Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
If Lin Yu found out that Hao Ping was with Lin Qian, wouldnât Lin Qianâs true identity be revealed?
Lin Qian seemed to have suddenly thought of this problem. He sat up straight and stared at Hao Ping.
Hao Ping felt his scalp tingle from Lin Qianâs stare and he subconsciously shivered.
âBrother Qian, what are you thinking of doing?â Hao Ping looked at Lin Qian warily.
It wasnât that he was timid, but Lin Qian would have some strange thoughts from time to time, catching him off guard.
Moreover, every time the siblingsâ matter blew up, he would be the one suffering in the end.
When they were young, he was always the one who was beaten up!
Sometimes, Lin Yu would take advantage of him when she complained about Lin Qian, causing Hao Pingâs parents to make an example of him to express their loyalty to the Lin family. Or, Lin Qian and Lin Yu would have a real fight, but in the end, he, the person in the middle, became the shield.
Seeing Hao Pingâs timid appearance, Lin Qian couldnât help but frown. âWhat are you afraid of? I just want you to rest for a few days.â
âRest?â Hao Ping blinked as if he had heard something unbelievable.
âThatâs right! Youâve worked hard recentlyâ¦â Lin Qian said pretentiously,â Moreover, if you follow me, Lin Yu will definitely discover my identity. â
âSo, the best way is to make you disappear!â
âGo back and tell CEO Fu to change an assistant for me,â Lin Qian said as he waved his hand, indicating for Hao Ping to deal with it as soon as possible.
Although Hao Ping had thought of this, he really didnât know how President Fu would react after he said this.
His mind went back to the time he had to take leave due to surgery, CEO Fu would call every day to complain. He had clearly taken a month off, but it made him shorten his leave by two weeks.
Hao Ping stared at Lin Qian as if he was examining something.
Lin Qian felt the strange look in Hao Pingâs eyes and glared back at him. âWhat are you doing!â
âYouâll be good? You wonât cause me trouble?â Hao Ping confirmed again.
Hearing Hao Pingâs words, Lin Qian felt uncomfortable.
He immediately got up and glared at Hao Ping with his hands on his hips. âWhat do you mean by causing you trouble? Itâs just that those assistants donât understand what Iâm saying, so I had no choice but to summon you back!â
âDonât be so troublesome! If you want to do it, do it quickly! Stop nagging!â Lin Qian snorted unhappily and sat back on the sofa.
Hao Ping shrugged and said, âI understand! Iâll leave tonight. As for who President Fu sendsâ¦â
Hao Ping paused for a moment before saying, âIâll tell him the specific requirements. Donât worry!â
After instructing Lin Qian on the things to take note of, Hao Ping tidied up everything and placed it on the table before quickly walking out of the room.
The residences of the instructors and the contestants were in two buildings. Hao Pingâs entry and exit would not attract the contestantsâ attention.
The moment Fu Heng received Hao Pingâs call, he almost cried.
âWhy would Ancestor Lin Qian find trouble for me?â Fu Heng cried angrily.
âWith his temper, how many assistants can satisfy his request!â Fu Heng said and suddenly looked up at Ning Hao.
Ning Hao felt Fu Hengâs gaze and shook his head expressionlessly.
Fu Heng sighed, knowing the consequences of sending Ning Hao over.
Lin Qian was amenable to coaxing but not coercion, and the only thing his assistant, Ning Hao, wasnât capable of was to say soft words!
Fu Heng lowered his head in resignation, unable to think of a suitable assistant.
At that moment, there was a knock on the office door.
âCome in.â Fu Heng sighed dejectedly and collapsed on his office chair.
Ning Kun pushed Lu Chenâs wheelchair in.
âWhat are you doing?â Lu Chenâs cold voice sounded, immediately making Fu Heng sit up from his chair.
âAiyo, Third Brother, why did you come so suddenly? You scared me!â Fu Heng snorted unhappily.
Lu Chen looked at Fu Heng warningly. âDo you want me to send you to attend etiquette training?â
Fu Heng sighed and stood up to walk to Lu Chenâs side. âThird Brother, Iâm worried. Donât be so calculative!â
âWhat is it?â Lu Chen asked expressionlessly.
Fu Heng was about to answer when he saw Ning Kun behind Lu Chen.
His eyes flashed and he immediately thought of a plan.