However, it seemed that the love between her and Yan Heng had never been that heart-wrenching!
She pondered for a moment and said, "I am in love with someone, but it's not that heart-wrenching."
The love between her and Yan Heng was quiet.
She knew he loved her.
He knew she loved him.
Their feelings for each other were not superficial, but reflected in every action and every detail.
Murong Beichen was quite dissatisfied, "Then can that be called love? The way I see it, Secretary Zhu, you don't love him at all!"
Zhu Yaya subconsciously retorted, "No! I love him!"
Of course she loved him.
She wasn't a saint and didn't have overflowing sympathy. True, Yan Heng's life story was tragic, but in this heartless world, there were plenty of people worse off than him. Yet, she only treated him well and only felt heartache for him. In the five years Yan Heng had been away, Zhu Yaya repeatedly replayed the memories of their time together in her mind. Zhu Yaya realized that perhaps she had fallen in love with Yan Heng a long time ago, only she hadn't known it.
She looked into the distance, a wistfulness on her face that Murong Beichen had never seen before. "President, you don't understand. Love takes many forms. As for him and me, our love is like air. It seems inconspicuous, but you can't survive without it."
Murong Beichen looked at Zhu Yaya, feeling that he hadn't fully understood this secretary who had been with him for over a year.
Zhu Yaya didn't notice Murong Beichen's gaze. She was thinking that Xu Chun was coming back. Did that mean her Yan Heng would be coming back soon too?
"Congratulations on successfully unlocking the twenty-fourth task. Please arrive at the first floor of the Murong Group tomorrow morning at ten o'clock to witness the reunion of Murong Beichen and Xu Chun after five years, and enjoy the drama."
Zhu Yaya hadn't heard the system's voice in five years. Hearing it now, she felt as if she had returned to her high school days. She was still that girl running around holding a fruit box filled with watermelon cubes. Her boy was following silently by her side.
The next morning, as soon as Zhu Yaya turned on her phone, she saw one entertainment news article after another. The content was all similar, stating that Ada, a rising star in the international fashion industry and a famous young designer, had returned to the country.
Ada?
It seemed that this was Xu Chun.
Before heading to the company, Zhu Yaya cut the watermelon she had bought yesterday into cubes and packed them all into a fruit box.
At nine o'clock, Zhu Yaya arrived at the Murong Group. The receptionist was two years older than Zhu Yaya, but still had to call her Sister Karen. Zhu Yaya smiled and nodded in acknowledgment. She first took the elevator to the president's office on the top floor and arranged for someone to clean it. A junior secretary had also brewed the kopi luwak coffee that Murong Beichen had to drink every day.
At nine fifteen, Murong Beichen's figure appeared in the top-floor office of the Murong Group. Zhu Yaya brought his coffee in and reported on work by his side.
The time quickly approached nine fifty-five, but Zhu Yaya was still unhurried. Because she was following Murong Beichen, and Murong Beichen was definitely going to run into Xu Chun at ten o'clock.
Sure enough, the next moment, Murong Beichen said to Zhu Yaya, "Secretary Zhu, come with me to the resort area. President Zhao from the neighboring company wants to discuss business with us."
Zhu Yaya made a yes gesture in her heart, but maintained a dignified smile on her face: "Alright."
She followed Murong Beichen into the president's exclusive elevator, which descended rapidly.
When they reached the first floor of the company, it was fifty seconds away from ten o'clock.
Zhu Yaya and Murong Beichen stepped out of the elevator.
Uncharacteristically, Murong Beichen kept awkwardly making small talk with Zhu Yaya today.
Zhu Yaya furrowed her brows, feeling that something was slightly off, and quietly widened the distance between herself and Murong Beichen.
She counted silently in her heart: Ten, nine, eight... five, four, three, two, one.
A cup of coffee spilled all over Murong Beichen.
Zhu Yaya: ...
She knew this would happen. Fortunately, she was agile and dodged quickly!
She stepped back a few paces, took the fruit box out of her bag, opened the lid, and started eating the watermelon inside.
Murong Beichen's entire face darkened. His sharp gaze instantly locked onto the woman who had spilled coffee all over him: "Woman, trying to use this kind of trick to attract my attention? You are simply---"
When Murong Beichen got a clear look at that face, he froze.
Xu Chun, dressed in a Chanel suit, looked at Murong Beichen with an equally surprised expression.
