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Nineteen-Year-Old Girl Enters My Life as Executive Secretary
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She sat next to me, her hands resting on her knees, her head lowered and silent.
I turned my head to look at my busy husband in the kitchen, a wave of confusion rising within me.
"What is going on?" I asked him in a hushed voice.
"Don't worry about it."
Is he protecting her?
I sat up stiffly.
That's just how he is—always self-righteous, never decisive, and bound to face chaos as a result.
I turned my head to glance at the kitchen again before looking back at her, contemplating what to do. "Hey, what's your name?" I asked tentatively.
"Su Mu," she replied, her voice very soft and slightly trembling.
"How old are you?" I inquired.
"Nineteen," she answered, still quiet but noticeably more composed than before.
"Who else is at home?" I asked again.
"I have no family," she said, lowering her head even further.
"Where are your parents?" I tried to make my tone as gentle as possible.
"They're not here..." Her voice was quieter, but still clear.
"Are you sure?" I seemed a bit skeptical.
She nodded.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
She looked up at me, her eyes red, like a frightened little deer.
2
I am a straightforward woman, and I approach relationships with honesty. If one day my husband stops loving me, even if it means leaving with nothing, I would cut ties completely.
But with Su Mu, I sensed there was more to the story.
This little girl appeared fragile, as if she could be blown over by a gust of wind.
She didn't seem like someone with a lot of ulterior motives.
But people are often not what they seem on the surface.
There was a door between the kitchen and the living room, so I closed it and went to the kitchen to discuss things further with my husband.
3
"Is there really nothing you want to say to me?" I softened my voice.
My husband's mind is not on cooking; he knows that I have already seen through the situation.
"This girl, I want to keep her by my side! Starting tomorrow, I will arrange for her to intern at the company!" My husband spoke decisively, but this girl, Su Mu, has no diploma and barely knows a few words. He ignored these facts.
He said, "Our company embraces ideals and ventures into the world. Education and knowledge are not the main focus for us; what matters most is that a person is down-to-earth. I see that Su Mu is a very genuine girl, and the company is willing to give her a chance!"
I asked, "What position do you plan to arrange for her?"
My husband replied, "The Executive Secretary Office has an opening for a clerk to handle emails and manage documents!"
I gasped in shock. Nineteen years old, as an Executive Secretary?
I did not confront him on the spot but chose to observe the situation.
My husband arranged a room for Su Mu at home, right next to ours.
He had spent several weeks decorating that room, which now looked like a perfect princess pink room.
He also bought over a dozen dresses and suits. I thought it was for his little sister's daughter coming over, given how serious he was about it.
I never expected it was for Su Mu.
I felt a rush of blood flowing backward; a shocking thought flashed through my mind. I knew that a woman's intuition is always correct.
My husband is cheating!
5
“Mu Mu, come over for dinner. We have your favorite sweet and sour fish, and sweet and sour pork too!”
My husband called out to Su Mu, forgetting that I don’t eat sweet and sour dishes!
Su Mu cautiously leaned over the dining table, stealing a glance at me, a smug look flashing in her eyes that made my heart race. She’s only nineteen!
My husband kept serving her food, encouraging her to eat more, while I felt like air in their eyes.
But at this moment, how could I give in?
I absolutely cannot let my husband enjoy himself!
6
I sat down and placed my bowl in front of my husband. “Honey, I want fish and meat. Hurry up and serve me!”
My husband glanced at me, frowning slightly, while Su Mu looked up at him with hopeful eyes. I smiled, unaffected. “Honey, come on! You know I love the dishes you make!”
He paused for a moment before hurriedly serving me several pieces of sweet and sour fish, reminding me, “Look at how greedy you are! Su Mu is our guest; can’t you be a little more polite?”
I couldn’t care less about their flirtation in front of me. A woman must be fierce to secure her position; if I placed my future solely in my husband’s hands, my value would be too limited.
“I’m just supporting the dishes my husband makes; how is that being impolite?” I winked at him and then enthusiastically served him some food.
Su Mu didn’t expect my attitude. Of course, I wouldn’t let her enjoy herself in front of my husband.
After dinner, I hugged my husband, and the two of us washed the dishes together. Su Mu stayed in the living room, watching us busy in the kitchen, and I smiled.
"Honey, I want to eat some fruit, but we're out! Can you please go buy some?"
I clung to my husband and deliberately acted cute in front of Su Mu, causing her expression to darken.
That wasn't my intention.
My husband couldn't resist my coaxing and finally took off his apron. "Little glutton, what time is it? You want watermelon? It's spring; it's not easy to find watermelon now!"
Of course, I knew it was hard to get watermelon at this time of year. I just wanted Su Mu to see how my husband felt about me. I pouted at him, "No, no! I want watermelon! You have to buy it for me!"
My husband couldn't take it anymore and hurriedly grabbed his phone before rushing out of the house.
This was the perfect opportunity for me to be alone with Su Mu.
I needed to lay everything on the table!
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