Celestial Night Emperor

Chapter 115: Chapter 115: Putting on Shoes for You

By this time, Han Biwei had already spent the entire morning touring the company with Wang Xiaoshuang.

They had seen all the departments, from the main lobby to the seventh floor.

Just as it was time for lunch, Xiaoshuang took her to the employee cafeteria to eat.

"Sister Weiwei, which department did you like the most? I can arrange something for you later!" Wang Xiaoshuang asked with a wide smile.

Han Biwei was speechless. "It’s not like I can just get in wherever I want. Though I would love to join the Northern Commerce Department. Sales is hard work, but the pay is good."

’The Northern Commerce Department,’ Wang Xiaoshuang made a mental note.

The two of them walked into the employee cafeteria. It was all buffet-style.

Han Biwei’s stomach started to growl. Feeling embarrassed, she picked up her bag, intending to treat Xiaoshuang to a meal.

"Sister Weiwei, all you need is an employee card. Everything here is free."

Ah!

Han Biwei was pleasantly surprised. "It really is the company with the best benefits in Su City." As she spoke, she stumbled and nearly fell.

The strap on one of her shoes had broken, and she had twisted her ankle.

Wang Xiaoshuang quickly helped her to a nearby table and was about to call for someone from the medical office.

"The company has its own medical office?" Han Biwei was shocked. She quickly grabbed Xiaoshuang’s arm. "I just twisted my ankle, it’ll be fine in a bit. Please don’t trouble anyone."

Helpless, Wang Xiaoshuang went to get a plate of food for her.

At that moment, people at the surrounding tables were looking at them curiously.

"Isn’t that Wang Xiaoshuang, the one who just got promoted?"

"Yeah, I heard she was personally promoted by several of the presidents. Seems like she has some connections."

"Hah, a nepotism case, then. Could she be some president’s mistress?"

"Don’t just say whatever you want."

"What am I saying that’s out of line? Look at how rustic Wang Xiaoshuang looks. She’s actually eating with Han Biwei, the toilet cleaner. I’d better keep my distance."

People at the nearby tables picked up their trays and moved away, looking disgusted at the thought of sitting near Han Biwei.

But one table of people didn’t move.

Seated at this table were all mid-level managers.

One of them, a tall and handsome man in a white shirt, was staring intently at Han Biwei.

"Liu Shuai, why are you staring at the toilet cleaner? Don’t tell me you’ve taken a liking to Han Biwei?" a few women at the same table asked, a hint of jealousy in their voices.

A glint flashed in Liu Shuai’s eyes. He lowered his voice. "Those people don’t get it. Haven’t you figured it out yet? This Han Biwei is a rich woman!"

Huh?

"Liu Shuai, how can you tell?"

"Han Biwei is from the Han Family, after all. They used to be a prestigious family. Putting that aside, just look at the bag she’s carrying and the shoes she’s wearing. Heh, that bunch of idiots can’t recognize quality when they see it!"

The bag Han Biwei was carrying was the Chanel White Diamond Deep Emotion Handbag, worth twenty million, and the shoes on her feet were the Black Diamond Magic Queen High Heels, worth six million!

The combined cost of just those two items was more than this group of mid-level managers could hope to earn in a lifetime.

Everyone at the table was stunned.

"Then why is she here cleaning toilets?"

"To better herself, I guess. Maybe she was bored at home and came out to work for fun."

Liu Shuai’s explanation wasn’t at all convincing. The others laughed. "I bet they’re just knockoffs. If I were decked out in luxury brands, I wouldn’t be caught dead cleaning toilets."

But the tall and handsome Mr. Liu didn’t want to miss this opportunity.

He appeared polished on the outside, but he was actually quite sinister on the inside—lazy and gluttonous, he dreamed of latching onto a rich woman so he’d be set for life.

And someone like Han Biwei not only looked rich but was also devastatingly beautiful.

Tsk, tsk, where else could he find such a great beauty!

Feeling a flush of heat, Liu Shuai picked up his tray and went over.

"Hello, I’m Liu Shuai from the Advertising Department. Do you mind if I join you for lunch?" Mr. Liu put on his most handsome expression, his voice full of charisma.

Han Biwei was bewildered. "Sure, it’s a public cafeteria."

Liu Shuai sat down slowly and immediately offered the shrimp from his tray to Han Biwei. "The best thing in our cafeteria is this fried tempura."

Han Biwei felt very awkward, unsure how to refuse.

Across the table, Wang Xiaoshuang wasn’t about to be polite. She raised her chopsticks to block him. "What do you think you’re doing? Is that sanitary? Who knows if you’ve gotten your saliva on it?"

Her voice was clear and crisp, and the people in the cafeteria lowered their heads, trying to hide their laughter.

Liu Shuai’s face flushed red. "There’s no saliva on it! It’s perfectly clean."

Han Biwei quickly said, "I can’t eat seafood, I’m allergic. Thank you anyway, Mr. Liu."

Disappointed, Liu Shuai put down his chopsticks and tried to make small talk, eventually even asking if she was free after work.

Han Biwei grew even more uncomfortable. Since she had just started, she didn’t want to offend anyone, but this guy was sticking to her like glue.

Just as she was about to refuse him directly, footsteps approached from behind, and Qin Tianxuan walked in carrying a shoebox.

All the young women in the cafeteria stared with wide eyes.

It couldn’t be helped; Qin Tianxuan was just too eye-catching. Dressed simply in a white shirt and black trousers, his model-like physique was even more pronounced. His eyes were deep, and he exuded a mature aura.

Holding a pair of high heels, he glanced around before walking straight toward Han Biwei’s table.

"Wow, he’s so handsome!"

"His body is amazing, I’m practically drooling. Not like those fat guys in our company. He’s so manly."

When Qin Tianxuan reached the table, Wang Xiaoshuang jumped up excitedly. "Hello, Sir!"

Qin Tianxuan waved his hand dismissively and looked at Han Biwei with concern. "Weiwei, your shoe broke, right? I brought you a new pair."

A sweet feeling filled Han Biwei’s heart. Enduring the pain in her foot, she stood up. "Brother Tianxuan, I really shouldn’t have worn high heels. They’re not convenient for work."

Is that so? Qin Tianxuan looked at the high heels in his hand, then immediately took out his phone. "Get me a pair of flats instead. Something comfortable to wear."

Soon, a Personal Guard delivered a pair of flats.

Seeing Han Biwei hopping on one foot, Qin Tianxuan frowned. "You twisted your ankle?"

Han Biwei leaned on his shoulder and nodded, her face blushing. "I haven’t worn heels this high in years. I’m still not used to them."

Qin Tianxuan immediately knelt down, helped her sit, and reached out to undo the crooked strap on her high heel.

"Ah, Brother Tianxuan, you... you..."

Han Biwei’s face turned an even deeper shade of red.

Qin Tianxuan smiled, took off her high heel, and rested her foot on his knee, gently massaging it.

A dark bruise was visible on Han Biwei’s pale white ankle.

"Don’t move. Let me rub it for you, or it’ll swell up," Qin Tianxuan said softly, his large, warm hands massaging her small foot, completely ignoring the stares from all around.

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