The cliché story of a domineering president and his secretary

Mobilizing the warehouse and trouble the old housekeeper has caused quite a stir this time. His parents will definitely know about it and will definitely ask Uncle Han.

"Just tell me the truth, don't make it difficult. Besides," Ding Hong took the initiative to talk to Uncle Han a few days ago, "it's just some tableware, nothing serious, and it's not given away, just moved to a new place." Even if it's to please a woman, the cost is the lowest. Especially after they know An Yi's background... they may be a little surprised but won't take it seriously.

There were two soft knocks on the door, bringing Ding Hong back to his senses. Butler Li and two waiters came to set the table.

Seeing An Yi thanking him uncomfortably and even offering to help, but being politely stopped by Butler Li, Ding Hong frowned in displeasure. He just couldn't stand such scenes. It was fine in the company, after all, with An Yi's position, it was barely his duty. But here, in my Ding Hong's mansion, it was only natural for you, An Yi, to be served.

Forget it, today is special because we have to reserve time for visiting the restaurant, so the food is served later to keep it fresh. Normally, we are required to set the table and leave before entering the restaurant.

It’s strange to think about it. The first time I met An Yi, this woman was helping her colleagues pick up express parcels. She had a hard time carrying all the big and small parcels, and I got angry for no reason. They were strangers at the time, it was so ridiculous.

Until now, it is still the same. He doesn't want to see An Yi serving others, even for his boss. He also doesn't want to see An Yi being terrified for the service she provides to others. It is right to express gratitude. When being served, Ding Hong will also say thank you, but that is etiquette and upbringing, nothing more. As for An Yi, she is too sincere, even a little guilty and wrong.

Ding Hong felt that he was ridiculous. He had so much free time that he observed An Yi so meticulously that he was nitpicking. However, he dared not say a word. He just held it in, endured it, and persuaded himself to let go.

For example, now, the two of them sat opposite each other and ate in silence. It wasn't that Ding Hong didn't want to talk, but he was always afraid of disturbing An Yi's mood for eating, so unless there was a particularly interesting topic or something he had to talk about, he generally wouldn't chat awkwardly.

"Drink less water after meals, as it dilutes gastric juice and affects digestion." Ding Hong hesitated for a moment before speaking to remind him. He had wanted to say it for a long time.

An Yi paused as she was holding up the glass of water, took two sips, and then obediently put the glass down. This was indeed a bad habit of hers. She always liked to drink a glass of water after a meal, and drink it all in one breath. Her mother and other friends had told her the same thing before. But she was thirsty. She pursed her lips and looked at the remaining half glass of water, feeling very depressed.

Ding Hong couldn't bear to see him like that: "Then drink a few more sips and adjust slowly. You don't have to change it all at once. Or you can just hold it in for a while and let's go to the garden on the big platform to take a walk to digest the food, how about that?"

"I want to know about the arrangements for tonight." An Yi did not answer, but directly asked what he was concerned about.

"After you talk to your family at nine o'clock, the Thai masseuse from last time will arrange for you to take a bath, drink soothing tea, and then apply essential oils to your body to help you sleep. After you wake up naturally, Dr. Yang will take over until dawn. First, you will have two days to get used to each other. If you are not averse and respond well, you can come back on Sunday to officially start."

An Yi listened quietly and nodded to show that he understood. Then the two of them got up and left the restaurant.

"Can you accompany me for a walk and chat? Can you care about me? Ask me if I still have nightmares at night?" Seeing An Yi was about to lie on his side, Ding Hong did not give up and followed him.

An Yi stopped and lowered his eyes, hiding his complex emotions for a moment.

The boss has money, and all the arrangements may be made with just a few words or a few fingers. Even so, the boss has thought about and done a lot for her, at least much more than the suitors she met before, including her ex-husband.

Although her ex-husband took the initiative to pursue her, she also had a good impression of him, so it was basically a mutual affection. After the relationship was confirmed, the two of them were in love with each other, and the feelings between lovers were mutually rewarding. She had never experienced real persistence, so An Yi didn't know how she could refuse him. She said everything she should say and resisted when she should resist. She has been reflecting and perfecting her escape strategy. Is it because her attitude is not firm enough? Is the resistance not thorough enough? It must be, she knows she didn't do well enough, but Ding Hong seemed to have woven a big net to trap her. The more she struggled, the tighter it got. She tried to find the thread to unravel it, or cut it into pieces with scissors! But, but, the thread could not be found, and the scissors could not cut it.

"Ding Hong, I really want to get rid of you. I am not moved by you at all. I don't like you at all."

Silence, silence.

Ding Hong considered himself a male chauvinist, and no one had ever said that he had a good temper. He didn't know how he managed not to get angry after hearing these heartless words that humiliated him. Instead, he felt sorry for her, for being entangled by him without any bottom line.

What a... despicable person.

As for An Yi, she quietly took two steps back when she said those words. This man would be furious and would tear her apart. She was very worried that she might get beaten. She took two steps back, and then two more steps back. If this man wanted to punch her, she would at least have time to protect her face, because she would see her family tomorrow and could not have obvious scars.

