My Super Beautiful Lady Boss-Chapter 137: The Revenge of the White Pig

In a hospital ward, standing in front of Qian Hengtong’s bed was a person who looked like a secretary in his thirties, clearly more composed.

After all, too many leaders’ decisions these days were thought up by their secretaries.

"Director, no matter what, Bai Xue is a public figure, taking actions against her rashly might blow things up," the secretary said cautiously.

"What’s there to fear!"

Qian Hengtong glared, the sight of his Blood Gourd-like head truly intimidating: "She’s just a little girl with no background, even if something does happen, the company behind her will smooth things over for us. They wouldn’t dare offend me over a woman."

As an old hand in officialdom, Qian Hengtong knew well the trades of power, and he was even more confident in the power he held in his hands.

Seeing the secretary hadn’t moved, Qian Hengtong couldn’t help growing angry again: "Secretary Chen, are you deaf or just a coward? If that’s really the case, I think it’s time to find you a different job."

"No, no, no, I was just thinking about how to deal with Bai Xue, I’ll go do it right now."

These words threw Secretary Chen into a cold sweat, no longer hesitating, he hurried off.

At the same time, he cursed Bai Xue in his heart. Because of this woman, he almost lost his position.

Being a director’s secretary might not be a high position, but it was very special.

To a certain extent, he was the director’s spokesman. Even the deputy directors had to be very polite to him.

If he were transferred, even if he got a higher position, the benefits would be much worse.

Moreover, he could forget about any further development in his career. Think about it, who would dare to use or promote someone discarded by their top leader?

With these thoughts, Secretary Chen’s expression grew increasingly gloomy. He pulled out his phone and dialed a number, his voice cold: "Mad Dog, I need you to grab Bai Xue for me now."

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"Bai Xue?"

The other end of the phone, Mad Dog, was clearly stunned, saying, "You mean that little celebrity?"

Mad Dog, who was mixed up in the underworld, was obviously well acquainted with these celebrities.

Secretary Chen nodded, his tone sinister, "Yes, that little bitch. You bring her to your Sky Dragon Bar. It’s your turf; I trust it there."

After a long pause, Mad Dog’s voice finally came through, "Secretary Chen, is this your idea, or Director Qian’s?"

The subtext of his question was clear—if it was Secretary Chen’s own idea, Mad Dog would not dare to do such a thing, but if it was Qian Hengtong’s idea, that would be another matter entirely.

A flash of anger crossed Secretary Chen’s face: "When I’m calling you, who do you think it’s coming from? Don’t keep me waiting, I want to see her in an hour."

Click! The call was hung up. Secretary Chen felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction. He was vague on purpose, just to make personal scheming easier in the future. After all, for such dark affairs, these people would not dare to seek verification from Qian Hengtong.

Deceiving superiors and misleading subordinates was a favorite play for these secretaries.

"Coward hiding behind others."

At Sky Dragon Bar, a vicious-looking man cursed loudly, feeling annoyed but not daring to neglect the task, immediately rallying his capable subordinates to start looking for Bai Xue.

Unlike those purely dark forces, mixtures like Mad Dog had their own legitimate backers, making it easier to find people.

Soon, news of Bai Xue eating at a small restaurant with a man reached Mad Dog’s ears, and he quickly gathered his elite subordinates and provocatively made his move.

Bai Xue might be a weak woman, but as a public figure, Mad Dog knew he had to minimize the impact of this affair.

As for the man having dinner with Bai Xue, Mad Dog had completely ignored him.

In his mind, a man who dines with a beautiful female celebrity late at night is definitely a rich playboy of the second generation, such a figure, Mad Dog simply didn’t need to worry about.

Inside the restaurant, Bai Xue was oblivious to the impending crisis, as she was immersed in her own sorrow.

She took a bottle of strong spirits from the small restaurant, filled her glass with three ounces, and was about to down it in one gulp.

"You can’t drink like that, it’s very easy to get drunk," Su Xuan reached out his hand to stop Bai Xue.

Bai Xue looked at Su Xuan as if he were a monster. Based on his previous bad-boy behavior, he should have been eager to get her drunk, so why was he suddenly behaving so gentlemanly?

The sorrowful Bai Xue didn’t think much of it, gently pushed away Su Xuan’s hand with her delicate one, then sobbed with tears in her eyes and whispered softly, "But I’m really tired, having to always greet those smelly men with a masked smile. Can’t I get drunk just this once in front of you?"

Looking at the girl in front of him, who could be considered a perfect goddess, a girl who should not suffer the filth of the entertainment industry.

"In front of me, I’ll allow you to get drunk this once, but not as a habit," Su Xuan muttered, understanding Bai Xue’s distress.

Her feeling of helplessness was just like his when he had first returned to Qingshan City, after his father’s death and his inheritance had been taken away.

Unlike Bai Xue, he was a top special soldier who had been through the baptism of fire and blood, while she was a vulnerable woman.

Bai Xue smiled faintly, lifting her glass to her red lips, and took a light sip, the spicy taste instantly filling her mouth. Yet her beautiful eyes were fixed on Su Xuan, as if trying to see through to his very soul.

Su Xuan remained calm, his eyes now devoid of mischief and teasing, replaced instead by pity.

"Maybe what he said is true, being one of his women should indeed be a very happy thing."

Normally, Bai Xue would have been startled by her own thoughts, but under the influence of alcohol, she found them increasingly intense and seemingly justified.

If Su Xuan knew what Bai Xue was thinking, he’d probably be overjoyed to the point of grinning ear to ear.

However, he was now entangled in his thoughts, pondering the genuine thoughts in Bai Xue’s heart.

"They say a man has no chance unless a woman is drunk. Is Bai Xue testing me, or is she giving me a chance?"

Thinking these thoughts, Su Xuan looked up at Bai Xue and for a moment, he was stunned.

This girl, Bai Xue, with not the slightest background, had managed to gain her current fame because she naturally stood out from the rest.

"Su Xuan, didn’t you just ask me to be your woman? I’m giving myself to you now; it’s up to you to seize the opportunity," Bai Xue beckoned Su Xuan with a sultry look and a seductive curl of her finger, driven by alcohol.

"Hehe, since Miss Bai is so forward, I’d be impolite to refuse," Su Xuan smirked.

"If that’s the case, let’s hurry and go," he whispered in Bai Xue’s ear, the tickling sensation further loosening her already wavering composure, and her body no longer had any strength, seeming to meld into Su Xuan’s embrace.

With the beauty in his arms, Su Xuan paid the bill and casually walked towards the exit amidst the envious and resentful gazes of the onlookers.

Not only was he about to have a stunningly beautiful female celebrity in his grasp, but she was also undoubtedly pure and untouched.

If not for that, Yan Fangfei wouldn’t have put on such a drama in the club.

Prideful to the point of wondering if black smoke was rising from his ancestral grave, Su Xuan was completely unaware that just as he left the restaurant, two dark figures encroached upon him, two iron rods with a whistle swung toward the back of his head.

Feeling light as a feather, Su Xuan had actually not detected the danger, genuinely not aware of it.