Song Yansheng narrowed his eyes, continuing to smile impassively, "My woman, I won’t let go. Do you think she can escape?"
"Then you’ll only have her body, not her heart!" Shen Zui said loudly!
Song Yansheng, however, narrowed his eyes, slowly stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, and when he looked up again, he still had that noble and graceful appearance.
He said, "So what? At least I can have her physically, to entwine with her every night, every day...and you...Shen Zui, what have you gotten?"
Shen Zui’s pupils shrank violently; after all, young and impetuous, facing Song Yansheng, who was five years his senior, he could barely keep his composure.
Especially since this involved Shi Nuan, whom he cared deeply about.
He bit his lip, inhaled several deep breaths silently, and finally managed to calm his chest a little.
Then, he tossed the cigarette butt into the ashtray and stood up, saying, "Song Yansheng, listen, no matter how you co at in the future, I don’t care...
I will win Nuannuan back...even if it costs my life, I will bring Nuannuan back to my side! I promise!!"
After Shen Zui finished speaking, he grabbed his sunglasses and walked past Song Yansheng without turning back, pulling open the door.
The sound of hurried footsteps receded into the distance.
Song Yansheng sat there, his gaze lightly sweeping towards the door, his expression still indifferent.
Yet the instant he turned his eyes back, all his facade crumbled completely.
No one knew, no one knew...
How afraid and worried he was deep down.
But what he feared and worried about was never Shen Zui, but Shi Nuan, who rembered Shen Zui so profoundly!
In his mind, he recalled that night again, when her soft body willingly pressed against him, her eyes hazy as she kissed his lips.
She kept murmuring, "I miss you so much...I miss you so much..."
He almost lost control on the spot due to that sweet voice, and as he was lost in the whirlpool of emotion and desire.
Nuannuan called out Shen Zui’s na...
In that mont, how hurt and pained his heart was!
In this mont, how much fear and dread he felt facing Shen Zui!
At the door, light footsteps approached; upon seeing the man inside, they seed to hesitate for a mont but still spoke up.
"Mr. Song, Vice President Qiao...Vice President Qiao said he needs to see you!"
Song Yansheng looked up; it was Yao Ziwan!
At a certain mont, he actually smiled, but the smile was complicated, leaving people guessing what exactly he was smiling about.
Yao Ziwan instinctively furrowed her brows, a faint worry in her heart, just about to say sothing more, when Song Yansheng had already stood up and walked towards her.
The cold, handso figure quickly passed by her side, a faint remark, "Send the files on my desk to Vice President Qiao’s office..."
As the words fell, he had already walked far away!
...
Yao Ziwan stood there, her brows furrowed even deeper.
When she chose to beco Song Yansheng’s secretary, she really had an ulterior motive to find Yan Ke.
Because soone once told her that Yan Ke belonged to Song Yansheng.
Even so, over the past two years, she indeed learned a lot from this man.
At tis, she was also drawn to this man’s exceptional business acun and talents.
Song Yansheng was an incredibly charming man!
If it weren’t for the fact that her heart was already taken, she feared she might not have been able to hold onto herself!
Two years, a full two years, it was the first ti she saw Song Yansheng show such an expression...
Mixed with sadness, fear, a sense of lost longing, and restless anxiety, even a hint of despair...
She couldn’t understand: What on earth was wrong with Mr. Song?
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