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"Woo woo woo..." Wen Changqing's voice, like silver bells, cried out in a heart-wrenching manner, as if autumn winds had scattered a ground full of sorrow and solitude. Her body trembled slightly with her sobs, evoking a sense of pity in those who looked upon her.
"Alright, alright, stop crying," Lin Chen gently patted Wen Changqing's shoulder, but only her shoulder, his face showing a hint of helplessness and embarrassment.
Yet Wen Changqing was relentless. She suddenly pulled Lin Chen's arms towards her, half-forcing him to embrace her, and coquettishly said, "You have to comfort me... I was so scared just now... Woo..."
Scared? Lin Chen inwardly scoffed. When she was cursing the president as someone who was always on the receiving end, she didn't even take a breath. Now she says she's scared? This was clearly taking advantage of him! Lin Chen extended his long finger and firmly poked Wen Changqing's forehead. Sure enough, this impure-minded woman was drooling, her eyes fixed hungrily on the collarbone visible beneath his clothing, as if she had spotted some rare treasure.
"The one who wants to cry the most is me," Lin Chen thought bitterly, feeling that all the courage he had in this life had been spent on dealing with the leadership at the publishing house.
First, he had threatened the president not to retaliate against Wen Changqing for personal grievances by firing her, leveraging his identity as the savior of the president's mother. This had infuriated the president so much that before storming out, she had left him with a harsh remark: "Then I'll just fire you." The look of rage and the flush on her face made Lin Chen's heart skip a beat.
Second, he had left a day's worth of work undone—neither urging for submissions nor proofreading—and had shamelessly told the Editor-in-Chief, "I guarantee I'll collect all of teacher Wen's manuscripts by the fifteenth of this month." But when he learned that Wen Changqing had only completed ten drawings, his face turned pale instantly; he felt like crying as he clung to the Editor-in-Chief's legs begging for forgiveness, his body trembling slightly.
Third, he decided to show off his masculinity to the women in the Editorial Department. When his colleagues dumped their tedious tasks on him while nitpicking at everything he did, he mustered up the courage to retort with "Can't you do it yourself?" This only led to a new round of teasing from all his colleagues: "Oh Xiao Linlin, you really are gentle even when cursing; no wonder you're our flower in the Editorial Department!" The laughter from his female colleagues made Lin Chen feel even more embarrassed.
He really didn't want to live anymore; he even started seriously considering resigning.
However, he couldn't help but feel that all of this was worth it—especially when he heard Wen Changqing say that he was her man. He liked that affirmation so much. If he had to label himself with something exclusive, he hoped it would be that he belonged to Wen Changqing. With this thought in mind, a smile unconsciously crept onto his lips and a faint blush appeared on his face.
"Xiao Linlin, you're the model for this new issue's male lead," a female colleague cheerfully handed him a comic book.
"Rabbit Editor, Don't Worry"? What a bizarre title! Not only was he the model for the male lead; even the male lead's name was Lin Chen! What on earth? Lin Chen quickly skimmed through all the comics; various suggestive scenes made his capillaries swell with embarrassment. His face turned bright red—this kind of boys' love comic was worlds apart from the action-packed anime they handled in the Editorial Department. When he saw the male lead push down the comic's version of Lin Chen, thoughts of wanting to end it all began to sprout repeatedly in his mind. The male lead's name remained unchanged: Cheng Xiao is coming.
"What on earth is going on?!" Lin Chen exclaimed, his eyes wide with disbelief. He felt like he could die right there, gripping the comic book tightly in his hands, his knuckles turning white from the pressure.
"Huh? You didn't know? That's just another pen name of teacher Wen for her BL comics," a female colleague shot him a disdainful glance. Meanwhile, another wave of commotion erupted in the Editorial Department, mixed with the shrill howls of excitement from the women there. They laughed uncontrollably, some even slapping the table and stomping their feet.
Lin Chen's face turned crimson with anger as he stormed toward Wen Changqing like an enraged lion. He snatched the sample copy from her hands and furiously tore it into shreds before throwing the pieces into the trash can. His chest heaved violently as he gasped for breath.
But who knew that wildfires could never be extinguished? The women led by Wen Changqing somehow pulled out another new issue, flashing him a wicked smile filled with provocation and triumph.
"Who reviewed this manuscript?! It should be at the top of the list of four pests for being indecent and deserving of punishment!" Lin Chen roared, his voice echoing throughout the Editorial Department.
Just as Lin Chen's roar faded, the Editor-in-Chief smiled ominously and said, "That would be me. Do you have any objections?"
"No... ugh..." Lin Chen deflated like a punctured balloon, his body slumping down as despair and helplessness filled his eyes.
He silently lamented in his heart: Who could grant him a knife? This time, he was truly determined to give up on life!
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