Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 98 That Paparazzo Who Always Scolds Me 9

The school sports meet is still in progress, and the campus is full of students covered in sweat.

Bai Silu was carrying a bunch of things and was so tired she could hardly breathe.

She's busy being both an athlete and a volunteer; no one is busier than her. She doesn't even have time to visit Brother Chuan.

Suddenly, she saw a figure lying on the stone steps. She squinted and saw that it was Ye Jun.

Bai Siluo glanced at it hesitantly. She figured everything should be alright, and she didn't really want to go up and check.

Ye Jun's shoulders were shaking; it was clear he was crying.

Bai Siluo frowned deeply. If she went up to comfort her senior, he would definitely keep her talking for a long, long time. But she didn't want to know anything about his family or how miserable his life was.

At first, she felt sorry for Ye Jun, who worked so hard every day, doing part-time jobs and having so much work at school. But then she realized he was just using her as an emotional dumping ground.

Bai Silu pretended not to see it and simply carried a large pile of equipment past it.

Just as she approached, Ye Jun let out a suppressed sob. He lay on the stone steps, radiating an aura of despair.

The students next to me kept glancing at this.

Bai Siluo sighed, stood in front of Ye Jun, and asked, "Senior, what's wrong?"

Ye Jun didn't say anything, she was crying so hard she almost fainted. A hint of impatience flashed in Bai Siluo's eyes, she was going to be late.

She hesitated for a moment: "Then you can be quiet for a while, senior. The minister wants to talk to me."

Just as she was about to turn and leave, Ye Jun called her back.

His voice trembled slightly: "Sisi..."

He looked at her with red eyes, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

Bai Silu squatted down in despair, regretting that she hadn't meddled in other people's business.

"Sisi, can you stay with me? I feel so sad right now." Ye Jun couldn't help but cry again.

Bai Siluo frowned deeply: "Senior, you go ahead, I have something to do."

Ye Jun recounted the events of yesterday while sobbing.

"Sisi, please don't like that kind of person, okay? He actually insulted me like that!"

Bai Siluo listened to Ye Jun's accusations and hesitated, saying, "Senior, are you sure you heard me right? Brother Chuan doesn't seem like the kind of person who would say such things."

She couldn't imagine the tone of his voice when he said those words.

Ye Jun's body trembled. He looked at her in disbelief, tears instantly streaming down his face: "Sisi, you don't believe me?"

Bai Siluo looked at him with difficulty: "Maybe Brother Chuan is under too much pressure, so he took it out on you, Senior. Don't be sad, Senior."

Ye Jun choked up and said, "I want him to apologize."

Bai Siluo quickly said, "I apologize on behalf of Brother Chuan."

Ye Jun was so distressed that he couldn't speak. He glanced at Bai Siluo with disappointment, stood up with his arms against the wall, and limped away.

Bai Siluo looked at his weak back. How could Brother Chuan say such things and break the senior's leg? Isn't that something only gangsters do?

But the senior didn't use this to lie to her. Bai Siluo gritted her teeth and caught up with Ye Jun: "Senior, let me take you to see Brother Chuan. I'll have Brother Chuan apologize to you."

No matter how you look at it, it was Chuan-gege who was in the wrong first. Although she felt that her senior was a bit of a hassle, he had really helped her a lot in the past.

Ye Jun's eyes lit up immediately. He looked at Bai Siluo intently, his gaze filled with complex emotions.

Bai Siluo avoided his gaze, letting her senior see how good her relationship with Brother Chuan was, so he wouldn't always be trying to chat with her on WeChat.

The Qin family.

Qin Zhaochuan leaned back in his chair, intently reading the words on the newspaper.

Secretary Lin was still half asleep in the morning when he peeked out and saw that the president had actually started reading the words in the newspaper? He usually only looked at pictures of himself.

Qin Zhaochuan didn't grow up in China; he only returned to China in recent years. Although his family members consciously speak Chinese with him, he still makes quite a few jokes when actually using it.

Secretary Lin can be considered a witness. The president doesn't like to talk much now because he used to use idioms incorrectly, which he felt embarrassed about. Over time, he has become a silent president.

Secretary Lin glanced at it and, sure enough, it was an entertainment magazine; the president was on the front page again.

"Congratulations, President." Secretary Lin flashed her signature smile.

But to his surprise, Qin Zhaochuan didn't seem as happy as usual.

Every time a headline was published, the CEO would cut out the photo and put it in his drawer.

But today's president...

If he wasn't mistaken, was the CEO feeling down right now? It was unbelievable that such an emotion could appear in someone as arrogant as him.

Qin Zhaochuan sighed and suddenly asked, "Why would someone always be so keen on badmouthing another person?"

Secretary Lin thought carefully and said, "Because there's traffic and money."

Qin Zhaochuan laughed out loud upon hearing this. He looked up at Secretary Lin and said, "Secretary Lin, you're a married woman, yet you don't even understand such a simple principle?"

Secretary Lin also became curious: "President, what is the reason?"

Qin Zhaochuan gently wiped the newspaper and said softly, "That's because, of course, it's because of love."

Secretary Lin: ?

Qin Zhaochuan's eyes held a hint of sadness: "It was love that turned into hate, but I don't know why she suddenly hates me so much."

Did he do something wrong?

Secretary Lin silently watched Qin Zhaochuan. Ever since he returned from the newspaper office that day, he felt that Qin Zhaochuan was different from before, always talking nonsense.

Moreover, he was extremely narcissistic, always assuming that Miss Song liked him.

He had no idea how the CEO could interpret dislike as liking.

Qin Zhaochuan put down the newspaper, his voice tinged with sadness: "But I'm still a little heartbroken because I'm not the kind of person she described."

Secretary Lin scratched the back of his head: "President, didn't you say before that you didn't care about this messy news?"

There are so many fake news stories out there, and I've never seen him upset before.

Qin Zhaochuan sighed and glanced at Secretary Lin: "I don't want her to dislike me because of a misunderstanding."

He knew Song Xianyin liked him, but he had never realized it before.

By the time he realized it, she had already begun to hate him, but the photos she took still subtly revealed her love.

The area outside the building was bustling with activity.

Bai Siluo looked at the security guard with a headache: "Don't you recognize me?"

The security guard, chin raised, said, "Miss Bai, of course we know who you are, but we don't know the gentleman next to you."

Bai Siluo sighed: "We're going to find Brother Chuan, could you please move aside?"

The security guard turned his head away, looking completely unmoved.

Ye Jun started crying again, so Bai Siluo had no choice but to call Qin Zhaochuan. The phone kept ringing with "Merry Christmas," but no one answered.

Bai Siluo looked helplessly at Ye Jun, whose eyes were filled with anger as he looked at her.

She did it on purpose. Knowing that Qin Zhaochuan would never apologize to him, she still dragged him over and made him lose face in front of the Qin family.

Bai Silu felt like a middle-aged woman who had been married for over ten years, living with a useless old man she couldn't stand no matter what she did. She not only had to manage the household chores but also care about his emotions.