1009 Perplexed and Smitten 69 (1/2)

There was only a small number of insiders who knew about it, amongst which were Tuoba Hancheng and Feng Qiubai, who were both shell-shocked.

They both felt that An Xiaoning was the one who had killed Tuoba Gucheng. After a thorough discussion with her family, Feng Qiubai decided to divorce Tuoba Hancheng.

Tuoba Gucheng agreed to the divorce because he was never interested in women and thought as well that their marriage was forced and pointless.

They swiftly got divorced the day after the discussion.

The divorce didn't quite affect them, apart from changing their marital statuses and making them become divorcees.

An Xiaoning responded to the news with a courteous smile.

However, she was filled with an inexplicable mix of emotions regarding Tuoba Gucheng's death. It was not that she had feelings for him; rather, she merely recalled the entire course of events from the very first time they met to when he decided to take his own life.

”Boss, that fellow is calling you again!”

An Xiaoning took a look at the caller display to see that it was a call from an unknown number.

”Hello, who's speaking?”

Hu Xin answered, ”It's me. An Xiaoning, don't you think you're too despicable? You actually made Mr. Jin give me the sack. Do you really have such little confidence in yourself? Are you afraid that I'll snatch him away? I went through an interview and landed myself that job via the proper channel. What right do you have to fire me without a valid reason?”

”Who told you that I was the one who made him sack you? Hu Xin, I don't care what you are. Even if he makes you his secretary, I wouldn't intervene in spite of the fact that I detest you. I'm full of confidence, in case you're wondering. I don't know where you got my number from but I'm warning you, stop telling me all these nonsense. Go talk to your bosses since it was the company's decision to fire you. There's no use looking for me.”

Hu Xin flew into a rage and ended the call without another word.

I'm not short of cash, but…

At the thought of the dismissal notice she had received, Hu Xin picked up her bag and stormed off to the Jin Corporation office building.

She did not enter, not wanting to lose her pride and dignity.

Instead, she headed to the carpark to wait.

After waiting for a long time, she finally caught sight of Jin Qingyan, who had just gotten off from work and was walking toward the car park with his bodyguards. He proceeded to walk toward his car despite having noticed her presence. Hu Xin stepped forward and called him, ”Mr. Jin.”

Jin Qingyan looked up and asked, ”Ms. Hu, what's the matter?”

”Why did you sack me? What did I do wrong? I need a reason.”

”I'm sorry, but I don't ever give my former employees any reasons for firing them. The reason I gave them the sack is simply because they're not suitable for working in my company, be it as a janitor or the Vice CEO. Besides, I've already instructed the Human Resources Department to issue you triple the amount of your salary. It's easy to get a job as a janitor right now. I suggest you look around elsewhere for job vacancies, Ms. Hu.”

His attitude and tone were nothing like those of the person who had gone to her house for noodles.

”Why are you so erratic? You were singing my praises when you were at my place for noodles and yet you're chasing me out of your company now. A janitor is indeed not a high-skilled job and there's an abundance of vacancies for this position everywhere. However, how could I not be upset to be fired all of a sudden? Mr. Jin, I really can't figure out what you're thinking. You clearly detest An Xiaoning and yet you still got intimate with her. You're clearly repulsed by her…”

Before she could even finish, two bodyguards who were standing at 1.9 meters hurriedly covered her mouth and dragged her away.

They pulled it off in one fluid motion with much finesse.

Jin Qingyan did not bother looking at her and got inside his car immediately.

Does my second personality detest the love of my life?

He prayed fervently that his second personality would never surface again. At this point, he wanted nothing more than to get his condition treated and recover as soon as possible.

He tightened his grip on the steering wheel.