Morning, The Heir Chapter 12: Red Underpants

Shortly after she arrived at the magazine, w.a.n.g Feng stormed into the chief editor's office. She then was called in within two minutes.

As expected, w.a.n.g Feng pa.s.sed the buck to her again.

She made some preparations before knocking on the door of the chief editor's office.

The chief editor called Xu Nan was a serious middle-aged man. He asked with his eyes full of seriousness, "What happened?" Unexpectedly, tears instantly trickled down her face.

"Chief editor, I really wanted to send him the batteries, but I hit a person on my way there. The people I hit bled a lot of blood and didn't let me go. I was frightened to death and gave him a lot of money. Purr! I've got entangled by him these two days and never seen so much blood before."

Her hoa.r.s.e cries spread all over the whole magazine.

Xu Nan was shocked by her tears first and then said, "Enough! Stop crying! Are you hurt?"

She stopped crying but sobbed from time to time and said while rubbing her arm, "I'm fine."

Xu Nan said while waving his hand, "You go out first."

He continued after a short pause, "I won't deduct your full attendance reward this time. Pay attention to your driving next time."

"Yes, sir!" Having glanced at w.a.n.g Feng who stood beside her with a livid face, she stepped out of the office while sobbing.

The whole magazine could hear the chief editor scold w.a.n.g Feng the next second. "w.a.n.g Feng, as a professional journalist, didn't you remember to check your equipment before filming? I don't know what to say about your excuse of running out of battery. You figure it out this time. If it goes south, you'll be on your own!"

Seeing Lin Xiaomi come out, Wen Jing pretended to comfort her. When the others didn't pay attention to them, she gave Lin a thumb up and said, "Your acting skill is getting better and better."

Lin Xiaomi held her hand and bit her. "I can't always be the scapegoat for him! Besides, I really hit a person, and…"

Wen Jing asked anxiously after seeing her not speak anything with a blushed face, "And what? I was frightened to death upon hearing that you had a car accident. I thought you were hit by someone!"

And she was blackmailed by him. She served him each day like a servant girl. He now stayed at her apartment and occupied her bathrobe and bed.

However, she couldn't tell those to anyone even Wen Jing, a good friend of her.

"Nothing! He deserves this by considering me a pushover!" said Lin while gnas.h.i.+ng her teeth.

Yes! She wasn't a pushover!

She narrowed her eyes upon thinking of the man who behaved differently after entering her house.

Lin Xiaomi had a car accident, which seemed pathetic, so the chief editor generously gave her half a day off with kindness.

Thus, she went to a near wholesale market and kindly bought two sets of clothes and pajamas and ten red underpants for Leng Yihuang.

In her original plan, he would be p.i.s.sed off. But, actually, he only gave her a gentle smile and then said, "I'm hungry. You go and cook."

She looked at him with doubts, wondering why he didn't show any objection.

The lunch he ordered was tossed in the garbage can of the kitchen. At first glance, she knew he didn't eat it. What a picky eater!

Leng Yihuang didn't have the key, so he couldn't go out until she came back. He wore slippers to empty the garbage and got himself a new set of keys.