Assistant? ???
Boss, the Vice President is eyeing your position. Don't you feel any sense of crisis? You're barely showing up to work.
Indeed, infatuation isn't exclusive to women; men can be just as susceptible.
But the assistant only dared to think these things silently, not speak them aloud.
"Boss, the company's annual meeting is in a week?"
"I will attend. You may leave if there's nothing else."
As soon as Fu Yan Ting finished speaking, Yan Xi emerged from the car after changing.
The assistant was stunned.
Before, Madam had a fresh, innocent look. Though the clothes she was wearing earlier were a bit tattered, they couldn't conceal her ethereal charm.
Now, after changing into haute couture, she looked like a completely different person. Her delicate face, though unadorned by makeup, possessed a different kind of static beauty.
The outfit suited Yan Xi as if it were tailor-made for her.
It truly proved the saying, "Buddhas rely on gold plating, people rely on clothes."
Seeing the assistant's gaze fixed on Yan Xi, Fu Yan Ting frowned in displeasure and asked, "Do you need something else?"
The assistant suddenly realized his lapse in composure, quickly apologized to Fu Yan Ting, and then left in a flustered manner.
After the assistant departed, Fu Yan Ting looked at Yan Xi, his brow furrowed.
What kind of outfit was this?
It was form-fitting, and more importantly, the dress was off-the-shoulder, exposing Yan Xi's fair skin.
Thinking of the assistant's gaze earlier, Fu Yan Ting suddenly felt displeased.
Yan Xi sensed Fu Yan Ting's bad mood and cautiously asked, "Don't I look good in this outfit?"
This dress was from SU, a women's fashion house. Their clothes had a distinctive characteristic: bold, vibrant colors, often clashing, yet they were all haute couture.
It wasn't something you could buy simply with money; you needed both wealth and influence to acquire their high-end pieces.
Today, the dress Yan Xi was wearing, though it looked ordinary, was a bold clash of red and green.
The exterior was red, with ruffles at the hem that split up to the hips. Beneath, however, was a layer of green traditional inner garment.
Of course, the dress could be worn inside out, with the green showing on the outside. In that case, it would resemble a modified cheongsam.
Yan Xi hadn't looked in the mirror and didn't know how good she looked in it.
However, she really liked it.
But seeing Fu Yan Ting's expression, Yan Xi became unsettled, as if the dress wasn't as good as she imagined.
Fu Yan Ting didn't answer Yan Xi's question. Instead, he took off his suit jacket and draped it over her.
Yan Xi was 1.65 meters tall, while Fu Yan Ting was 1.89 meters.
Although Yan Xi had a tall frame, when she wore Fu Yan Ting's jacket, it still felt a bit large.
The suit jacket perfectly covered Yan Xi's shoulders and hips.
Fu Yan Ting then nodded with satisfaction.
To Yan Xi's bewilderment, Fu Yan Ting explained with a straight face, "You can't appear in court dressed like that. This case is already unfavorable to you. If you show up dressed like that, people's spit could drown you. Besides, this isn't a place where pure reason always prevails."
Hearing Fu Yan Ting's explanation, Yan Xi found some logic in it.
In reality, Fu Yan Ting didn't want Yan Xi's beauty to be exposed to others.
If he could, he would have preferred Yan Xi to leave her face at home and only take her brain out.
Thus, Fu Yan Ting led Yan Xi by the hand to court. Zheng Ze Min was pacing anxiously. He had already stalled for a considerable amount of time, and he had no idea when Fu Yan Ting and Yan Xi would arrive.
The onlookers, and even the judge, were becoming impatient.
Even with Zheng Ze Min's impressive legal skills and his acquaintance with the judge, he couldn't keep them waiting indefinitely.
Fortunately, just as Zheng Ze Min was breaking out in a sweat, Fu Yan Ting appeared, holding Yan Xi's hand.
Zheng Ze Min's eyes lit up when he saw Yan Xi.
Although Yan Xi's dress was paired with sneakers, and her hair was tied in a ponytail instead of being left loose, her attire seemed somewhat out of place.
However, Yan Xi's outstanding temperament compensated for it.
Even dressed in a mismatched way, her beauty was not diminished.
The moment people saw Yan Xi, they were captivated by her beauty, and had no mind to notice whether her shoes or hairstyle were coordinated.
Zheng Ze Min remembered their university days. Yan Xi always dressed simply. Compared to other female students who liked to wear makeup and go on dates with their boyfriends, Yan Xi would typically wear a white dress or jeans with a high ponytail. She would spend her time studying in the classroom, or if she wasn't there, she would be working part-time.
Then, looking at Fu Yan Ting behind Yan Xi, he was tightly holding Yan Xi's hand, as if afraid of losing her.
Zheng Ze Min's gaze dimmed.
Yan Xi and Fu Yan Ting returned to their seats.
Everyone started whispering.
Although they didn't mention names, Yan Xi somehow felt that they were talking about her.
Yan Xi didn't turn around, but she could feel the stares fixed on her. Her face felt hot, as if she had been slapped.
Fu Yan Ting suddenly leaned closer to Yan Xi and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, we will prove your innocence."
For some reason, after hearing Fu Yan Ting's words, Yan Xi felt an inexplicable sense of security.
Perhaps Yan Xi had always been at a disadvantage.
No one believed Yan Xi, and Fu Yan Ting's sudden words gave her a great deal of security.
Yan Xi looked at Fu Yan Ting and nodded earnestly.
The trial officially began. Zheng Ze Min glared at the defendant's side and asked three consecutive questions.
However, the defendant side skillfully answered all of them.
Yan Xi felt a vague sense of unease. Would it be like last time?
The situation was the same last time, and Yan Xi was truly worried.
This trial was unfolding just like the last one, and Yan Xi might not be able to clear her name.
Yan Xi was truly terrified; she desperately didn't want to relive her past life.
Where she was afraid to go out every day, hiding in corners, letting everyone point fingers at her.
Fu Yan Ting knew what Yan Xi was worried about. He didn't speak, but he held Yan Xi's hand tightly, his broad palm giving her great strength.
Yan Xi raised her eyes and met Fu Yan Ting's gaze. For some reason, Yan Xi suddenly felt secure.
Although Fu Yan Ting hadn't said a word to Yan Xi in court, she understood from his eyes that he was telling her not to worry, and that they would win.
Thus, Yan Xi stood quietly beside Fu Yan Ting, saying nothing.
Looking at Zheng Ze Min, even though the defendant side had answered all his questions, he remained calm and unhurried.