Fang Miaomiao looked at him, pitifully gazing at her, as if hoping she could save him. She couldn't help but laugh and cry, and without bothering to watch the show anymore, she stepped forward and grabbed the woman's wrist.
"What are you doing?" the woman asked, alert, as Fang Miaomiao held her wrist.
"Pretty lady, has anyone ever told you," Fang Miaomiao smiled at the woman, her tone chilling, "that if someone isn't yours to touch, it's best not to harbor any wicked thoughts."
With that, before the woman could retort, Fang Miaomiao forcefully pulled her up and flung her aside.
The woman let out a cry and collapsed on the ground, clutching her foot, tears welling up as she looked at Wen Zhiyan, "You dare push me, Chairman, you have to help me!"
"Don't you have eyes, or do you want me to demonstrate again?"
Upon hearing this and seeing that the Chairman was unwilling to help her, the woman's expression immediately changed, "I think you're just jealous, jealous that I can accompany the Chairman to work, jealous that I can gain his favor."
"What nonsense are you spouting?" Wen Zhiyan, having been rescued, felt perfectly at ease hiding behind Fang Miaomiao, tugging at her clothes like a little waif. "Wife, I really don't know her, and I've never said a word to her. I'm being framed."
Fang Miaomiao tilted her body slightly, pinched Wen Zhiyan's chin, and tilted it upwards, her words full of threat, "Shut up. I didn't tell you to speak, so don't speak. Do you hear me?"
Wen Zhiyan blinked decisively and shut his mouth. He was a good husband; if his wife told him to shut up, he would shut up.
"Why are you being so harsh to our Chairman? You're a shrew, you don't give our Chairman any feminine affection at all." The woman's face changed like a performer's, and she started shouting again.
"If you talk one more bit, believe it or not, I'll have Wen Yan'an open the door right now and call up the staff from the floors below to witness the original wife beating the little... woman's graceful figure, who intends to seduce the Chairman."
"You!" The woman was furious but dared not make a sound, afraid she would actually do it.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
"I like the Chairman. I've liked him since I started working here." The woman looked at Wen Zhiyan with a lovesick expression.
Wen Zhiyan quickly hid behind Fang Miaomiao.
Seeing Wen Zhiyan's action, the woman glared fiercely at Fang Miaomiao, "If it weren't for you, accompanying the Chairman, serving him tea, and conquering the business world by his side, it would be me."
"I suddenly realize I'm wasting my breath on you, aren't I?" Fang Miaomiao chuckled in annoyance. The original owner had no impression of this woman in her mind.
"It's you. Assistant Xin said so himself," the woman stated indignantly.
"Wen Zhiyan, call Xin Xuanlai."
Her temper flared, and she was determined to get to the bottom of this today.
Wen Zhiyan called Xin Xuanlai as instructed.
Xin Xuanlai thought for a long time before recalling the details, saying that the Chairman felt he no longer needed a female assistant after getting married, and that the matters of entering his office were entrusted to him.
The woman covered her ears in disbelief, looking as if the sky was falling, "How is that possible? This, it's not like that."
It was clearly the Chairman's wife who was jealous.
"Moreover, Chairman, do you remember? The last time you saw me sprain my ankle and gave me paid leave to go to the hospital."
"That's very normal. I would do that for any employee."
Tears streamed down the woman's face, but she looked at the Chairman with hope and affection, trying to prove his love for her, "Then last time, when we were negotiating a deal, the business partner forced me to drink, and you turned around and left with the team, announcing that we wouldn't cooperate with that business partner. Wasn't that for my sake?"
"That was workplace harassment. I would stand up for any employee of our company with the same words."
Wen Zhiyan did not particularly advocate for any drinking culture, nor did he like people using contracts or drinking culture to pressure girls into drinking or taking advantage of them.
He would rather not cooperate with such a business partner with poor character.
"I didn't realize you were such a gentleman," Fang Miaomiao praised, giving Wen Zhiyan a thumbs-up.
"It's what I should do." Wen Zhiyan wouldn't impose his standards on other companies, only stating that they couldn't align if their values differed.
"How could it be..."
Hearing this, the woman slumped powerlessly to the ground, the loving light in her eyes dimming immensely, "So, it was all my imagination. Heh, heh heh."
"You are a woman, and you've been working at the company for a long time. I won't hold this against you. However, what happened today caused considerable distress to me and my wife. Therefore, I'm very sorry, but you can no longer stay with our company. You can go to the finance department to collect your severance pay and leave."
After the woman left, Wen Yan'an entered the office, "Mom, what happened to that person? Where's Dad?"
Why did she leave crying?
"She made a mistake, so she can't stay at the company," Fang Miaomiao said, opening the thermos and arranging the food. "Your dad is in the private room changing his clothes."
Wen Yan'an nodded as if he understood, "If you do bad things, you definitely can't stay around."
"This food feels a bit cold," Fang Miaomiao said to herself.
"It's okay, Miaomiao, I can eat it."
Fang Miaomiao looked up at Wen Zhiyan, who had come out of the private room after changing his clothes, and put down the thermos. "Then you eat it."
"Dad, Mom and I are going to the mall to play later. Can you pick us up after work?"
"Okay," Wen Zhiyan said gently, "Shall I call you later when I get off work?"
"Wouldn't that be... not good?"
"It's what I should do."
Fang Miaomiao nodded and left with Wen Yan'an.
After they had completely left, Wen Zhiyan's face turned cold.
"Hello, Lin Ma."
"Master Wen?" Lin Ma asked in surprise when she received the call. "Aren't Madam and Young Master at the company?"
"They are. I'm just curious why Madam brought me food. She's still recovering from her injuries."
"It was Young Master's idea. He said he wanted to go to the mall and bring food to Master Wen."
Wen Zhiyan's eyes flickered. "Was there anything unusual about Young Master before lunch?"
"Unusual..." Lin Ma pondered for a moment, then suddenly remembered, "Young Master received a call. I don't know what was said on the other end, but Young Master responded with a few 'mm-hmm's and then hung up. It was very quick, about two or three minutes."
"Okay, I understand. I don't want Madam and Young Master to know about this call today."
"Understood, Master Wen."
After hanging up the phone, Wen Zhiyan called the Human Resources Department up for a while. After a brief discussion, he waved them out and leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes, seemingly lost in thought.