Are you afraid? Do you regret saying it? Of course not! I just want to provoke him. Even if I have to accept a beating, it would be better to kick her out of the house than to face him 24 hours a day.

"you,"

The other party finally spoke. Although An Yi still kept her eyes down, her attention was highly focused. She wanted to hear how Boss Ding would judge the sinner who was disrespectful to him.

"Be patient and try to accept me. I'm sorry for wronging you and making you work hard."

An Yi was shocked. What was he talking about?! Did he know what he was talking about?!

Without caring about being afraid, An Yi raised her head and stared into the eyes of the man opposite her, examining him carefully. How could this be? How could this be possible? The guilt on his face must be a disguise, and in fact, his heart was filled with anger and resentment.

"The current situation is caused by me and has nothing to do with you. You are the victim of my stubbornness, I know that very well. I can see what you just said, and I know exactly how you feel about me. Although, hearing you say it so bluntly, it hurts my heart badly, but I know that I asked for it and I have no right to get angry."

Oh my god! This is incredible. Although the boss has been very humble recently, An Yi thinks that is the limit, but she really underestimated the bottom line of a businessman.

Take a deep breath, and then another. An Yi went all out and said slowly, "What do you think I should do to make you annoyed with me? You know you better than I do, and I know you don't want to like an ordinary woman like me, so give me some advice."

"I don't know." Ding Hong's mood fell to the bottom because of An Yi's words. He subconsciously put his hands on his waist, as if looking for a fulcrum to support himself.

"With your experience of seeing countless women, I can't think of any outstanding thing about me. I just look pitiful. In fact, it's just a divorce. I have no shortage of money, my parents love me, and my daughter will be back with me soon. And if I want to fight for it, there will be no problem with custody. Yes, I look a little weak at the moment, give me half a year, and I promise to be healthy. I will go to the gym tomorrow and exercise every day. If I still can't do it after half a year, I will let you deal with it, no questions asked."

"Don't lie to me, and don't lie to yourself. You can't do it. Just like you can't convince me to give up you, I can't believe that you can get out of this by your own strength. And, in addition to your health, of course I also want you, but I want you to be healthy in both body and mind."

"Yes, I promise! When my daughter comes back, I will be healthy again. Half a year later, no," An Yi calculated with his fingers, "seven and a half months later, if you are still interested in me by then, I will offer myself to you."

Ding Hong shook his head and smiled bitterly: "If your daughter's return could make you normal, you wouldn't be like this a long time ago. Why did you cry so painfully by the river that day?"

"I, I..." An Yi was eager to explain, but couldn't find a reason for a while. Yes, how could she deceive this man with a reason that couldn't even deceive herself?

"You are trapped by a problem that you can't escape. I can say with certainty that you can't recover on your own in your current condition, and the doctor has also determined this. Anyi, you don't take your own condition seriously and don't understand it well enough. I've said why I know, and I've talked about my previous experiences. Therefore, you must recover within my sight. I will keep an eye on you and force you to recover. When the time comes, it's up to you to choose whether to be with me or not."

"That sounds nice! Wait until I recover and then make a choice? Is everything you do just to cure me?" Ding Hong, I don't want to believe what you say.

"Of course, I am also pursuing you. These two things are done at the same time. But even if you don't accept me in the end, I will definitely heal your body."

"I'm trapped by you now, and my illness has become even worse!"

"Everything has its pros and cons, but the pros outweigh the cons at the moment. I want psychologists, Chinese medicine doctors, Western medicine doctors, and massage therapists to intervene in your condition. They won't let you let it go and won't give you any room to escape. Do you know how I escaped in the first place? I put up all kinds of fierce and extreme resistance at the time, and now I am so grateful to the people who tied me up for treatment."

"My situation is different from yours! You don't have a child who is more precious than your life! I can't let anything go wrong for me."

"An Yi, how long have you been divorced? A year? At least more than half a year, right? Isn't your condition getting worse and worse, and have you started to hurt yourself?"

"That's not self-harm..."

"That's it! That's self-harm! You're scratching yourself with your nails now, and soon you'll use sharper objects, and the cuts will get deeper and deeper. You'll gradually become addicted to this pain, until one day..." Ding Hong paused, his chest rising and falling, and he took a breath: "There are no successful cases of self-healing around me or anyone I know. I recovered after intervention treatment, but I also know that some people failed in treatment, and I also know their fate after failure."

An Yi couldn't listen. She didn't believe it at all. She just had poor sleep and some other minor problems. It couldn't be so serious that it looked like someone was going to die.

She snorted coldly: "You are just scaremongering! After all I have said for a long time, you still won't let me go. You say so much just to scare me." She turned and went to the side bedroom and slammed the door.

Ding Hong hurriedly chased after him and pressed against the door, "The treatment will begin after the call. You can be angry and blame me, but you must cooperate with the treatment. If you don't do it on time, I can't lock this door, and I will tie you up for treatment. That would be too embarrassing."

There was a thump, the sound of something hitting the door. Ding Hong knew that this was An Yi's reaction after hearing it, so he waited at the door for a while, but when he didn't hear any other movement, he felt relieved and left.