Chapter 116: Wanting to Be a Female Secretary

Slap!

She tossed the folder onto the desk and snapped, “Postpone it!”

With that, Ling Hanyu rose abruptly, clearly displeased. Whether it was because he moved too quickly or simply because his usual poise had deserted him this time, the chair wobbled and tilted to one side before he could steady it.

No one expected Song Qingtian to step forward and catch the chair.

Her movements were swift, her technique calm and graceful.

The chair settled back into place without so much as a creak.

Then, almost before anyone could register what was happening, the chair was nudged and positioned perfectly.

Song Qingtian’s actions were every bit those of a competent female secretary.

She stood at the side, impeccably poised, her hands clasped neatly in front of her.

Ling Hanyu knew exactly who she was. Though he wasn’t employing a real secretary, there were certain things he understood all too well.

Before he even turned around, his gaze landed on Song Qingtian, a flicker of confusion crossing his brow.

“What do you mean?”

His expression was cold, his very presence icy.

They were getting a divorce, she didn’t want children, she could read documents, and she’d done some research on the Welfare Home.

If he remembered correctly, she’d even helped Qin Xiaotian with that piece of land.

So…

This posture, these gestures—

Were they meant to make her look like a secretary?

Song Qingtian couldn’t fathom what Ling Hanyu was getting at; she just stared at him, puzzled.

“What’s wrong?”

“What do you mean, what’s wrong?”

“How should I know? I don’t know.”

Song Qingtian looked as innocent as a child—more innocent than ever.

Ling Hanyu’s face grew stern. “When did you learn how to read documents?”

Song Qingtian was baffled. If you can read, you should be able to understand documents, right?

“I can read when I’m studying; does that mean I still can’t read documents?”

Ignoring everything else, Song Qingtian was equally confused.

Ling Hanyu reached out and cupped her chin. “Are you provoking me?”

The conference room was packed with people; even if Song Qingtian were an original female supporting character, she’d feel embarrassed. But she wasn’t.

Song Qingtian’s face darkened, turning pale in an instant.

“Don’t go too far!”

She grabbed Ling Hanyu’s hand, trying to pull it away.

But that very gesture only enraged him further: “Am I the one going too far, or are you?”

Song Qingtian was utterly bewildered, completely at a loss.

Without saying a word, she shot Ling Hanyu a scornful glance.

Everyone around them chuckled—what a scatterbrain!

With no parents to protect her, she actually thought she could get away with anything. What a joke!

Ling Hanyu paused for a moment, then released his grip.

No one had expected the usually fierce Ling Hanyu to let Song Qingtian off so easily.

Song Qingtian rubbed her chin—it hurt like hell!

The pain made her take a deep breath.

She tried to walk around him, but Ling Hanyu reached out and wrapped his arm around her from the side.

“Let go!”

As she struggled to pull away, Song Qingtian was truly upset—there were too many people around.

She cared about her reputation, after all.

She didn’t care about being an original female supporting character; after all, without personal experience, she couldn’t truly empathize.

But here she was, practically stripped bare, exposed to everyone’s scorn.

She’d been through this countless times before.

She could pretend not to care, but she certainly couldn’t ignore what was happening.

Ling Hanyu felt inexplicably agitated, so he simply faced Song Qingtian directly and asked, “Are you learning to be a secretary?”

At last, Ling Hanyu had spoken.

Song Qingtian couldn’t figure out what was wrong with him, so she blurted out, “Learning how to do what?”

Ling Hanyu’s expression grew even darker. “My wife, Ling Hanyu’s wife, still wants to be someone else’s secretary?”

“If necessary, I’ll consider it.”

If Ling Hanyu hadn’t brought it up, Song Qingtian probably wouldn’t have thought of it herself. But now that he had, she couldn’t help but think about it.

They locked eyes, and Ling Hanyu pulled her close. “Then work for me—spend the money yourself!”

“…Then don’t lay off those welfare workers; they really won’t be able to survive.” Before she knew it, Song Qingtian had said it.

She immediately regretted it—she shouldn’t have said it.

But now that she’d said it, what could she do?

Ling Hanyu sighed and turned to the Development Department manager. “Replan everything—I want to see the proposal tomorrow.”

It was the first time Ling Hanyu had blurred the line between public and private matters.

Yet it was also the most satisfying time—he watched Song Qingtian’s stunned expression, his sense of fulfillment stretching out as he pinched her cheek.

“Are you satisfied now?”

Song Qingtian was a bit puzzled. “Mr. Ling, you…”

“What else do you want to say?”

Ling Hanyu’s dark eyes fixed on Song Qingtian, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

She pursed her lips. “Let’s talk outside.”

With that, Song Qingtian stepped outside—even for the sake of their child, would she…?

End of Chapter 116: Wanting to Be a Female Secretary