Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 387 - 385: You Don’t Have Feelings for Me, Do You?

Chapter 387: Chapter 385: You Don’t Have Feelings for Me, Do You?

Huo Zhenyang saw her racing heartbeat and heavy breathing, a nervous look on her face, and his brows furrowed.

He didn’t seem to have done anything to her, so why was she so agitated?

Jiayi also realized her reaction had been too strong and calmed herself down, "Yundu’s internal rules prohibit male and female colleagues from dating. If a secret relationship is discovered, one party will be fired, which can also affect promotions. I was worried that if your affair with Director Fang became known, it might be blamed on me, so I wanted to give you a heads-up. I won’t spread rumors."

Huo Zhenyang’s eyes glinted ambiguously, and he remained silent for a long moment before his thin lips lifted slightly in an amused smile, "A secret romance? With Fang Yao? You’re worrying too much." 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Holding her own counsel, how could she not worry? Right now, she and this man were grasshoppers on the same string.

If he were to be fired, she feared life at Yundu wouldn’t be easy for her, either.

With this thought, Jiayi earnestly reminded, "Anyway, no matter what you and Director Fang do in private, it’s best to keep some distance at the office. The company seems to enforce this policy pretty strictly."

It wouldn’t matter to him if he were laid off, but it could cost her the job. How else would she repay his debt?

Relying on her maid’s salary, it would take an eternity to pay off.

Huo Zhenyang couldn’t help but laugh, his handsome eyebrows raised in amusement as he took several steps closer, half-mocking, half-teasing, "Are you managing my personal affairs now? I hired you to clean my house, not to manage my private life."

The man’s heavily hormonal presence closed in, intense and powerful, cornering her into a tiny dead-end space beside the elevator doors. He stretched out his long arm against the wall until she had nowhere to retreat, then leaned down his lithe body, bending his neck to come close to her ear.

Jiayi’s heart, which had just begun to calm, thudded wildly again, on high alert, only to hear his low, gravelly voice in her ear, "You don’t have a thing for me, do you?"

His tone was mocking, yet full of self-confidence.

This man is sick!

Her face flushed, she hid the turmoil in her heart, "Wishful thinking!"

Right at that moment, the elevator dinged open, revealing several figures. Clutching her heart, she dashed into the elevator.

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After descending, Jiayi returned to the design department.

As soon as Tong Xiaomian and some other colleagues saw her come back, they stopped their gossiping, their gazes landing on her.

Everyone had expected her to return in defeat, perhaps crying, then to gather her office belongings and pack up to leave. But to their surprise, Jiayi, despite a somewhat flushed face, seemed otherwise unaffected as she walked straight to her cubicle, sat down, and continued working on her computer.

The colleagues nudged Tong Xiaomian, whispering among themselves, "Why hasn’t she left?"

"Yeah, didn’t Manager Yang call her up to fire her? How come she’s acting as if nothing happened and even sitting down?"

"Could it be that she wasn’t called up there to be dismissed?"

"How’s that possible? Didn’t you see how angry Fang Yao was? Plus, Manager Yang is a high-level executive in charge of administration. If he’s seeking out a low-level employee, it’s not to chat, is it?"

The group speculated, their eyes eventually falling on Tong Xiaomian.

Tong Xiaomian, who sat next to Jiayi and usually talked with her the most, was encouraged to go and ask.

Amidst the fervent gazes of her colleagues, Tong Xiaomian approached Jiayi and asked in a low voice:

"Jiayi... What did Manager Yang ask you to do?"

Jiayi’s hand holding the mouse hesitated, and a calm smile blossomed on her lips, "It’s nothing."

Nothing? How could that be...

Tong Xiaomian was surprised and probed further, "I saw Fang Yao also stormed up there, and we all feared that she would insist Manager Yang fire you."

Jiayi shook her head, "Director Fang was just angry at me due to a misunderstanding. I explained the situation, and the leaders were all very understanding and forgiving."

A mild stir went through the company.

Some faces showed the regret of missing out on the excitement.

Others who had previously hoped for fewer competitors to boost their own chances of passing the probation period were clearly disappointed.

But most were relieved for Jiayi, "It’s good that there’s nothing wrong."

Tong Xiaomian also smiled, bending over as usual to rest on Jiayi’s shoulder, "We were so worried, afraid that you’d get fired, especially me. I felt almost guilty to death. If I hadn’t switched with you, you wouldn’t have encountered this trouble. Thankfully, you’re okay..."

It was then that Fang Yao came downstairs, entering the office to find it noisy and frowning:

"What’s this, a tea party? Is no one working?!"

Everyone quickly became silent and hurried back to their desks.

Fang Yao’s gaze swept over them and landed on Jiayi. This time, her look wasn’t one of anger but rather it contained something more intriguing. She then raised her voice:

"Since everyone is here, I might as well make an announcement. Jiayi Chu will solely be in charge of the styling for the UA car model advertising campaign, with the other new assistants supporting her. I hope everyone works together to accomplish this case. Also, Jiayi, try to put together a plan before you leave work today and show me, okay, that’s it! Get back to work!"

In just a few words, which matched Fang Yao’s usual style - straightforward and concise, she left everyone in the room in shock.

"Handing the case over to Jiayi? But Director Fang, she just joined the company and hasn’t even passed her probation period. Even if she has the ability, can she handle such a big case? Won’t UA be dissatisfied, thinking we are brushing them off with a newcomer?" An old employee from the design department couldn’t help but raise his concern.

Fang Yao’s gaze was serene, "Hmm, your concern is valid, so as of today, colleague Chu Jiayi officially becomes an assistant designer at Yundu."

"Wow—" Another wave of incredulous murmurs swept through the crowd.

They had thought that Jiayi would be in huge trouble today, facing scolding from the higher-ups if not getting fired. And now, not only had she been given responsibility for the UA design project, but she had also—passed her probation period ahead of time!

After Fang Yao spoke, she went straight into her office.

The door closed, and the entire design department erupted into excitement.

Few colleagues could concentrate on their work now, as they flocked to Jiayi’s cubicle, congratulating her and asking questions out of curiosity.

Just an hour ago, Jiayi’s small cube was shadowed by gloom, but now it had become the most radiant place.

Right before the workday was about to end, Jiayi organized the design plan for UA, printed it out, and carried it to Fang Yao’s office door, knocked twice and entered.

"Director Fang, this is my initial draft for the UA design concept. Please take a look," Jiayi pushed the proposal forward.

Fang Yao didn’t even glance at the plan on the desk, her fingertips lazily tapping the surface while her gaze meandered along Jiayi’s slender white hands, drifting, finally coming to a rest upon her face; her eyes brimming with an immense playfulness.