The cliché story of a domineering president and his secretary

"Thank you, Taoist Priest. I also heard what my mother said. Although I feel that there is no need for them to trouble you with this matter, after all, the problem lies with me. I allowed those rumors to spread." Ding Hong's attitude was rare and serious.

Taoist Li nodded in agreement. After thinking for a moment, he decided to repeat the words of his elders: "I shouldn't have made such irresponsible comments, but after all, I am a close friend of your father." Seeing that Ding Hong did not interrupt him, he stroked his long beard and said earnestly:

"I only have one thing to say: It is better to take a long-term view on both of you and her."

Ding Hong lowered his head and used the lid of the tea bowl in his hand to fiddle with the tea leaves floating on the water. His expression was indifferent, but in his heart he recalled Xiao Yang's words, "I hope she can find a long-lasting relationship in the future." Take the long view, long-lasting... Why are all the words you use to dissuade me related to the word "long"? Am I not worthy of this word? He smiled bitterly.

Taoist Priest Li did not urge him, but quietly observed the other party's reaction.

At this time, An Yi and Xiao Yang were sitting under the pavilion in the courtyard outside the house to rest. The young Taoist priest replenished their tea and snacks and then retreated.

"It's so boring without the Internet!" An Yi sighed while holding his phone.

Xiao Yang also nodded: "Maybe the signal is blocked by the mountains."

An Yi stood up, walked around the courtyard for a few times, and then leaned into the house to listen, but unfortunately there was no movement. Suddenly, she remembered what her boss had said before, sat back in her seat and asked quietly: "Xiao Yang, have you been here before?"

"I've been here a few times."

"Wow! You must be very familiar with the terrain and roads here?"

"I have delivered items and documents to the temple master and the Taoist priest several times before, but they were always placed in the front lobby. This is the first time I have entered the backyard."

"Ah, I see." An Yi was disappointed, but still didn't give up: "Have you heard of any secret passages here?"

Xiao Yang was surprised: "I haven't heard of it." Unable to bear seeing Miss An's expression of regret, he tried to recall and added: "I only know that the boss used to come here with his parents, but today is the first time I have seen him come to Yunqing Temple since I started working. Maybe the boss has been too busy in recent years."

An Yi nodded. It seemed that Xiao Yang didn't know much, so he couldn't ask anything more. He stood up and walked to the entrance of the courtyard, curiously looking at the flourishing flowers and plants outside and the winding corridor, and walked forward a few steps, and a few more steps...

"Miss An, do you want to go somewhere?" Xiao Yang asked worriedly. He heard An Yi say that she was road blind.

An Yi smiled and walked back quickly: "Nothing, I'm just too bored, I want to go out for a walk. There's a small forest across the street that seems to have pretty nice scenery, are you interested in going with me?"

"No, I'm afraid the boss will come out at any time." In fact, he really wanted to keep An Yi as well, but it was not easy to ask directly. After all, Miss An has always been steady and sensible, and the secretary has a higher position than him as a driver.

An Yi also started to hesitate when he heard the word "boss". But it was awkward to just sit there and stare at Xiao Yang. He thought to himself: I haven't seen Taoist Li for such a long time. They must have a lot to talk about, right? And I was only nearby...

"I'll just be wandering around in front of that small woods. It's very close. If the boss comes out, you can help shout. I promise I can hear him!" An Yi raised his hand and swore.

"I can say I think a lot about her, or I can say I think very little." At this time, the conversation in the room was still continuing: "Right now, I am thinking more about how to take care of her body. As for the future... who knows? At least we have to make sure she is alive and well, otherwise there is no question of long-term planning." Ding Hong pronounced the word "long" for a long time, and his tone was deliberately relaxed.

"I think they just treat you as a boss, and a very fierce boss at that. Miss An should have children?" Seeing Ding Hong nod, Taoist Li continued: "All her current illnesses are caused by worry and anxiety. And given her current situation, I'm afraid she won't have any spare time in the short term, or even for a long time."

"Unless the child grows up, she can live for herself. Now, as you said, she suppresses her emotions too much. She dares not even cry. Even if she can't help it, she won't let herself cry out loud. How can her depression be released? Maybe she will never be able to get rid of it for the rest of her life. That woman likes to make things difficult for herself. My intervention may be the best way at the moment. Yes, it is very likely that I will hurt her, but from another perspective, her attention will be diverted and she will have an outlet to vent, such as crying because of me, swearing, even smashing things or punching and kicking me... Then let her swear and beat me, and I will try my best to compensate her and minimize the harm to her. Whether it is financially, or letting her have a higher quality of life, or even the future of her children. I can't guarantee the duration of the relationship, no one can guarantee it, but I can do what I just said! Who else can it be except me?"

