1100 Perplexed and Smitten 160 (1/2)

”Do you think I need the two of you to examine the standards of my prospective partner when I know them best? Can't I do it by myself? Go and get on with whatever you guys need to do.”

Disappointed, Xiao Bai shot Xiao Huang a meaningful glance to signal to him that it was time to retreat.

”Chief!!!” A powerful voice sounded from afar, and the three turned over to look while Xiao Lu called out, ”Young Madam's looking for you.”

”Got it, I'll be right there.”

Fan Shixin turned over and didn't see An Xiaoning, but he saw Jin Qingyan sitting alone in the living room. He went forward and asked, ”Wasn't it Young Madam who called for me?”

”Why, you're upset that I was the one who called for you?”

”I wouldn't dare.”

”I'll bet hell that you don't dare to.”

Fan Shixin's heart had broken down at this point as he remarked, ”Ahem, ahem, Young Sir, please mind your language. Inappropriate use of words will affect your image.”

”Do you think I care?” With that, he continued, ”She just went upstairs and will be coming down soon. Your happiness is more important, but even while you're busy with that, you shouldn't neglect other important matters you have to handle. You should know that there are very few people I trust. There's a matter that I can't let many people know about. Hence, I'll be handing it for you and Xiaoning to handle together.”

”What matter?”

”I'll let your Young Madam tell you later what the matter is specifically.”

Fan Shixin watched how his Young Sir refused to tell him the matter himself and added, ”I still have to go to the company later in the afternoon.”

”Tomorrow when I go to the company, you'll handle the matter with your Young Madam.”

”Then, when you came back from the company this afternoon, did you talk to Dr. Yu already?”

”Yes, I did.” His words just landed when the sound of footsteps came from the stairway. Jin Qingyan made a gesture with his hands to signal Fan Shixin to stop talking about this topic, for fear that An Xiaoning would hear them.

Fan Shixin stood there thinking to himself, My dearest Young Sir, Young Madam already knows about that small secret of yours, okay?

An Xiaoning was wearing a set of casual clothing. It was evident that she wasn't intending to leave the house today.

With a piece of document in hand, she came downstairs and passed it to Fan Shixin. ”Come, take a look at this.”

”What's this?”

”You'll know after you read it.”

Fan Shixin took it from her and carefully read the content inside. Since he was a fast reader, he finished browsing through the whole document in no time.

After reading it, he placed the document back on the table. ”So, this is the matter that Young Sir wants me and Young Madam to handle?”

”Correct.” An Xiaoning looked up. ”Shixin, we've already had a previous experience of working together. This time around, I think that no matter how difficult it is, we can complete it together. No. 8 hasn't recovered yet, so No. 5 will be joining us tomorrow.”

”I'll leave Young Madam to make the arrangements as you like, then.” Fan Shixin had almost forgotten to mention a matter. ”Right, Bu Xianxian and Shi Shaochuan have broken up. She even aborted their child at the hospital and is staying at her parents' house at Sanqiao Estate right now.”

”She aborted their child?” An Xiaoning was perplexed. ”Shi Shaochuan is the only son left in his family. Would he have allowed her to abort it?”

”Bu Xianxian took an old picture of herself to show Shi Shaochuan. I guess he made her abort it out of consideration toward the child's genes.”

An Xiaoning nodded. ”Okay, continue to send people to keep an eye on her. Instruct them not to underestimate her.”

”I will.”

”I'll go and eat first, then.”

”Alright.”

After eating, Fan Shixin headed to the company again.

While helping Jin Qingyan to handle matters in the company, he did not forget to make his selection out of the five thousand applicants at the same time.

Gripping onto the mouse, he started browsing through the applicants, starting from the very first one.

But the more he looked at these applicants, the tighter the crease on his brows grew.

Why on earth did they all look about the same?