The CEO’s Pet Cat

Asher, utterly speechless, stopped talking to the secretary and went straight out of the room, intending to go next door to check on the man who was probably half dead from this unscrupulous secretary’s tossing and turning.

Before leaving the door Asher coldly demanded, “Take a little time to clean yourself up first, don’t go out with this respectable look and say you’re from my Sakura Shang Group.”

Leaving the secretary in the room wailing that Asher had crossed the river and abandoned him and disliked him and so on and so forth.

The key to the next door had just been given to him by the secretary, the room was not much smaller than Asher’s, it was the vice president’s office, but the vice president was nowhere to be found, so the secretary had fully utilized the room for his own use as an office.

Asher opened the door to the room and didn’t hear any movement in the house, not even a sign that anyone had moved around, he walked inside and still no one was there.

Asher frowned and quickly made his way to the cubicle, fearing that the man had escaped, but the scene before him made him sigh with relief and cry, not realizing that the man who had been captured was so nervous that he was lying asleep right there on the bed in the cubicle.

Asher deliberately made a little noise, trying to get the soundly sleeping man in the bed to wake up automatically, but he had clearly underestimated how relaxed the man was, and until he reached the bed, the man was still making little light snores and sleeping through the night.

Asher shouts, “Hey.”

The noise was quite loud and finally woke the man in the bed, he opened his dazed eyes, scanned the interior, then saw Asher and immediately came to his senses and said, “Oh, you’re here.”

Asher looked at him a little strangely, he had a strange feeling when faced with this man, the man’s face didn’t resemble his at all, but his body shape was very similar and, when the man had just opened his mouth, he might have deliberately changed his voice to sound exactly like Asher’s own.

Asher knew the man was doing it on purpose, he closed the door to the inner room behind him and sat down in the chair by the door, looking at the man who was still scattered and taking his time on the bed and said, “Since you’re here and still sleeping so leisurely, you must have made up your mind, so are you going to come clean with me voluntarily, or am I going to have to take some measures?”

The man on the bed laughed bitterly, “I know how cold-blooded you are, and since I’ve been found, I’m not thinking of running away again, so whatever you want to know, just ask.”

Asher was so pleased with his attitude that his mood cheered up and his tone couldn’t help but relax, “You just tell me the truth about what happened five years ago, and of course you can’t leave after that, there are other things you need to do, but you’ll be treated very well.”

The man looked down and fiddled with his fingers, hesitated for a long time, stood up first, turned to Asher, and said, “I suppose the man who brought me here before has told you everything, right? You must hear me out again, don’t get tired of it.”

The corner of Asher’s mouth twitched a little, he thought that the secretary was likely obeying the law of things being what they are, by being able to find this man so quickly, the man seemed as out of touch as the secretary.

“Go ahead and say yours, I naturally have my own judgement and must be honest, you see I’m notorious now and don’t mind doing something to make my reputation even worse.” Asher’s speech was smooth, his tone light, but he was actually still laughing bitterly in his heart, cursing himself for being so stupid before that he could trust that woman Nina.

The man whose back resembled Asher’s sat back down on the edge of the bed and told Asher the events of five years ago very precisely and truthfully again, only a little impatiently.

Asher was mentally figuring out how to explain this to Mia when his phone rang.

It’s usually no good when the phone rings these days, and Asher apprehensively picks it up, and sure enough it’s bad news again: Lena has slit her wrists and killed herself.

The call was from Grandpa Jun, and Grandpa Jun’s voice on the phone was violent and irresistible, and Asher, knowing his grandfather, knew that if he didn’t comply with his wishes this time, there was a good chance that Grandpa Jun would die alive.

The Jun family are such strong people that they don’t allow others to disobey their orders in general, and this is evident in both Grandpa Jun and Asher.

Asher obliges Grandpa Jun’s request for him to visit Lena at the hospital, not because he’s willing to do exactly what Grandpa Jun says, but because Asher happens to have plans to go after Lena.

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When Asher arrived at the ward, the entrance to the ward was already like a flag-raising in Tiananmen Square, and there was no place to stay.

Asher managed to get the crowd to give him a congenial path to the door of the ward by forcefulness, only to be stopped by two exasperated men.

It was Lena’s parents who stopped him, Lena’s father’s aged and wise eyes glared straight at Asher and his tone was very strong, “Get out of here, you don’t have to care about my daughter, Lena the last person she wants to see right now is you!”

