"There's really no way to deal with this sister of mine," Jing Yiting said, rubbing his aching forehead.
After a big fight with their father, his sister hadn't come home all night. Their father was so worried that he couldn't eat or sleep, even calling the publishing house to cry to him for over an hour. One could only imagine how much tears and snot were involved on the other end of the line.
When pressed about where she stayed last night, she mumbled something about sleeping over at a friend's house, her cheeks slightly flushed. He couldn't help but be suspicious. However, he decided not to delve deeper into her overnight stay; instead, he was more concerned about her purpose for coming to the publishing house today.
She said she wanted to work at the publishing house.
Jing Yiting sighed heavily again. It wasn't that he underestimated his sister's ability to be an editor; it was just that she was notoriously fickle, easily swept away by enthusiasm for a new idea. Once her passion faded, she would abandon it halfway.
She had always been like this—whether it was learning piano or ballet, or even when she whimsically decided to read a set of classic literature, she would initially stick with it for a while before losing interest and dropping it altogether.
Fortunately, her capriciousness hadn't affected her studies. But she had just returned from studying abroad; why did she suddenly want to become an editor?
Editing was not an easy job. Unfortunately, his sister's stubbornness couldn't be dismissed with just a few words. So he thought it might be best for her to experience some hardships to dissuade her from pursuing this path.
Knock knock—
Jing Yiting looked up at the man who entered after knocking and said in a low voice, "Rofeide, do you know why I called you in here?"
Rofeide stiffened, a bead of cold sweat trickling down his forehead. Could it be that the Editor-in-Chief knew about what he had done last night?
"Editor-in-Chief, I..."
"Don't say anything, I already know."
He knows?! Does that mean he's doomed this time? Rofeide looked worried, preparing to confess to the Chief Editor, but he didn't expect the Editor-in-Chief to say something like this.
"Tingting caused you some trouble on the plane earlier; I'm sorry about that."
Oh, so that's what this is about...
"Starting today, I'm assigning Tingting to be your intern editor. I hope you won't hold the past against her."
"Wait! Editor-in-Chief, what did you just say?" Seeing the Chief Editor's calm demeanor, it was as if he had just tossed him not a hot potato but a ball of cotton.
Rofeide felt confused and shot a pleading look at the Chief Editor, who returned the gaze with an intensity that demanded submission.
After several minutes of silent staring contest, the Chief Editor finally seemed to reveal a hint of understanding.
"If you can't even handle a newcomer, then I won't force you," he said. Deeply affected by those words, Rofeide stepped out of the Editor-in-Chief's office with a heavy heart.
From then on, the Editorial Department gained a new flower—Jing Tingting, with her innocent and lively personality, quickly won over everyone in the department. Even the often fiery president was revitalized under her "Brother Cheng Xiao's" influence, shining like a dazzling gas canister in spring.
Rofeide knew very well how smooth-talking this girl was; hardly anyone could refuse her. Yet he couldn't bring himself to feel any affection for her!
Because he simply couldn't understand how a girl could be so brazen as to continue occupying his big bed!
The apartment was clearly filled with her personal belongings: a toothbrush, cosmetics, and women's doll shoes. She even casually lounged on his sofa in her pajamas, watching idol dramas! Hey, why doesn't the Chief Editor bring his sister home? Doesn't his family care at all?!
And that "Nanny," Rofeide, who seemed to worry more than the Jing family, always found himself at a loss whenever he needed to kick someone out. The other party always managed to hit his soft spot perfectly.
Jing Tingting's eyes were brimming with tears, trembling as she said, "Since Rofeide Director dislikes me so much, I guess I’ll just have to move in with my brother. Don’t worry, I won’t seek revenge, nor will I sue you in the People's Court for taking advantage of me. After all, we all make mistakes sometimes..."
Mistakes... Rofeide felt like his head was about to explode. He pressed Jing Tingting back onto the sofa as she tried to get up to leave, twitching his lips as he said, "Miss Jing, stay as long as you want. Just remember to let me know when you get tired of this living situation."
In the end, a tearful man wrapped himself in a thin blanket and went to sleep on the floor.
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