You rejected my confession, so I proposed to the mature and sophisticated professor.

Chapter 89: Bear with it for a moment, it will hurt a little.

When Su Qingrou first came in, Shen Youqing didn't recognize her at first. She was stunned for a moment before she remembered seeing her a couple of days ago when she went with Jiang Cheng to apply for an internet cafe business license.

The woman tried to get closer to the little boy; the aunt called her "little sister."

Shen Youqing's gaze unconsciously swept over Su Qingrou, filled with obvious hostility.

"Let me introduce you. This is my new assistant, Su Qingrou."

"This is Yonghui... the general manager of this mall, Shen Youqing."

"So, she's a secretary?" Shen Youqing asked.

Jiang Cheng touched his nose. He sensed that the older woman seemed unhappy and there was hostility in her eyes.

But we certainly can't stop hiring an assistant just because of this.

And... this is a good thing, isn't it? The mature woman is starting to get nervous?

"Yes, hello, Mr. Shen."

Jiang Cheng didn't speak. Su Qingrou took a step forward first, looking at Shen Youqing with a smile, as if she didn't feel the coldness emanating from Shen Youqing at all.

"Hmm." Shen Youqing responded coldly. In fact, she just lacked enthusiasm, but her aloof temperament gave people a very arrogant feeling.

"By the way, didn't you say last time you wanted to free up an office in the mall? Is that available now?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Shen Youqing glared at Jiang Cheng. "Come with me."

After saying that, she walked outside in her high heels.

Although she was in a bad mood, Shen Youqing knew that Jiang Cheng had been really busy lately and had a lot of things to deal with.

The office is small, with a separate desk and three workstations against the wall.

There is a window that, when opened, reveals the back of the mall, which consists of somewhat old residential buildings.

“This place is very good,” Jiang Cheng said.

But Shen Youqing left without saying a word.

Click~

The office door was closed, not with a lot of force, but it certainly wouldn't make that much noise if the door were closed normally.

"Pfft~"

Su Qingrou burst out laughing. She had been holding it in, but when she looked up and saw Jiang Cheng's expression, she couldn't help herself and threw her head back and laughed heartily.

They laughed so hard they were bent over, their bodies trembling.

Pointing at Jiangcheng, he laughed so hard he couldn't speak.

Jiang Cheng glanced at it and said, "What are you laughing at? Is it that funny?"

After a while, Su Qingrou stopped laughing, carefully wiped away her tears, worried about ruining her makeup, "I didn't expect you to be so popular with girls... I'll have to stay away from you in public from now on, lest I get torn apart one day and not even know what happened."

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but glance at this older sister.

What do you mean?

Keep your distance from me in public, so we can get closer in private?

Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but shudder; he remembered his past life.

A man named Dorgon, with the power of the founding emperor, taught all the men in the world a lesson: widows with children are not to be trifled with.

"We have a phone line and a network cable here, but no computer. I'll go next door to buy one. You wait here for me."

Jiang Cheng said, glancing at the time.

It's already five o'clock in the afternoon.

Suddenly remembering something, Jiang Cheng looked up and said, "Why don't you go back first? I heard you have a very young child. How about you leave work at six o'clock in the afternoon from now on?"

Su Qingrou was taken aback and didn't react to Jiang Cheng's sudden change of topic. She said, "No need, it's fine if I go back later. It's okay if I don't go back. My child is being taken care of by her mother, who is also her maternal grandmother."

"Don't you need to go back to breastfeed?" Jiang Cheng asked subconsciously.

After all, given her figure, she looks more like a babysitter.

Su Qingrou smiled in surprise and said, "She's grown up now, she doesn't need to drink anymore."

After saying that, Su Qingrou added, "No, some kids who are eighteen years old also like to drink it."

"But my daughter has already quit."

Jiang Cheng felt Su Qingrou's gaze on him, as if asking if he had quit.

He coughed lightly and said, "Then wait for me here, I'll go prepare some things."

Then Jiang Cheng went downstairs and asked Li Minghao to send someone to him.

I went with him to the computer mall next door to move computers.

After all, such a big boss can't just move things himself, can he?

Okay, Jiang Cheng just wants to be lazy.

When he went downstairs, he passed by the mature woman's office, knocked on the door but no one answered; it was locked.

There was no sound from inside.

Jiang Cheng thought that the older woman was ignoring him inside. One good thing about the older woman was that she wasn't coy or clingy.

He must have gone downstairs to inspect the stalls.

Actually, he went to brag to some stall owners.

Don't let her aloof and quiet demeanor fool you; she gets bored too and enjoys chatting with people, though others do most of the talking while she speaks less.

……

After I finished setting up the computer, I came back with some office supplies.

After the installer finished the installation, Jiang Cheng had Liu Qiang and Su Qingrou contact each other, and the rest could be handled by the two of them.

Then I contacted the person who had been handling the business for Jiangcheng and asked him to come over tomorrow to complete the transfer procedures. Of course, the matter was also handled by Su Qingrou.

Jiang Cheng didn't want to waste his time on this kind of thing. He could use the time he saved to stroll around or flirt with older women. There was no need to work so hard.

After finishing all that, Jiang Cheng left the office.

Anyway, the secretary will handle everything.

He was worried that if he stayed inside with nothing to do, what if he wanted to find something to do?

The older woman is still angry...

The two offices were not far apart, and Jiang Cheng walked over and knocked on the door.

A mature woman's voice came from inside; she sounded like she was in a lot of pain.

This gave Jiang Cheng a jolt, and he pushed open the door and went inside.

The office was empty except for the mature woman, who was sitting on the sofa with her high heels off, revealing one fair and delicate foot.

A pair of slender little hands were holding a foot.

"what happened?"

"I twisted my ankle just now." Jiang Cheng walked over and squatted down next to the mature woman.

I could see that both her hands and feet had skin that was so white it seemed to glow.

Only the ankle of the foot being held was red.

I don't know if it was twisted or rubbed red by my hands.

"How are you feeling now? If it's serious, you need to go to the hospital, otherwise it could be permanent damage, and if it's not treated in time, it can't be cured."

Shen Youqing looked at Jiang Cheng, who was squatting in front of her, and shook her head, saying, "It should be fine, not that serious. It just hurts a little. I'll take a break."

The mature woman isn't one to be coy; if the situation is serious, she won't ignore advice.

Jiang Cheng said, "Take your hand away."

"What?" Shen Youqing asked.

"Okay, let me massage it for you, otherwise it will swell up again if it gets congested."

As Jiang Cheng spoke, he abruptly removed Shen Youqing's hand.

Reach out and take that little foot in your hand.

One hand supports his feet, gently holding them.

It's soft, but a little cool.

It's very fine and silky smooth.

With the other hand, pinch both sides of the ankle and gently massage.

hiss~

Shen Youqing gasped in pain.

"Bear with it, it will hurt a little."