Suddenly, a knock on the door broke the ambiguous atmosphere and brought Zhai Cheng's wandering thoughts back.
"Mr. Zhai, the car is already downstairs," said the driver respectfully.
Taking this opportunity, Song Ge quickly let go of Zhai Cheng and wrung her hands together.
"Okay, I see," Zhai Cheng replied coldly. His black eyes turned to Song Ge beside him. There was still the lingering warmth of their embrace on his waist.
"I'm going with you too," Song Ge said quickly as she saw Zhai Cheng quickly putting on his suit jacket, looking ready to stride out. Her eyes were full of determination.
Zhai Cheng's heart skipped a beat. He softly uttered an "um" to show his consent.
Song Ge's eyes immediately lit up. She casually tucked her hair behind her ears and kicked her slippers aside.
Time was tight. The two hurriedly went downstairs and got into the car together.
"Do you have any plans today?" As soon as they got in the car, Song Ge folded her arms. Her beautiful eyes were slightly sharp, as if she was interrogating a criminal.
Zhai Cheng raised his handsome eyebrows in surprise, but still reported his schedule for the day: "I only have a meeting at noon. I'll stay in the company for the rest of the time."
A meeting... which means going out?
Song Ge sensitively caught these two keywords. After all, most of Zhai Cheng's accidents happened outside.
Seeing Song Ge frowning, Zhai Cheng instinctively asked, "What's wrong?"
Hearing Zhai Cheng's question, Song Ge turned to look at his handsome, innocent and confused face. She helplessly moved closer to him.
Song Ge motioned for Zhai Cheng to come closer. He gave a light cough and obediently leaned over.
"The time has reset, and you're in trouble again," Song Ge whispered in a breathy voice, taking care not to let the driver in front hear.
Zhai Cheng's face darkened. His black eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed in them.
Just then, the car arrived at the destination. The two got out, and Song Ge immediately clung tightly to Zhai Cheng's back. She took a step whenever he did.
Zhai Cheng's gloomy mood hadn't faded yet. A sense of helplessness welled up in his heart. He looked down at Song Ge behind him. The woman was petite, but had the heart of a bodyguard.
Was she going to protect a man as tall as 1.9 meters?
Zhai Cheng couldn't help but cover his thin lips with his hand, half - laughing and half - crying. Then he strode towards his office.
Song Ge was startled and quickly trotted to keep up with the man's obviously accelerated pace.
"Good morning, Mr. Zhai!" A row of employees bowed in unison to Zhai Cheng and then looked at Song Ge, who was trotting behind him, with different expressions.
"Good... morning, Mr. Zhai," said the assistant and the secretary who had been waiting beside the office early. Seeing Song Ge following closely, they looked at each other in surprise.
Is Assistant Song so clingy to Mr. Zhai now?
Zhai Cheng rarely stopped and talked to the secretary and the assistant about company affairs.
Song Ge gasped for breath, supporting herself against the wall. She wiped the sweat from her chin hard. All she could see was Zhai Cheng's suit.
Is this the so - called speed of a 1.9 - meter - tall man?
"Okay, that's it for now," Zhai Cheng finished his short talk. He then walked towards the toilet as usual.
The secretary and the assistant, who were familiar with his habits, stepped aside.
Still going? Song Ge stared at the 1.9 - meter - tall man and quickly followed up. However—
"Assistant Song, you can't go there," the secretary and the assistant stopped Song Ge together.
"Why?" Song Ge pouted. Her bright eyes were full of confusion. "I'm his personal assistant, a personal one!"
"Um..."
Does Mr. Zhai play this openly?
The secretary and the assistant looked at each other. They both saw embarrassment in each other's eyes.
Fortunately, Zhai Cheng had quickly walked out. He had heard all the conversation and couldn't help but feel his ears burn.
"Cough," Zhai Cheng coughed lightly. His black eyes were slightly lowered, and he didn't look at Song Ge.
"Mr. Zhai, the meeting time has been advanced. We need to go there immediately," the assistant said as soon as he saw Zhai Cheng come out.
"Let's go," Zhai Cheng nodded and said calmly. The two walked into the elevator, and Song Ge also followed.
The atmosphere in the elevator with the three of them instantly became strange.
Ding— The elevator had reached the first floor. The three of them walked out, and Song Ge followed Zhai Cheng closely.
"Actually, you don't need to worry too much..." Zhai Cheng looked down at Song Ge who was sticking closely to him. There was a faint look of helplessness in his eyes.
Now, she really is a personal assistant...
"Ah!" Suddenly, a scream erupted from the crowd. A crazy man rushed out of the crowd with an evil smile.
Song Ge's hair stood on end. She looked at the crazy man warily, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly. There seemed to be a glint of cold light in front of her eyes—
The crazy man seemed to have a dagger in his hand!
"Be careful!"
Cold sweat broke out all over Song Ge's body. Without thinking, she immediately stood in front of Zhai Cheng!
"Die! Die! Die!" The crazy man rushed towards Zhai Cheng, but didn't expect Song Ge to jump out in the middle. With red eyes, he roared and stabbed the dagger hard into Song Ge's abdomen!
Seeing that he had stabbed someone, the crazy man burst into laughter and stabbed in again forcefully.
Suddenly, blood gushed out. Large patches of blood - red flowers bloomed under Song Ge, staining the floor beneath her red.
Song Ge fell to the floor weakly. Her once - lively little face quickly lost its color. She stared blankly at the safe Zhai Cheng. Her pink lips moved, and blood slowly flowed from the corner of her mouth.
It was the first time Song Ge had seen so much blood. Her beautiful eyes were empty. She covered her abdomen painfully. The dagger... was still stuck in her abdomen. The pain numbed her whole body. Even taking a breath was full of pain.
"Hahaha!" The crazy man laughed triumphantly. He danced and jumped on the spot, as if celebrating his victory.
Seeing that the crazy man seemed to have killed someone, the on - lookers let out shrill screams. Like a flock of frightened birds, they scurried away in all directions while screaming.
"Song Ge!" Zhai Cheng's pupils trembled slightly. He stood there in shock. The person in front of him had blocked this disaster for him, been attacked by the crazy man, and taken the knife for him!
And just a second ago, he had told her not to worry...
This scene was deeply imprinted in Zhai Cheng's black eyes. Anger and heartache suddenly welled up in his heart. Zhai Cheng roared and kicked the still - laughing crazy man away.
The crazy man was like a broken - string kite, falling heavily on the floor not far away, lying there like a grotesque creature.
"Security guards! Come quickly!" The assistant shouted in a hurry. The security guards not far away rushed over.
The security guards surrounded the crazy man on the floor. In a few seconds, they overpowered him, pressed him hard to the ground, and tied him up tightly with a very thick rope.