12 My Future Wife. (2/2)

Yang Tian-Xu had been struggling for about ten minutes! He had a bunch of epithets for her. For examples; Lover, My love, An-An, My (heart-emoji), Yi-An baby, and My Future Wife.

There was just too much he had listed, and he was about to go with An-An, with a heart emoji beside it.

With the door closed behind Tong Yue-Yan, it made a loud sound, and Yang Tian-Xu was not happy to see her. Of course, Yang Tian-Xu was not pleased. Not only he yelled at her, in a cold voice he interrogated her, ”Who said you can come in here without notice?”

Tong Yue-Yan never has anyone raised their voice at her like the way he did. Her eyes began to teared up, and the rims of her eyes became moist.

”But, your secretary said I can come in to see you.” She said with a sad face.

”What secretary?” he questioned her again, his emotion was unaffected by her tears. In fact, he was puzzled. It was evident to him that his secretary was currently up on the top floor, working. Yang Tian-Xu has a male secretary, Geng Yijun. Geng Yijun is similar to Assistant Tseng and had worked for him for five years. Secretary Geng would never invite anyone into his office without getting his permission first.

However, how could Tong Yue-Yan know this? She remains with a sad expression on her face as she pointed out the window. ”Her… The girl outside.”

Yang Tian-Xu looked out and saw Wang Yi-An from the window. Then he asked her ruthlessly. ”Are you stupid?”

Tong Yue-Yan was left speechless as he continued, ”How can you mistake her for Secretary Geng? Can't you see the access card around her neck? The card clearly says she is an intern?” Yang Tian-Xu thought to himself, ”How can someone be this dumb?”

Meanwhile, Assistant Tseng came back to the division; he held the card in his hand and walked by Wang Yi-An. She greeted him as he went by, and Assistant Tseng would welcome back. Assistant Tseng knocked on the door once, and then open it, he opened his mouth to let out a ”Pres…” and immediately he could feel the intensity in the room.

”Miss Tong,” he greeted her as soon as he saw her. Tong Yue-Yan still stood there by the door, and her eyes looked a bit red. Perhaps they had a fight? He wonders but didn't ask. Instead, he said, ”Hello Miss Tong, it is so nice to finally meet you. You look prettier in person!”