Chapter 302 - Li Zhaojun's Thoughts

At five o’clock in the afternoon, Li Zhaojun, whose mood had improved significantly lately, found her work efficiency had increased quite a bit.

She had finished all her work for the week before five o’clock even struck.

Having finished her work, she picked up her water glass and walked over to the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

Sipping water, she gazed out at the scenery of Hua Hai City from the upper floor while thinking about her visit to Grandfather Li today.

“Last week he didn’t visit Grandpa, and he probably won’t go this week either,” Li Zhaojun couldn’t help thinking.

After a short break, Li Zhaojun left work half an hour early and then drove to see Grandfather Li.

Two weeks had passed, and Grandfather Li had aged visibly.

The early arrival of Li Zhaojun took Grandfather Li by surprise.

However, seeing Li Zhaojun’s expression, devoid of any sign of trouble, he was reassured.

“Has Ye Fan really stopped wanting to visit this old man?” Grandfather Li brought up Ye Fan, “Or is it you who won’t let him come?”

Although Li Zhaojun was planning to divorce Ye Fan, he still hoped the marriage wouldn’t end.

He thought highly of Ye Fan and hoped that Ye Fan would become the man to stand by Li Zhaojun’s side for life.

Hearing the name Ye Fan, Li Zhaojun’s expression grew a bit complex as she replied, “Maybe he forgot.

I didn’t call him; he’s always so carefree, probably doesn’t remember.”

Grandfather Li, despite getting frailer by the day, was not yet confused.

He had been a sharp man in his time and immediately noticed the subtle change in Li Zhaojun.

“If he has forgotten, then this old man will just have to remind him!” Grandfather Li immediately said, “Even if you actually do divorce him, he still has an obligation to visit me.

His grandfather and I were comrades from the same trench.”

With that, he turned to Liu Tiezhu and called out, “Bring me my phone.”

Li Zhaojun quickly said, “Grandpa, don’t!”

At this moment, Liu Tiezhu had already fetched the phone and helped Grandfather Li find Ye Fan’s mobile number, then handed the phone to Grandfather Li.

Li Zhaojun reached out to grab Grandfather Li’s hand, preventing him from calling Ye Fan, pleading, “Grandpa, please don’t call him, okay?”

“Why?” asked Grandfather Li, “Do you really intend to divorce him?”

Li Zhaojun replied, “Can I handle my affairs with him by myself?”

If Grandfather Li phoned Ye Fan to come over, it would mean that she had capitulated, reversing herself to beg Ye Fan to reconsider.

Such an open loss of face, flip-flopping just to save face while fattening up on broken promises would prevent her from holding her head up high for the rest of her life.

Grandfather Li sighed and said, “Alright.

I hope you’ll still think carefully about the divorce.”

“I’ll seriously reconsider it,” said Li Zhaojun.

Grandfather Li caught her implication, nodded, and decided not to call Ye Fan.

At six o’clock, when it was time to leave work, the department planned to have dinner together.

Although the human resources department was now ten-strong, “strong in numbers,” two cars were still sufficient to accommodate everyone in the department.

Ye Fan, driving his second-hand Citroën, followed Hu Jing’s red Alfa Romeo into the parking lot of a mid-range hotel.

After securing a private room and when everyone was settling into their seats, Hu Jing naturally and unhesitatingly took the place of honor.

Then, she waved her delicate pale hand to Ye Fan, who was about to sit down at a random seat, and called out, “Ye Fan, come sit by me.”

Ye Fan had no choice but to walk over and sit to the right of Hu Jing.

After the two leaders took their seats, the rest of the places were completely at everyone’s discretion.

Of course, Ma Zhengyou was a bit frustrated by this.

He had wanted to sit on the right side of Hu Jing to get close to her fragrance, but Hu Jing directly called Ye Fan over to her side.

Ye Fan sat on Hu Jing’s right, and her left was already taken by another female colleague, so Ma Zhengyou had no choice but to sit on Ye Fan’s right.

After the dishes and drinks were served, Hu Jing, as a leader, gave the opening speech.

Although Ye Fan was sitting next to Hu Jing, he wasn’t really paying attention.

All he knew was that Hu Jing was generally saying that the company had overcome its crisis and was now facing a new atmosphere with great prospects ahead.

Everyone had to work together diligently, contributing to the company and the group, and so on.

After Hu Jing finished her opening remarks, everyone stood up to clink glasses and drink, then sat down to eat, drink, and chat.

After a few bites, the inevitable happened: Ma Zhengyou, Fang Yueyun, and six others took turns toasting the two leaders, Hu Jing and Ye Fan.

Once the inevitable and somewhat insignificant round of toasts was over, everyone finally got a chance to eat and chat freely.

After reluctantly engaging in small talk with a few employees for seven or eight minutes, Hu Jing started to turn her head and chat with Ye Fan.

After a few sentences, Hu Jing seemed to find Ye Fan’s voice too quiet and the noise from others too loud, so she said to Ye Fan, “Ye Fan, move your chair closer, so we can chat a bit.”

At a table for ten, which was not some luxurious banquet table, neighboring seats were already fairly close.

When Hu Jing asked Ye Fan to move closer, the two were almost sitting together.

However, that’s how it usually is at dinner parties.

After a few rounds of drinks, everyone chatted together for a while and then generally ended up leaning in close to whisper to the person sitting next to them.

So even though Ye Fan’s left shoulder and arm were touching Hu Jing’s rounded, smooth right shoulder, it just looked like envy to everyone else; they didn’t find it inappropriate.

Ye Fan felt a soft roundness as his shoulder brushed against Hu Jing’s, and seeing that she seemed not to notice and continued whispering to him with her head slightly bowed, he didn’t deliberately move away.

Anyway, Hu Jing was a very beautiful and alluring woman.

To chat intimately and quietly like this was something Ye Fan enjoyed.

Through the course of the meal, which lasted nearly two hours, everyone ate and drank merrily.

The only one who wasn’t quite happy was Ma Zhengyou.

From the time the department was established, he had been utterly captivated by Hu Jing.

Seeing Ye Fan chatting so closely with her obviously troubled him.

However, he dared not show anger.

He knew he wasn’t a match for Hu Jing, and Ye Fan’s status prevented him from feeling jealous; he could only feel a sense of loss and hurt himself in silence.

After the meal, the next stop was the KTV.

They booked a large private room, stocked it with beer, snacks, fruit plates, and appetizers, and finally started singing.

As a leader who was accustomed to dominating the microphone at KTVs, Hu Jing, though she was an average singer, still started off by singing a solo of her go-to song “The Day doesn’t understand the Darkness of the Night.”

She planned to follow that up with a duet with Ye Fan, but as she sang, Ye Fan received a phone call.

This call disrupted her plans.

Ye Fan retreated to the bathroom to take the call and heard Zhao Tianya’s charming laughter on the other end of the line, “You little charmer, have you recovered from your injury?”

“Heh, I have,” Ye Fan replied with a smile.

“That’s good.

No lingering effects?” Zhao Tianya asked with concern.

“None.”

Zhao Tianya then giggled coquettishly, “Since you’re hopping around again, isn’t it time you kept your promise and treated me to a drink?”

(I’m sorry, due to extreme fatigue and a blank mind, I can’t guarantee the quality of my writing, so there will only be three releases today, and I owe one.

I will make up the missed release within three days.

Please forgive me.

Thank you for your support.)