Boss's Sweet Secretary

She started to call him like this ten years ago. At the time, Hans's biological mother, Alice, had passed away for more than half a year. His father's new wife, Stephanie, brought Jennifer into their family. It

seemed that there was nothing worthy of criticism.

He just came back from abroad because of his mother's illness and gradually took over his family business. He had a few properties that his mother had bought for him, so he did not have to live with his father. He was not interested in Stephanie or her daughter. In general, he had no opinions on his father's personal life.

The only interaction he had with Jennifer in the first year was when he had to go to the family house every weekend for a family dinner. They had to pretend to be a happy family to make his grandmother happy.

When his father first introduced Stephanie and Jennifer to him, he had just finished a project in the company with some achievements. So he was in a good mood. When he saw this innocent girl who was completely different from Stephanie, he felt a little something.

"Hans, she is your Aunt Stephanie's daughter, Jennifer. She will be your sister in the future. You should take good care of her."

"Call him brother."

"He didn't even agree yet, it's not proper."

This was what Jennifer said while twisting the corner of her school uniform jacket. It was also the first time he heard her speak. Her voice was sweet and tender.

Hans's father laughed, which was a rare sight to see as far as Hans could remember, so Hans was secretly surprised. He was amused by Jennifer's sensibility.

"Hans, don't mind her. My daughter has always been shy since she was a child..."

A few days after Stephanie said that, Hans drove to his grandmother house for a Saturday night dinner. As soon as he entered the door, he was scared by a white object falling from a persimmon tree by the door.

Jennifer patted her back clean and stood up from the ground. Jennifer was stunned for a moment when she saw Hans, then she opened her hand and handed him a huge persimmon. The bright orange persimmon in her hand looked like crystal.

"Hey, do you want one? This is the biggest one."

His pale face slowly reddened, and the corner of his mouth slowly curved into a smile. His voice was gentle with a hint of playfulness. "My name is not Hey..."

In the following year, they met up more and more. Somehow, Jennifer became his shadow, following him everywhere and chattering away, calling him Hansy non-stop.

He lived alone outside, so she always came up with an excuse to visit and pester him. He would often smell the food when he came back home. He didn't even know how she managed to get the password for his door.

"You made that?"

"I made the cucumber salad, and my mother and maid made the rest. I was afraid that you will find it a hassle if I invite you over for dinner, so I brought the food to you. Come and have some, Hansy. It's getting cold."

After a few bites, he found her salivating beside him. "Have you eaten yet?"

She shook her head expectantly. "I was afraid that the food will get cold, so I came in a hurry and haven't eaten..."

"Then you should hurry home for dinner."

He said emotionlessly without a hint of empathy.

Hans left home in his teens and lived alone for many years. It was a little difficult for him to say something warm.

However, when he saw Jennifer walk to the door dejectedly, he suddenly felt sympathy in his heart.

"Don't send the food over tomorrow. It's not far away, I will have the meal back home."

Therefore, after many years of not experiencing the happy family atmosphere, Hans got to be a good son for several years, thanks to Jennifer. Although his relationship with his father was not very close, it was much better than before where they would only talk about work.

Later on, when he got used to having dinner at home, he would sometimes stay overnight when there was a thunderstorm. He would flip through her notes and homework. Seeing that she would make a lot of mistakes and was even bad at simple math, he would leave a correction on the side, plus a note. "I will feel ashamed if others know that you are my sister."

But how did it end up like this?

Suddenly, a car honked from behind and the noise woke Jennifer up from her deep slumber in the passenger seat. She looked out of the window and asked, "Have we arrived yet?"

Hans instantly returned to his usual cold self. "What? Do you want me to send you straight to the door so that others will know that we are related?"

Jennifer's face froze. "I didn't mean that..."

"Get off the car then and come to the office within five minutes. If you are late for even one second, you will have to bear the consequences." Hans's order was like a deadly curse. Jennifer reflexively got out of the car without any hesitation and ran all the way to the office on high heels.

Hans would have to drive to the company and park his car at the underground parking lot. By the time he took an elevator to the office, it would probably be more than five minutes. Jennifer looked at her watch while counting down the red lights. The moment it turned green, she darted like an arrow leaving a bow, which surprised the old lady beside her.

She reached the office in six minutes and seventeen seconds. Jane from finance was at the secretary's office holding a stack of documents when she saw Jennifer. "Hey, Secretary Jennifer, you are here. Can you help me send this to Mr. Hans to sign..."

"You can just leave it on my table." After saying this, Jennifer scurried past her.

The president's office door opened and closed again. There was no one else in it except for James, who was changing the water dispenser. Hans's seat was empty too, so obviously he had not arrived yet. Jennifer breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the water dispenser feeling thirsty. "Fortunately..."

James didn't ask her what she meant by that. It was not the first time she had rushed here in such a hurry. He poured a glass of water and handed it to Jennifer. "I just changed it, the water is not hot yet, I hope you don't mind."

"Thank you."

She gulped down a large glass of cold water.

"You're welcome. The news..."

Before James could finish speaking, the voice at the door of the president's office interrupted him.

"Mr. Hans, you're here. Please have a look at the quarterly finance report and sign it."

"Have you shown it to Secretary Jennifer yet?" Hans's tone was cold and indifferent.

Each department should hand over their documents to Jennifer to have a look before it was delivered to Hans. She would make notes of the key points in order to be more efficient, which was the company's rule.

"Exactly... I wanted to give her the document just now but she ignored me. After all, she worked directly under you. She is always busy so she doesn't care about us lowly employees. We can only do everything ourselves..."

The door of the president's office was not closed, so Jennifer heard every word. She frowned and threw the paper cup into the trash can. As James looked at her embarrassingly, she stepped on her high heels and headed for the door.

If they want to say something bad about her, they should do it behind her back. She was not deaf.