"What I just mentioned about the complications and excessive interference is about you, Brother Ding." Taoist Li narrowed his eyes and stared at him closely: "The problem she needs to solve is letting go, not replacing it with other emotions, and it can't be replaced. Moreover, the probability of causing more harm because of you is probably greater than that of others. Speaking of releasing and venting, can you really control the direction and degree of her emotional release? You can't even control your own."

Ding Hong fell silent, staring at the orchid pattern painted on the teacup in his hand. The room was silent again, and Taoist Li was not in a hurry, nor did he urge him, waiting to see what decision this young man who always did his own thing would make.

Ding Hong's harsh and impassioned speech just now, although he claimed to be thinking about An Yi, was just an excuse for himself. He had always been in the upper hand in relationships between men and women and was used to being willful, so he was not used to suppressing his desires. In fact, he tried to stop himself, but failed, which made him more eager. But reason always entangled him, warning him that this could not be done, so Ding Hong longed for others to recognize his words, but it was obvious that he had chosen the wrong person, and Master Li would only expose his past.

"I have to intervene." He made the conclusion with one sentence: "Even if I am another disaster for her, it is better than letting her slowly drown in the mud, right? At least I am the one who can see her drowning and try to save her!" Ding Hong looked at the Taoist priest with a firm gaze.

In fact, Taoist Priest Li was not surprised by this answer. He just wanted to force the young man to think about it seriously. He had memorized Ding Hong's birth date and time, so after asking An Yi's birth date and time, he hurriedly cast a hexagram for the two of them and roughly calculated the marriage pattern. It can be described as the relationship between a cat and a tiger: they are both proud because of the same family, but their temperaments are very different. One is good at hiding, and the other is independent, but the cat is a real cat, and the tiger may become a paper tiger. The five elements of the two people are in conflict, and there is a faint appearance of mixed official and killing. Fortunately, there are other combinations to assist, and the constraints are strong. If you break through the siege, you can enter a higher level. But the intermittent and intermittent love road and survival in danger are inevitable. As for external interference, just based on the disparity in the background of the two parties, you can know that there must be a lot of resistance without measurement.

With your temper, you can't turn back once you've shot the arrow. If you really hurt others more, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to escape unscathed. Taoist Li could only sigh that fate was playing tricks on him, otherwise he wouldn't have to give so many reminders.

"As the saying goes, a disease is treated with Chinese medicine at its earliest stages. Fortunately, Miss An's illness has not lasted long. You should be more careful, otherwise you will end up becoming a patient instead of saving others. I am not a gossipy person, so I will not mention what happened today unless your parents come to ask about it."

For the first time, Ding Hong looked at the elder opposite him so seriously. Although he had been coming and going here since he was a child, he always chose to escape to the courtyard to play because he hated the long-winded discussions. Later, he even refused to enter this house. So after knowing each other for twenty years, today, because of An Yi's company, he was able to sit here sincerely and listen to Master Li's speech. He lowered his head to hide the apology in his eyes. How could he not feel guilty for not being able to fully understand the master's precious and respectable qualities for so many years?

Taoist Priest Li took in Ding Hong's expression and couldn't help but sigh: Even the naughty children eventually grow up! Then he thought of Miss An who didn't understand, and his heart became complicated.

Since that was the case, the atmosphere of the conversation between the two became relaxed. Then they talked about the safety control facilities of Yunqing Temple. Originally, they could discuss it with the temple master over the phone, but since they were already here and the temple master was in seclusion recently, the communication was done by Taoist Master Li.

The matter was settled quickly. They didn't need to worry about the trivial details, as the relevant departments would follow up. Ding Hong looked at his watch and found that it was time for dinner. Taoist Li also tactfully ended the conversation and stood up to see the guests off.

"Master, please stay. I can go out by myself. I'm afraid there are not many people who are more familiar with Yunqing Temple than me."

"Haha, that's true." Taoist Li stroked his beard and laughed. He was lost in thought for a moment as he looked at Ding Hong. He remembered the "bad deeds" this kid had done here when he was young. He almost became a demon in the hearts of the old people in the temple. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile: "Then I won't see you off. I just wish Brother An all the best." Then he made a gesture, and the young Taoist priest immediately came forward to see him off for the master for the second time.

Ding Hong bowed respectfully and was about to turn around and leave, but Taoist Li called him again, smiling: "Don't you really need me to tell you two about your fate?"

Ding Hong shook his head firmly: "No need."

"Oh? So confident?"

"It's not that I'm confident. The Taoist priest once said to my father that fate is determined by heaven, but fortune is dynamic. If that's the case, why should I stick to the status quo?"

"Well, good boy, you actually got the essence of it!" Taoist Li couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh.

He walked out of the house, raised his hand to block the dazzling sunlight, squinted his eyes to look for the figures of his two subordinates, and saw Xiao Yang walking towards him quickly.

Why is there only one person? Ding Hong was suspicious and frowned, and his voice was as clear as ice: "Where is An Yi?"