Jiang Qing was causing a commotion outside. In his office, Si Yuhuan rubbed his aching temples. "Let her in."
After a series of etings, Si Yuhuan’s patience was extrely thin.
"Hmph! Did you hear that? He said to let in!" Jiang Qing arrogantly shoved past Yan Qing, who was trying to block her, and stord in.
"Yuhan, Jian Xi has already divorced you, so why is she still at Haohan Group?" She barged in and imdiately questioned him, adopting an aggressive stance.
For so reason, looking at Jiang Qing, who was bundled up like a zongzi, only made Si Yuhuan’s headache worsen. "Jian Group and Haohan Group have a partnership," he said. "As a representative of Jian Group, it’s necessary for her to stay in the marketing departnt for developnt research. Is there a problem?"
His sharp gaze swept over her.
"But, but..." Jiang Qing choked on her words. "There are so many people at Jian Group, why does it have to be her specifically!"
The thought of Jian Xi’s haughty deanor just monts before made Jiang Qing boil with irritation. She walked over, took Si Yuhuan’s hand, and sobbed pitifully.
"With Jian Xi here, do you know what everyone downstairs is saying about ?"
Si Yuhuan’s dark eyes suddenly flashed with iciness. "You’re badly injured and should be resting at ho, not coming to the Group to listen to people gossip about you."
"Yuhan..." Jiang Qing looked at him, incredulous.
Si Yuhuan said apologetically, "We must prioritize the bigger picture. This is the decision of the company’s board of directors. You can understand that, right?"
Jiang Qing nodded obediently, her face pale. It felt as if a hand were clutching her throat, and she swallowed hard.
Now, she had neither status nor a source of inco. Apart from relying on Si Yuhuan, she had nothing left. "Yuhan, I’m sorry," she said. "I was just too upset about the gossip downstairs. You will marry , right?"
She just wanted an answer. Si Yuhuan hesitated.
Jiang Qing clenched her teeth, pressed a hand to her forehead, and began to feel faint.
Si Yuhuan strode over to her, his voice trembling. "Are you okay?"
Ultimately, he couldn’t bring himself to be heartless and disregard her life and death. Jiang Qing sensed she still had the upper hand. Feigning weakness with a delicate, frail voice, she said, "Yuhan, I’ve troubled you. I’m always thinking about those ethereal, impossible promises. Those were just casual remarks back then. Now that you’re so successful, what right do I have to keep bringing them up!"
She pushed Si Yuhuan away. "I’m sorry, I’m being presumptuous."
"No, it’s not!" Si Yuhuan seed to have made so sort of resolute decision. "After Grandpa wakes up, I will marry you."
Si Yuhuan’s gaze noticeably darkened.
Jiang Qing was ecstatic. Seizing the mont, she pressed, "Really? Then promise , you won’t have any intimate contact with Jian Xi from now on, okay? I’ll get jealous. My heart will ache. I’m truly too selfish; I just want you to be mine alone. Yuhan, I really, really love you so much."
Si Yuhuan pressed his thin lips together.
"Mm."
He had actually agreed! Emotions surged, and Jiang Qing’s eyes brimd with excited tears. "Thank you, Yuhan."
She hugged Si Yuhuan tightly, attempting to kiss him, but he subtly dodged her.
Outside the door, Jian Xi stood not far away, watching the intimate scene between the two.
The heating in the CEO’s office was on, yet the air around Jian Xi felt chillingly stagnant, so oppressive it was hard to breathe. Yan Qing nodded, nervous sweat beading on his forehead. "Madam, aren’t you going in?"
"Don’t call Madam. Call Miss Jian or CEO Jian."
Yan Qing gave a wry smile. Then he heard Jian Xi say sarcastically, "Your Director Si is truly one of a kind. Even in a public place like the company, he doesn’t forget to flirt outrageously with won. His appetite is certainly strong."
DING. The elevator doors opened.
Coincidentally, a group of managers and senior executives were arriving at Si Yuhuan’s office for a eting, and Jian Xi’s words clearly reached everyone’s ears.
When love rivals t, their eyes burned with jealousy. How would Director Si handle this?
Everyone exchanged glances; for a mont, no one knew whether to enter or retreat.
Si Yuhuan heard the voice first. He pushed Jiang Qing away, his gaze landing accurately on Jian Xi.
She must have seen everything.
With an impassive handso face, he raised his hand and beckoned. "Everyone, co in."
Jian Xi’s heart grew cold. This man was so two-faced. Just last night, he had acted so devoted, yet it was rely the possessiveness and control issues of an overbearing man at play.
Between them, there had never been any romantic love from start to finish. She should stop being sentintal. She turned to leave.
"Jian Xi, you co in too."
Yan Qing quickly made a welcoming gesture.
Jian Xi gritted her teeth and stomped her foot as she walked in.
Jiang Qing, beaming with delight, also looked for a place to sit. Jian Xi raised an eyebrow at her. "Aren’t you leaving?"
All eyes once again focused on Jiang Qing.
Jiang Qing seethed with resentnt, feeling her dignity utterly shattered. But rembering Si Yuhuan’s recent promise, she found her courage, lifted her chin, and retorted, "I’m also a mber of Haohan Group. Why can’t I participate? Miss Jian, you’re just a minor sub-manager in the marketing departnt. What right do you have to order around here?"
"I am a manager, part of Haohan Group’s managent. You are an ordinary employee! Miss Jiang, please get your position straight. Your presence here is disrupting our internal operations!"
Jiang Qing’s eyes turned red with anger. "Jian Xi, you’re just targeting ."
"You’re right. So what?" Jian Xi said, giving her an infuriatingly sweet smile.
Jiang Qing turned to Si Yuhuan to complain. "Yuhan, she..."
"ngng, go out."
Jiang Qing’s mind buzzed; she couldn’t believe what she had heard.
Si Yuhuan glanced at Jian Xi, who was smiling with smug satisfaction. "According to Group regulations, you indeed cannot be here. Yan Qing, take Miss Jiang back to rest. She’s injured, so she doesn’t need to co to the Group for work for the next few days."
With so many eyes on her, Jiang Qing couldn’t cause a scene. She clenched her back teeth, glared fiercely at Jian Xi, then turned a pitiful gaze to Si Yuhuan. "Then tonight, I’ll wait for you for dinner."
As if asserting her claim, she spoke without any regard for the others present. Before leaving, as she passed Jian Xi, she warned in a low voice, "Yuhan is only concerned because I was injured testing dicine for Grandpa; that’s why he doesn’t want to co to the Group. Jian Xi, don’t get too pleased with yourself."
"’That damned old man, so troubleso.’ Jiang Qing’s voice suddenly stread from Jian Xi’s phone."
Jiang Qing instantly bristled. She turned her head stiffly, feeling as if her blood were flowing backward.
Fear, panic, and terror washed over her all at once. She couldn’t help but tremble.
All the senior managent present frowned deeply.
"Is that Miss Jiang’s voice? It sounds like she’s cursing an old man. Which old man? Don’t tell it’s Old Master Si?"
"Didn’t she volunteer to test dicine for Old Master Si? So how could she...? Don’t tell ...?"
The various senior executives began to speculate among themselves.
Si Yuhuan stood up abruptly. "Give the phone."
Jiang Qing beat him to it. She rushed over and snatched Jian Xi’s phone. "What nonsense are you playing?"
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