Super Soldier in Campus-Chapter 702 - 707: Liu Heng’s Magnanimity_1

In truth, Zhu Xiuyue’s curiosity towards Lin Feng’s identity far surpassed Liu Heng’s. She was intrigued primarily because she was a woman, and an unmarried one at that.

A man like Lin Feng – with a mysterious background, youthful success, President Ning’s favor, and decent looks and physique – undoubtedly carried a strong allure for her.

However, Zhu Xiuyue was a dedicated secretary. Although she was very curious about Lin Feng, with Liu Heng present, she didn’t dare to chat freely with him.

But when Zhu Xiuyue heard Lin Feng suddenly praise her for being pretty, it felt like the world had instantly brightened. Blushing slightly, she thanked him with animated enthusiasm.

They say nothing is more attractive than a blushing woman, a maxim Zhu Xiuyue embodied in full. Her cheeks, flushed rosy, seemed as if a light layer of rouge had been applied, making her appear much younger and quite captivating.

Of course, to Lin Feng, Zhu Xiuyue was just an ordinary white-collar woman, far from being as beautiful as the women he knew. Su Zi, Ning Aoxue, Tang Rou, Wu Mei, and Xue Qingyi were each far more stunning than Zhu Xiuyue. Therefore, Lin Feng had no particular interest in her.

"No, no, Miss Zhu, I speak the truth," Lin Feng said with a faint smile, glancing at the nametag on Zhu Xiuyue’s chest.

To Zhu Xiuyue, Lin Feng’s glance at her nametag was clearly not so simple. However, Zhu Xiuyue didn’t mind Lin Feng’s rather "greedy" gaze. Instead, her face flushed bashfully, she pushed her chest forward slightly and offered Lin Feng a charming, rosy smile.

Before Lin Feng could process this, Liu Heng was already on the verge of exploding. This kid, Lin Feng, is actually hitting on my female assistant right in front of me! This is too much!

In an instant, Liu Heng forgot his original intention of probing Lin Feng’s background and focused all his attention on Zhu Xiuyue.

"Xiuyue, I left my briefcase in the car, and there’s a document inside that President Ning needs to sign. President Ning happens to have some time now, so could you go fetch it for me?" Liu Heng said, having decided he couldn’t let Lin Feng chat more with Zhu Xiuyue and opting to send her away.

"Oh..." Zhu Xiuyue looked visibly disappointed. After a reluctant glance at Lin Feng, she got up and headed out of the hall.

"What document needs signing? Can’t it wait until I’ve finished eating?" Ning Fuxun asked with a light chuckle, finally sitting up as he saw Zhu Xiuyue enter the elevator.

Ning Fuxun had observed the entire exchange between Lin Feng and Liu Heng. As an outsider to this confrontation, he was somewhat disappointed in Liu Heng. Liu Heng was no longer the passionate young man of yesteryear, willing to risk life and limb for his career! To forget the importance of investigating Lin Feng within seconds, all because of a female assistant—he had clearly let lust cloud his judgment.

Conversely, Ning Fuxun greatly admired Lin Feng’s performance. With just two short sentences, Lin Feng had neutralized Liu Heng’s offensive and driven a wedge between him and his female assistant. Although the methods were a bit underhanded, business was like that. The ultimate victor was all that mattered; losers had no right to discuss whether methods were noble or base.

"Heh, President Ning, weren’t you in a hurry to leave soon? That document is rather urgent; it just needs a quick signature," Liu Heng said to Ning Fuxun with a somewhat embarrassed smile. He knew he had been impulsive. Asking Ning Fuxun to sign documents while he was eating dinner, even if Ning Fuxun, prioritizing work, agreed, would likely leave a worse impression on him in the future.

Liu Heng felt frustrated but quickly found a scapegoat: it was all this kid Lin Feng’s fault! If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t be in such an awkward position!

Lin Feng, however, ignored Liu Heng’s glare. I just have a vague feeling that working with this Liu Heng in the future will involve quite a few conflicts. But it’s Brother Feng’s style: ’If you do not infringe upon me, I will not infringe upon you.’ If Liu Heng doesn’t court disaster, I can’t be bothered with him. But if he deliberately seeks trouble, then I’ll have no choice but to teach him a lesson!

"Alright then, if it’s really that urgent..." Ning Fuxun said no more and simply continued eating. Since there was official business to attend to shortly, he needed to eat quickly.

Soon, Liu Heng’s attractive assistant emerged from the elevator with his briefcase, appearing in the hotel lobby.

"Manager Liu, your briefcase..." Zhu Xiuyue said, approaching with slightly ragged breath and placing Liu Heng’s briefcase beside him. Unfortunately, whether due to haste or carelessness, as she set down the briefcase, it lightly bumped a stemmed glass of fruit juice near Liu Heng’s hand.

SPLASH!

With a distinct sound of splashing liquid, the glass of fruit juice by Liu Heng’s hand instantly tipped over, drenching his pants.

Instantly, both Zhu Xiuyue and Liu Heng froze.

"Ah, I’m so sorry, so sorry... Manager Liu, I—I didn’t do it on purpose..." Zhu Xiuyue said, covering her mouth lightly, her voice filled with shock. Having caused such a huge mess, her eyes were already brimming with tears.

"What the f— How could you be so careless?" Liu Heng, soaked from the waist down with fruit juice, was about to explode with anger. A curse almost slipped out before he remembered Ning Fuxun was sitting opposite him. Suppressing his fury, he pointed at Zhu Xiuyue and demanded, "Assistant Zhu, tell me, is this how you do your job?! So clumsy! These pants are custom-made!"

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry..." Zhu Xiuyue kept apologizing, pulling tissues from the table to futilely wipe at Liu Heng’s soaked pants. But the juice had already completely saturated the fabric; how could tissues possibly dry it?!

Witnessing this, Ning Fuxun couldn’t help but frown. While he felt Liu Heng’s attitude was a bit harsh, this Zhu Xiuyue was clearly not very professional. As an executive assistant, how could she make such a basic mistake?

Lin Feng, however, watched Liu Heng with a cold smirk. I saw it clearly. Strictly speaking, Zhu Xiuyue didn’t knock over that glass of juice. She had only lightly brushed against the stemmed glass containing the juice, not with enough force to knock it over. It was when Liu Heng reached out to steady the glass that he deliberately tipped it. This Liu Heng truly has a petty disposition.

"Sigh, forget it. Seeing how clumsy you are and not on your game, you should just go home for today!" Liu Heng said, pushing Zhu Xiuyue slightly with considerable impatience and waving his hand speechlessly, gesturing for her to leave.

"Manager Liu, I..." Zhu Xiuyue pouted, glanced at Lin Feng and Ning Fuxun with a very wronged expression, and finally had no choice but to leave early.

"Liu Heng, you just said you had a document for me to sign. Bring it out," Ning Fuxun said plainly, extending his hand towards Liu Heng without any intention of speaking up for Zhu Xiuyue.