Chapter 34 - 31: Disheveled
Fu Jichen leaned back into the sofa, the fabric of his clothes rubbing against the leather, emitting a faint rustling sound. His dark eyes gazed at Zhu Yilan, devoid of any emotion, as if looking at an inanimate object, completely unmoved by her beauty.
After a while, he lifted the hand resting on the sofa armrest, pressed it against his chin, and let out a low, cold laugh: "Do you know what you’re doing?"
How could someone sit there yet exude such an overwhelming aura, a chilling presence that seemed ready to devour anyone in its path.
Zhu Yilan met his icy gaze, belatedly feeling fear and shame.
However, the words had already been spoken; there was no taking them back, especially since they were her true feelings. She wanted to be his woman, ever since she first saw him at the Junshan Group Headquarters, she was captivated.
She found herself increasingly unable to control her desires, wanting more.
"Mr. Chen, give me a chance, I am worth more than Shen Jianian," Zhu Yilan said, her face pale, lips trembling slightly, looking at him with earnest longing.
The man remained unmoved.
Zhu Yilan bit her red lips, then knelt down beside his legs, placing a hand on his arm, hoping for a trace of pity.
Fu Jichen abruptly stood up, truly looking down from a height, gazing at the person on the ground: "Zhu Yilan, I remember warning you last time not to play tricks. Everything has its limits; you’re smart enough to know where my boundaries are. If you can’t position yourself correctly, then leave early."
Each word was like a sharp arrow, piercing right into the heart. Zhu Yilan trembled, her body weakened as she collapsed to the ground.
Last time... How could she forget? Last time, she deliberately tampered with a data point in a document intended for Shen Jianian’s review, confident Shen wouldn’t catch it. And indeed, Shen didn’t.