When Yong Le caught up, Dong Enyu was just about to put out her cigarette and get in the car.
“Aunt Dong!” The sudden call made Dong Enyu freeze.
…Aunt Dong.
Her brow furrowed deeply.
She hadn’t forgotten the woman who would call her that, especially the mischievous look she had while eating noodles.
It was all so vivid in her memory, yet it made Dong Enyu feel sick.
She gave Huo Ai a look, signaling for her to help get rid of the nuisance, preferably as far away as possible.
She was really fed up.
Huo Ai raised an eyebrow, and from this angle, she could see Yong Le waving and running towards them.
“Miss Yong, do you need something?” Huo Ai stepped forward, looking as if she was protecting Dong Enyu.
The subtle gesture meant a lot, and even someone as seemingly oblivious as Yong Le could sense the tension…
“I came to find Dong Enyu, to invite her for a drink,” Yong Le openly invited Dong Enyu, but unfortunately, the sun hadn’t even set yet, making the excuse for a date so flimsy that even Huo Ai didn’t bother to point it out.
A drink? What a suggestive invitation…
“Sorry, we have to go back to the company for a meeting,” Huo Ai replied with a polite smile, though it was more of a forced one, making her seem even less sincere.
Dong Enyu watched the two of them in a standoff, enjoying the show from the sidelines.
With Huo Ai there, she believed Yong Le wouldn’t be foolish enough to start a fight with the Coral Reef Group.
“I said I was looking for Dong Enyu, are you her spokesperson?” Yong Le casually put her hands in her pockets.
She was wearing a black leather jacket today, adorned with punk-style accessories, looking messy yet stylish, matching her fiery red eyes and hair, like a band lead singer.
“No, but I am her superior,” Huo Ai straightened her suit jacket, speaking calmly and unhurriedly.
One was as wild as fire, the other composed and poised.
Dong Enyu crossed her arms, leaning against the car door, watching with great interest.
“Your subordinate is my ex-girlfriend.
I’m talking to her, can you step aside?” Yong Le always spoke bluntly, not caring about seniority or company face.
She did what she wanted, and if she were facing the Wutang Boss, she’d still speak her mind.
The best way to keep her from causing trouble was to shut her up.
But how many people could actually shut her up now?
Faced with such arrogance, Huo Ai didn’t get angry, just turned her head to glance at Dong Enyu.
“Sorry, miss, I made it clear yesterday, I.
Don’t.
Know.
You!” Dong Enyu enunciated each word clearly.
She didn’t want to play cat and mouse with Yong Le anymore, making it clear that she had lost her memory in the accident.
If there was anyone to blame, it was fate, not her.
“No problem.” Surprisingly, Yong Le didn’t argue, but her next move made Dong Enyu’s face turn pale.
Because Yong Le pulled out a personal item from her jacket pocket…
“I heard from Zhao Han that you had a car accident and hit your head, but it’s okay.
I heard that seeing familiar people and things might help you remember, so I brought you something good,” Yong Le held up a pair of black lace panties, the very ones Dong Enyu lost after being assaulted in the alley, “How about it? Do they look familiar?”
Dong Enyu watched Yong Le’s wicked smile, maintaining a calm exterior while cursing her internally.
So it was her who took them! This thug!
Even Huo Ai gave Dong Enyu a strange look, making her feel embarrassed as all those dirty secrets were exposed.
“Please don’t do this, it’s sexual harassment,” Dong Enyu swallowed her anger, responding as if nothing happened.
Yong Le blinked, twirling the panties with a finger, “You really forgot? What a pity, these sexy panties were a gift from you.” She squinted her eyes, observing Dong Enyu’s reaction, but saw nothing but deep disgust.
It seemed Dong Enyu truly didn’t recognize her.
There was disappointment, but she quickly perked up.
Dong Enyu turned to open the car door, noticing Yong Le putting the panties back in her pocket, cursing her internally but keeping a straight face.
“Please go back and tell Han Ge to decide on the deal as soon as possible.
Thank you for your cooperation, goodbye.” With that, she got into the car without looking back.
Huo Ai followed suit, bidding farewell to Yong Le before getting into the driver’s seat and driving away.
As they turned the corner, Dong Enyu saw Yong Le waving at the car through the rearview mirror, her heart skipping a beat.
Afraid Yong Le would notice her looking, she quickly turned to Huo Ai, her movements so exaggerated that the woman in the driver’s seat glanced at her.
“Are you close with her?” Even bringing out the panties, it seemed Yong Le and Dong Enyu had a deep past.
Huo Ai didn’t comment further, just casually asked, turning on the radio to ease the awkward atmosphere in the car, making Dong Enyu feel a bit better.
She and Yong Le were indeed close, but that was “once upon a time.” She didn’t want to revisit those embarrassing days.
“Yong Le is Han Ge’s right-hand person.
Han Ge’s reputation was built by her,” Dong Enyu didn’t answer Huo Ai’s question, just briefly introduced Yong Le’s background.
