Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 11 That CEO Novel Cannon Fodder 11

"Secretary Lin, President Gu wants you to come in." A policeman came out of the room.

Wen Ruchu quickly got up, wanting to go in with Secretary Lin.

The police stopped Wen Ruchu: "Miss, Mr. Gu only allowed Secretary Lin to go in."

This matter must not be known to outsiders.

Secretary Lin looked at Wen Ruchu and said, "Ruchu, you should go back first. We'll take care of things here."

Wen Ruchu wanted to say something more, but seeing Secretary Lin's unquestionable gaze, she could only nod.

Looking at the tightly closed door, Wen Ruchu bit her lip. Something must have happened, and it was definitely related to Song Xianyin.

Secretary Lin cautiously entered the lounge. Gu Peisi's face was frighteningly gloomy, making it hard to breathe.

Secretary Lin held her breath and asked in a low voice, "President, are you alright?"

Gu Peisi's cold voice suppressed his anger: "Where is she?"

Secretary Lin lowered her head: "President, at first I thought it had nothing to do with Miss Song, so I let her leave first."

Song Xianyin stood at the door looking so pitiful; she didn't seem like the kind of person who would do such a thing. She looked more like she had been bullied by their CEO.

That's why he...

Gu Peisi's anger flared up again when he thought about the videos the police had just shown him.

She was clever enough to hide in a corner, where the camera could only capture the hem of her clothes. But that was enough; judging from her flustered appearance, everyone knew what was going on.

Secretary Lin glanced at Gu Peisi's expression and asked, "President, what should we do next?"

Miss Song will probably be in jail for a few days.

Gu Peisi looked gloomy and rubbed his temples. "Let them go back. I'll handle the rest myself."

Secretary Lin's eyes held a complex expression. If Miss Song were to go to jail, it would only be a bit of a hardship, but if the president himself intervened, he wasn't sure if Miss Song could survive.

He suddenly felt a bit of admiration for Song Xianyin. She was the first person to successfully drug the president, and he was really curious about how she got him to drink that glass of wine.

The lounge quickly returned to calm; too many people had come in, and her scent in the air had long been diluted.

But the faint scent of her body still lingered in his nose on the bed.

Thinking back to that scene, Gu Peisi laughed in anger. He didn't know if she was too clever or he was too stupid. The flaws were so obvious, yet he didn't see them at all.

Gu Peisi was angry that Song Xianyin had deceived him, but he was even angrier that she was making a joke about his body. Had she ever thought about what kind of situation she would face if he really couldn't control himself?

If other people find out about this, does she know what they will think of her?

Song Xianyin didn't go back to her own little house; she went straight back to the Song family home.

"Dad, I want to go abroad!" Song Xianyin opened the study door and shouted to her father, who was sitting in his seat.

Mr. Song frowned and looked at her: "What are you doing so crazy in the middle of the night? If you can win over Gu Peisi, I won't stop you even if you want to become a nun."

Song Xianyin felt extremely panicked at the thought of those police officers.

How can a male protagonist be drugged and then call the police? Is this reasonable in the world of novels?

If Gu Peisi catches her, he will definitely kill her.

But no matter how much Song Xianyin cried, her father showed no sign of relenting and even demanded that she return the money to him quickly.

As a result, Song Xianyin lay in bed all night without sleeping. Every time she closed her eyes, she would think of Gu Peisi panting and lying on her neck.

For a moment, Song Xianyin even considered turning herself in.

After several days of living in fear and trepidation, Song Xianyin did not receive a call from the police, nor did anyone from the Gu family come looking for her.

But because she hadn't slept well for several days, hadn't eaten much, and was also overly frightened, she still fell ill despite her youthful appearance.

Song Xianyin lay in bed, enduring the torment of her illness while also worrying that Gu Peisi would come looking for her. She had never been in so much pain before.

But her fears came true.

Secretary Lin stood at the door of Song Xianyin's house, silently looking at Song Xianyin, whose face was pale.

"Ms. Song, are you feeling unwell?"

Song Xianyin leaned against the door, forcing a weak smile: "Secretary Lin, are you here to arrest me?"

Secretary Lin cleared his throat. He had originally thought the same thing, but it seemed the president didn't mean it that way.

“Miss Song, so many days have passed. If the president wanted to investigate this matter, he would have done so long ago. He wouldn’t have waited until now.”

Song Xianyin's face paled. She understood; Gu Peisi wanted her dead.

Song Xianyin's tears fell instantly. She didn't want to die. It would be such a pity for such an outstanding woman like her to die like this.

Secretary Lin was startled by Song Xianyin's tears.

He never expected Miss Song to be afraid; he was already prepared for her to throw things at him.

"Ms. Song, would you like to go to the hospital to apologize to the president?" Secretary Lin asked cautiously.

The CEO asked him to pass on a message, saying that an apology would solve everything.

Song Xianyin shook her head, sobbing, "Secretary Lin, I'm not feeling well. Look at me, I'm already like this. Can I not go?"

She really didn't dare to see Gu Peisi.

Secretary Lin looked somewhat embarrassed, but judging from Song Xianyin's appearance, she did indeed look very weak.

Secretary Lin gave a dry laugh: "Of course, it's voluntary, but the president is still in the hospital."

"It's been so long, is he still in the hospital?"

Song Xianyin was even more frightened; she shouldn't have put the whole packet of medicine in there.

Secretary Lin scratched his head: "It's not your fault. That day, when the president left the hotel, he was hit by a drunk driver. Luckily, nothing serious happened."

One unpleasant thing after another happened.

To Song Xianyin, these words meant that if she hadn't drugged Gu Peisi, he wouldn't have stood there dumbfounded and been bumped into.

Song Xianyin shook her head vigorously: "Secretary Lin, you said it was voluntary, I'm not going."

Gu Peisi was already annoyed by her.

Secretary Lin sighed helplessly: "Alright, Miss Song, please take good care of yourself."

Song Xianyin nodded quickly. As long as she couldn't see Gu Peisi, her health would improve.

Ward.

Secretary Lin stood by the hospital bed, wiping the sweat from his forehead and stealing a glance at Gu Peisi.

Gu Peisi was dealing with work, his expression was cold and stern, and the atmosphere around him seemed to drop several degrees.

"What, she doesn't want to come?"

Secretary Lin gave an awkward smile: "President, Miss Song isn't unwilling to come, she just can't come."

Gu Peisi sneered: "Can't come? She was able to come to the funeral of the Song family patriarch, but now she can't come."

Secretary Lin felt sweat starting to appear on her forehead again.

"President, Miss Song is ill. She looks very pale; she seems to have been really frightened."

"She said it was a stomach ailment, and I think Ms. Song wasn't faking it; she could barely stand when she was talking to me."

Secretary Lin tried to exaggerate the situation as much as possible.