We Are Meant To Be

Looking at the cell phone ringing, Christy Zhong felt extremely uneasy. But where could she hide? Who would be her umbrella? She had to bear it all by herself. But could she withstand repeated pressure? What if she couldn't bear it? No. It could not be like this. No matter what happened, she would stick to it.

Besides, this was a society that relied on wisdom and tolerance. She believed that things would eventually sort themselves out and would roll with the punches. Christy took a deep breath. She thought for a while, then put James Feng's mobile phone back in his room, and quickly went back to her room to wash and sleep. Only with sufficient energy could be better cope with everything.

Christy thought she would have insomnia. After all, there were a lot of things that happened during the day, and this was a strange bed. She had got used to her bed, so naturally, it was impossible to sleep well But to her surprise, she slept very peacefully, and it was the alarm clock that woke her up.

Maybe she was indeed tired these days. James's attitude seemed satisfactory last night.

She came to James's room. He had gotten up. He wore clean and comfortable sportswear that looked stylish and readied to go out for exercise.

"You go with me," James ordered coldly.

Ah?! Christy was completely unprepared. She only wore relatively neat pajamas. "I... I won't accompany you today, can I?" She said and looked at her clothes. She originally came out to see if James got up. If not, she would wake him up. Or just want to see if he got up on the wrong side of the bed.

James looked at her and said impatiently, "Let's go!"

The boss' orders couldn't be disobeyed. But She couldn't go out like this, so she begged, "Give me a minute!" Christy turned and rushed into the room, giving full play to the style of a tough girl. She put on her sportswear and quickly rushed out, while James was warming up slowly downstairs.

"Mr. Feng. Let's go." Christy said happily. She had such characteristics. Even if she knew that the pain was about to come, she still could live happily in this second.

Life was like this. What should come was always coming. You knew you would be unhappy next second, so why not be as happy as you could in this second? If something was unavoidable, and you were depressed, wasn't it about letting the bad things affected your life in advance?

James's pace was so fast that Christy felt a little unable to keep up. After all, she was still young and could barely keep the same pace as him.

Christy found an opportunity to tell James, "Mr. Feng. Your mother called last night and told you to go home with the child on the weekend, and..." She was out of breath and couldn't go on. Should she tell him about that? She was a little uncertain.

"Say it!" James ordered directly. He hated hesitation the most, and his pace didn't stop at all. He didn't care if Christy could keep up with him. She was supposed to exercise with him, and it was not appropriate to influence his pace for her.

Since she had to say it, Christy took a grip on himself and blurted, "She said that she would come home and talk to me later."

Talked to her? This was ridiculous. Jing Lu just wanted to criticize her, wasn't it?

James glanced at Christy, watching her flushed cheeks, panting like a cow, and said coldly, "Just let her criticize. If you're responsible, push it on me!"

This was also a way to deal with it! After all, it had to be his consent. Or she was afraid the problem would be more serious.

"Okay. Mr. Feng, I will follow this rule." Christy answered loudly.

She indeed couldn't run. James exercised every day. The intensity of his exercise was not something she could follow right away, and she couldn't move forward at all. So she had to shout, "Mr. Feng. Can I wait for you here?"

Excessive exercise would make her unable to work all day. She couldn't let that happen.

"Suit yourself." James ran forward while responding. Getting up early every day to exercise for a while would make him completely excited and full of energy for a day.

Exercise must be done according to one's situation, and it must be done gradually.

Hence, Christy stayed here doing small movements. She stretched her limbs and jumped a few more times. The morning wind blew gently without dew blows, bringing bursts of coolness, which made people feel very comfortable. The exercise made her feel a lot easier. Her mind felt sober, she thought she needed to ask how her massage technique was?

That was a matter of whether she could get a raise or not!

Soon after James came back from running, he saw the slight smile on Christy's face and asked curiously, "What are you so happy about?"

What a strange woman. Christy knew that Jing was coming, and the storm must be waiting for her. Why was she still in the mood to smile so brilliantly?

"Nothing. Mr. Feng. Did you have a good rest last night?" Christy thought she needed a little grounding before asked. Otherwise, it would not be inappropriate to ask directly.

"Well." James only said one word. The last thing he liked was to be asked like this, so his tone suddenly became serious, and said coldly, "Ask them all at once!"

What a bad-tempered president. She only asked two questions, and he turned out to be reluctant.

Of course, Christy had to follow his rhythm and feelings. She said immediately, "Sure. Mr. Feng. I remembered that in the future. I just want to ask about a salary increase, is it true?" That was so cute and funny. She was not crazy, was she?

"Let's discuss after this week's adaptation period," James said indifferently. If others were like her without self-awareness, he literally didn't want to say a word to him. But for some reason, he felt that Christy was not annoying. On the contrary, he felt that she was mostly pure.

Oh. Why was she so stupid? If she couldn't adapt to everything here. How could there be a future?

Seeing her lost look, James ran at a constant speed while comforting, "Remember what I said to you just now. Fighting!"