You could tell that Riina’s parents were really sad, Asher saw that Riina’s mother’s eyes were already swollen with tears, and the anger he just had because he wanted to settle the score with Riina was immediately cut in half, but out of Grandpa Jun’s orders, he still insisted, “I came to visit her and will not do any harm to her, please let me in. ”

Riina’s father raised his hand to strike Asher, but Asher dodged it with agility, being a young man after all, his reaction time was not comparable to that of an older man like Riina’s father, he frowned and asked, “What do you mean by that?”

Riina’s father angrily yelled down, “You dare to beat up my daughter at a press conference, naturally I, as a father, will help him fight back!”

Asher pursed his lips and turned straight back to walk away, he could see that it was useless to say more, today so many people were watching, and there were Lena’s parents, Lanze, Ken and the others could not force their way into the ward, and if they wanted to settle accounts with Lena, they could only do so on another day.

After coming out of the hospital, Asher thought about it and decided to visit Mia first, one, because he wanted to explain to her properly after they had both calmed down for such a long time, and two, because Asher’s thoughts about her were aching to the marrow after not seeing her for such a long time.

At this late hour, Mia was bound to be at her own home, and Asher had the driver drop himself off at Mia’s door, and waved the driver back; he had an imperative to make sure that Mia and he made up on this business today.

After all, the events of five years ago had come to a good end, and he’d been able to give Mia the perfect explanation.

Gently knocking on the door, it was opened by the maid, Asher ignored the maid’s flowery eyes and walked straight in, only to be greeted by a scene that put the frail body in a trance.

Asher growled, “Mia, what are you doing?!” A gush of soreness welled up from his heart and Asher staggered two steps, overwhelmed with disappointment and sadness at the way the person he had longed for was now behaving.

In fact, this is purely because Asher cares too much about Mia, Mia’s behavior is not really out of the ordinary, she is just wearing a short silk pajamas nestled in Namgung’s arms watching TV, only because both of them are only wearing pajamas, this scene looks very exciting for Asher.

Mia lightly shook the glass of red wine in her hand and rubbed herself into Namgung’s arms again, looking at Asher disdainfully out of the corner of her eye as she asked, “You barged into my house in the middle of the night yelling and asking me what I was doing? What I’m doing is just the most normal thing, where did I sully your old eyes?”

Asher radiated a cold air that could almost freeze the room into a refrigerator as he asked through gritted teeth, “What happened with you and him?”

Mia took a light sip of her drink, the residual liquor on her sweet red lips made her look very sexy, she raised her hand to lightly caress Nangong’s cheek and said, “What’s supposed to happen happened ah.”

Asher stormed off, not noticing the silence and complicated look that Nangong asked the whole time.

Mia snapped her features and said, “Do you want me to call the police? The charge of trespassing could smear your Master Asher’s reputation even more, so why don’t you just get yourself out now.”

Asher half-bent down, his right hand over the spot of his heart, turned and staggered a step towards the door, feeling as if an invisible hand had squeezed his heart tightly, his heart ached beyond words, and as if a piece had pierced it, and a whirling cold wind had poured in, bringing with it an infinite emptiness and sadness.

Asher’s dedicated driver has pulled away, he won’t show up without a summons from Asher, who wanders the night-lit streets, his mind blank, unable to make sense of his thoughts, all he can think about over and over again is the scene from earlier.

Before he knew it Asher was on the busiest street in the night, fronted by towering commercial houses, and he wandered over to a familiar looking building and mindlessly walked inside.

It was a nightclub frequented by businessmen, and the entrance fee was frighteningly high, but Asher had patronized it a few times when he was talking business, and his reputation was so well known that he was immediately recognized upon entering.

The welcoming lady bent respectfully, her brittle voice tickling the ears, “Welcome, Master Jun inside.”

With the Sakura Shang Group still to come, Asher is still the scene-stealing Master Jun and this nightclub will naturally be very welcoming to him.

The lobby manager himself came to greet this rare guest, “Master Jun inside, what do you want to play?”

Asher said coldly, “Wine, give me some wine.”

He desperately needed the spicy liquor to calm the pain in his heart, and now he had to follow the example of all those whose lives were not as good as they should be, to drown their sorrows in wine, though he was simply disillusioned with his love affairs.