“She’s your ex-girlfriend?” Huo Ai asked casually, but it made Dong Enyu glance at her.
…Ex-girlfriend?
Dong Enyu repeated the words in her mind, then chuckled a few times.
“That’s right, but I dumped her.” Though it was a messy breakup, Dong Enyu emphasized the word “dumped” for Huo Ai to hear clearly.
Thinking back, she was glad she dumped Yong Le.
Otherwise, if Yong Le had dumped her, it would have been even more embarrassing for Huo Ai to know…
A failure in success, a success in failure?
Dong Enyu irritably ruffled her hair, leaning back in the seat to rest.
Huo Ai glanced at Dong Enyu through the windshield, giving a noncommittal “hmm.”
“Are you a lesbian?” Huo Ai asked again while signaling a turn.
She had no particular stance, and it sounded as casual as asking Dong Enyu what she planned to eat tonight, indifferent to the answer.
…Lesbian.
Those three words, once taboo, are no longer a big topic in modern times.
There’s no restriction on who loves or hates whom.
But if she had to say, Dong Enyu couldn’t figure out how to respond.
Is she a lesbian? Does she do those things with women because she likes it? Because she’s willing? Or because she has no choice? Suddenly, Dong Enyu felt a bit confused.
She had liked Yong Le, admired Luo Ye, had relations with Zhao Han, and lived with Mu Lin, but… did she love them? What once caused pain now seemed like trivial matters.
Perhaps the past pitfalls made her life better now; she knew how to deal with them.
But liking and loving? From the first time she saw Yong Le, it seemed like there was nothing but annoyance…
“I think… I might be bisexual?” Dong Enyu lowered her eyelashes slightly, her tone carrying an indescribable fatigue.
Maybe after everything is over, she should find a man to marry, have a child, and settle down? Dong Enyu’s thoughts drifted far away until Huo Ai parked the car in the basement of the Coral Reef Group’s headquarters, bringing her back to reality.
She sat in the car, noticing that Huo Ai wasn’t planning to get out.
She just unbuckled her seatbelt and was organizing documents in her handbag.
“Do you think Mr. Han will buy that batch of goods?” Huo Ai broke the silence, taking out a piece of data from her handbag.
Dong Enyu, with inexplicable confidence, nodded and smiled, “He will.”
Sure enough, Huo Ai gave her a skeptical look, and Dong Enyu shrugged, indicating it was a woman’s intuition.
After organizing the documents, Huo Ai closed the case and placed it in the back seat, saying, “It’s a losing deal.
Those five broken paintings are basically trash.
Anyone who has seen the detailed information knows that they are unsellable at auctions and would only be embarrassing to take out.
If Mr. Han takes on this business, it would be a big help to Haijiao.” She was telling the truth.
Just the fact that the artist is unknown makes the paintings unsellable and without collectible value.
But the Coral Reef Group deliberately set a high price to make Wutang clean up the mess.
Talking to people in their language.
Offering a discount as a greeting gift? It’s nonsense.
Selling trash to people, if someone really buys it, that person must be a fool…
Even Huo Ai wasn’t sure if this deal could be made, yet Dong Enyu was so confident.
Dong Enyu didn’t think much about it, looking at Huo Ai’s exquisite profile.
From her angle, she could see the tear mole under Huo Ai’s right eye, which recently always seemed exceptionally alluring to Dong Enyu.
A beauty with a Chinese flavor, yet with a smart and capable modern style, and full of cunning, each trait made Dong Enyu admire her, unconsciously attracted.
“Huo Ai, you’re a beauty.” As a fellow woman, Dong Enyu couldn’t help but praise her.
But Huo Ai squinted at Dong Enyu, not feeling pleased by the compliment, but rather finding it strange.
“Don’t get any ideas about me.” Her unique husky voice carried a strong warning.
Huo Ai meant no harm, just wanted Dong Enyu to understand her position and remind her not to overstep.
Originally, Dong Enyu had no other intentions, just wanted to give a few compliments.
But after being misunderstood, Dong Enyu raised her eyebrows with interest, looking at Huo Ai, “Are you taken? Do you have a boyfriend or girlfriend?” Unless she had a partner, why else would she say not to get any ideas?
“I have a boyfriend of three years.” Huo Ai looked at Dong Enyu, speaking naturally.
…Three years of dating.
Not too long, not too short.
“With marriage in mind?” She wouldn’t ask this of others, but if it were someone like Huo Ai…
“I hate wasting time on meaningless things.” She nodded, pushed open the car door, and left.
After the car door closed, she watched Huo Ai take the direct elevator upstairs.
At this moment, Dong Enyu couldn’t help but laugh.
Is this progress? At least she understood her serious partner a bit more.
Huo Ai is very beautiful, very proper, lies without hesitation, is straight, and has a fiancé of three years.
Doesn’t do meaningless things.
