Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 982 - 983: Such Dirty Topics (Part 2)
Assistant Wu specifically instructed that the CEO’s office, if the CEO is not present, should not casually let anyone in, especially this beautiful marketing department manager.
Korea frowned, her expression turning displeased, "Confidential documents cannot be made public yet. If they get leaked, can you bear the responsibility?"
"This..."
The assistant looked troubled.
He could ensure that he wouldn’t peek at the document contents, much less leak anything, but every document inevitably passes through several hands. If someone leaks it, he would definitely not escape suspicion.
This risk, he dared not take.
While the assistant hesitated, Korea shook off his hand and entered Ji Chicheng’s office.
After entering, she deliberately pushed the door with her arm, pretending to be unintentional.
Although the door was not fully closed, it was almost there.
"Manager Korea..." 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮
The assistant was about to push the door in when the phone on his desk suddenly rang. After some hesitation, he decided to answer the call first.
As the marketing department manager, Korea was not entering Ji Chicheng’s office for the first time, but every time she did, it was only to drop off documents, say a few words, and leave.
She didn’t even have time to take a good look at the man sitting in this office chair.
Korea put down the file folder, circled around Ji Chicheng’s office chair, her attractive hand resting on the chair’s back, slowly sliding down along it.
Reaching the armrest, she grasped it, spun the chair around, leaned forward to sit on it, and faced the floor-to-ceiling window, slightly raising her head and closing her eyes.
In the air, there seemed to be the faint scent of him.
She took a deep breath, savoring it slowly, and her lips curled up contentedly.
Then, she turned around, glanced at Ji Chicheng’s desk, reached out to take a pen lying on top, and looked at it.
Putting it down, her gaze fell on Ji Chicheng’s water cup, a white porcelain cup on a saucer, her mind flashing with the image of Ji Chicheng’s attractive hand holding this cup.
Her hand involuntarily reached over, picked up the cup. Inside, there was still half a cup of boiled water left. She lowered her head, took a sniff, just as she was about to bring it to her lips to drink, the assistant’s shout suddenly came from outside.
"Manager Korea?"
The assistant’s voice was at the door, as if he was about to push the door open the next second.
Korea quickly put down the teacup, glared at the door in frustration, and stood up.
Her hand accidentally bumped into Ji Chicheng’s computer mouse. The computer screen suddenly lit up, surprising her a bit, as the screen was black earlier. She thought the computer was off.
She couldn’t help but glance at the screen; an MSN chat window was open with many new messages just sent.
Korea paused, bent over closer to the computer screen. The messages were from a doctor.
’From a medical professional’s perspective, my answer to you is, of course, no. But from a friend’s perspective, I can tell you, children born of close kinship are not necessarily problematic, and the rate of health is still quite high.’
’This is a risky game, also a gamble. Or you can wait until the baby is three months developed in the womb to do various checks.’
"..."
Ji Anning is pregnant!
That woman is pregnant again with Ji Chicheng’s child.
Seeing the chat content in the dialog box, jealousy and hatred flashed through Korea’s deep blue eyes.
