Qinghan's retreating figure, her eyes darkening. "Qinghan, I, Chen Ran, have never failed to win over anyone I've set my sights on!"

At that moment, he took out his phone and made a call: "Have you bought the tickets? Okay, I'm coming right now!"

Chen Ran chuckled softly and turned to leave.

Jiang Jinhuan arrived at his office at this moment.

Several employees looked at Jiang Jinhuan with suspicion along the way.

After all, Jiang Jin Huan Dao still had bruises on his lips and forehead, clearly indicating that he had been beaten.

Jiang Jinhuan didn't think anything of it and went straight to his office.

Just as I sat down, Shen Qinghan arrived, carrying medicine in her hand.

Jiang Jinhuan was taken aback for a moment: "Thank you, Sister Qinghan!"

Shen Qinghan said, "Actually, you don't need to be so polite with me!"

Jiang Jinhuan smiled but didn't say anything.

Shen Qinghan put down the medicine, paused for a moment, and then turned to leave.

Jiang Jin Huan stopped paying attention to Shen Qing Han and focused on processing the documents.

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and Sister Qian came in: "Jin Huan, thank you for covering my shift. This is some tea I brought for you..."

Sister Qian was holding a can of tea, but before she could finish speaking, she noticed the bruise on Jiang Jinhuan's lip. "Jinhuan, are you injured?"

She quickly stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Jinhuan's arm.

Jiang Jin Huan couldn't help but gasp.

Sister Qian grabbed his injured arm.

Sister Qian was startled and quickly let go, looking flustered and at a loss. "What, what happened? I only asked you to cover one shift, how did it turn out like this?"

Not wanting Qianjie to worry, Jiang Jinhuan quickly said, "I accidentally fell down the stairs yesterday, but I'm fine. Look, I've already taken my medicine, and the doctor said it's just a superficial injury!"

Jiang Jinhuan pointed to the medicine on the table.

Upon hearing this, Sister Qian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Since you're injured, why not rest for a day!"

"No need, it's just a minor injury. Thank you for the tea, Sister Qian, I really like it!" Jiang Jinhuan picked up the tea canister, took a sip, and smiled with satisfaction.

"I'm glad you like it!" Sister Qian was delighted.

"Alright, I won't bother you anymore. I'll go make you a cup of coffee!"

Sister Qian came to Song Qingci's place.

Song Qingci was looking at documents when she glanced up at Sister Qian, then paused, surprised. "Is something on your mind?"

Sister Qian looked at Song Qingci with a puzzled expression.

Song Qingci said, "You look terrible. Did something happen?"

Sister Qian said, "Oh, it's because Assistant Jiang is injured. I'm a little worried!"

Song Qingci's fingers froze abruptly, her face paling for a moment: "He's injured? What happened?"

Sister Qian said, "He said he fell down the stairs, but it doesn't look like it to me. It looks like he was beaten!"

Upon hearing this, Song Qingci abruptly stood up.

Sister Qian was startled: "The CEO?"

Song Qingci sat back down: "Sister Qian, should we have him come to the office?"

Sister Qian paused for a moment and said, "President, the rumors about you and Assistant Jiang are still circulating. Isn't it inappropriate to have him come over at this time?"

Song Qingci said, "It's alright, just let him come! It's just some rumors, don't worry about it!"

Qianjie's face showed surprise, which was then replaced by a hint of realization.

Upon receiving the notification, Jiang Jinhuan naturally dared not delay.

He got up and walked towards the president's office.

Some people naturally saw this scene, and recalling the rumors on the company forum, some employees looked at Jiang Jinhuan with strange eyes.

Inside the office, Song Qingci noticed the bruise on Jiang Jinhuan's lips, and her eyes instantly turned cold: "What happened?"