Forsaken By Love

Doctor Feng examined He Lixue. When he touched the wound on her face, she flinched slightly, but she did not say anything. Seeing her putting up such a strong front, both Doctor Feng and Lu Nanfeng felt distressed for her.

"Young Master, don't worry, she is fine," he said after examining He Lixue thoroughly. "Her body is weak and can't handle too much stress, but thankfully nothing happened this time."

Lu Nanfeng's face finally looked slightly better, and he nodded his head. "What happened out there?" he asked He Lixue curiously.

"The secretary refused to let me see you," He Lixue said matter of factly. "She refused to announce my arrival; she did not even bother to hear what my name or purpose was, so I opened the door to your office on my own.

"Who would have thought that she had the audacity to slap me because of that."

"Why did you not block it?" Lu Nanfeng asked, feeling distressed for her whenever he saw the handprint on her cheek.

"I was too busy looking at you," she muttered, but her voice was so low that only Doctor Feng, who was seated by her side, could hear it. His eyes sparkled, and he could not help but take an extra look at the two of them.

Was something going on between them? It did not seem that way, but their words were quite ambiguous.

Doctor Feng was not sure what to do, but Lu Nanfeng thanked him and dismissed him, after which he left with a single glance behind him, at the girl who was so pale as she lay in the Young Master's bed.

One had to know that he would never allow a woman into his territory, but this young one was even allowed in his bed!

Lu Nanfeng was feeling guilty. He had forgotten to tell the secretary that he was expecting a guest. Hence, she had been beaten into a faint.

He Lixue seemed to understand his feelings. She quickly left the bed, went to his side, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, it is just because my body is weak that I could not handle the slap," she assured him. "I am really okay, don't make such a scary face!"

Lu Nanfeng felt even more guilty when he saw how she was trying to comfort him when the handprint was still on her delicate face.

"Let's go out and settle the scores," Lu Nanfeng said, as he took He Lixue's hand and accompanied her out of the office.

Outside, the head secretary was feeling nervous, scared, and indignant. She also felt tremendous amounts of regret.

She blamed everything on He Lixue, and her teeth were grinding against each other in anger and hatred.

She had struggled and fought from the lowest tier secretary within the office to make it as the Head Secretary of the CEO. This position was hard to gain, but now it seemed that she might be unable to keep it.

The rest of the secretaries had all seen the scene from earlier, and they were still shocked by the fact that Lu Nanfeng had personally carried the girl into the lounge room and even summoned Doctor Feng.

They had not had anything to do with it, so many of them were just observing the drama from the side, reveling in others misfortune.

If the Head Secretary was fired due to her actions, then they might have a chance to climb the ladder and get the elusive Head Secretary position.

The door into the office had only been opened twice since the scene that happened earlier. Once when Doctor Feng arrived, and another when Doctor Feng left.

Lu Nanfeng had not shown his face, causing them to be unaware of whether or not it was a severe offense to slap the woman. But most were leaning towards it being serious since Doctor Feng had been summoned.

Suddenly, the door opened, and Lu Nanfeng gently led He Lixue out of the room. His big palm holding her small hand, and when the secretaries saw them walking hand in hand, their eyes glistened. There was some sort of gossip here!

Unfortunately, neither Lu Nanfeng nor He Lixue overthought about it. Previously He Lixue had lived in another country where it meant nothing to hold hands, and Lu Nanfeng just wanted to impart some courage into He Lixue. Hence he held her hand. He had no ulterior motives.

As they saw the Head Secretary, Lu Nanfeng's face turned solemn, and the aura around him turned cold. Everyone could see that he was struggling to hold back his rage.

Although Lu Nanfeng was cold and direct with his subordinates, he was never violent, but looking at the vein that was pulsating on his forehead, it seemed that he really wanted to beat her up.

The Head Secretary gulped in fear, and everyone was sure that Lu Nanfeng was going to lose his composure when He Lixue suddenly spoke, "Hey, Brother Nanfeng, relax. I am really okay."

Her voice was tender, soft, and comfortable to listen to, but what Lu Nanfeng was mostly focused on was the way she called him.

Hmm, Brother Nanfeng. It sounded quite pleasing to the ear. His expression was still sullen, and although the aura wasn't as cold as before, he was still angry.

Seeing that her coaxing was working, He Lixue stood in front of Lu Nanfeng, stretched her hands up, and began pulling at his face, trying to turn his lips upwards into a smile.

Everyone was silent and started mourning for He Lixue; she actually dared touching Lu Nanfeng's face?

"See, you look so handsome when you smile!" He Lixue said, and a brilliant smile erupted on her lips.