The Rest Of My Life Is For You

One white vase was enough for his heart to bleed. If she broke another inkstone, he may just die there and then!

Jia Yi did not dare to show a hint of disrespect towards Nian Xiaomu. He stared at the inkstone pitifully.

"Vice-President Nian, we can discuss it! Can you place the inkstone down first?"

All he asked was that his precious collection is saved.

"I have finished what I want to say. Do you still have anything to add?" Nian Xiaomu threw the inkstone between her hands.

Jia Yi almost went crazy.

His heart jumped out when he saw the inkstone almost dropped.

He knew that Nian Xiaomu wanted the data for Project No.3. He calmed her down quickly.

"I will do it as soon as possible. I will fill in all the missing information and data and bring the file to your office."

"By this afternoon?" As Nian Xiaomu spoke, she threw the inkstone from her right hand to her left hand.

Her left hand was still injured, she pulled her shoulder and the inkstone fell straight onto the floor.

A corner of it broke off.

"My inkstone!" Jia Yi wailed painfully.

He picked up the inkstone from the floor and was about to flare up. Then, he realized that Nian Xiaomu had picked up the last item on his shelf.

Something in Jia Yi's brain snapped.

He stared at the fan in her hand. The words on the fan were written personally in inkstone. He bought it with an enormous amount of money and it was his favorite!

It was also the most expensive one!

Nian Xiaomu held the fan in her hand and opened it up. She looked at it and smiled.

"The words on the fan are so pretty, one would have thought it was real!"

"…" It was real!

Jia Yi didn't even dare to breathe loudly when the fan was in Nian Xiaomu's hands. He answered immediately.

"Don't worry Vice-President Nian. I will call the colleagues in the department and tell them to hand you the information before the afternoon. There won't be anything missing in it!"

"Well, thank you Manager Jia." Nian Xiaomu closed the fan and smiled.

Jia Yi stared at the fan in hand and held his breath. "No, no, no. It is my job."

Who said that the new Vice-President was a newbie and easy to manipulate?

She was a monster!

Before he could teach Nian Xiaomu who was in charge, he was already on the verge of fainting…

He did not dare to delay any further and called the marketing department for the information to be sent to Nian Xiaomu.

He hung up and looked at Nian Xiaomu.

"Vice-President Nian, I have done everything you asked me to. Do you have any other matters…"

All Jia Yi wanted was for Nian Xiaomu to leave.

Nian Xiaomu nodded satisfyingly and left.

She walked a few steps and Jia Yi shouted anxiously. "My fan!"

"…look at my memory. I almost forgot."

Nian Xiaomu halted and realized that she was still holding onto his fan. She turned. "Take it."

She threw the fan at him.