The woman straightened her back, her tone firm: "I promise to complete the task."
Ning Zihuan didn’t detect a hint of romance between the two, it was purely a superior-subordinate relationship. He saw the woman go upstairs, standing guard at the door like a god, while he realized Yan Song and Pei Qinghan were nowhere to be seen. The living room was deserted, leaving him alone.
Ning Zihuan suddenly jumped up: "Damn it, Yan Song, you could’ve just said you were guarding against instead of going around in circles."
Ning Zihuan stord upstairs, rushing into the room, only to be stopped by Jiang Xiang, who faced him sternly: "Sorry, please leave here."
"Who do you think you are? Why are you stopping ?" Ning Zihuan reached to grab Jiang Xiang’s throat, his move vicious.
Jiang Xiang sneered, grabbing his wrist, "Young Master Ning, Miss Ji is resting. If you don’t want things to get ugly, how about I have a fight with you?"
She indeed looked down on such a man, trying to snatch a woman from the boss, it’s simply courting death.
Ning Zihuan squinted and smirked: "Don’t you like Yan Song? I can create opportunities for you."
Jiang Xiang inwardly cursed at his despicability, counterattacking towards Ning Zihuan, "If I tell Miss Ji your exact words, what do you think she would think of you?"
"I know you won’t."
The two continued to fight and talk, neither giving an inch.
"Wrong, I will tell her. Do you think everyone is as despicable and shaless as you? He is my superior, and that’s all."
Ning Zihuan stepped back, rubbing his cheek while inwardly cursing this wretched woman’s ruthlessness, "Just you wait." He leaned against the railing, determined not to leave.
Jiang Xiang had never seen such a shaless man, one who is self-centered and will do anything to get what he wants. His obsession runs deep, guided by his own set of principles, living in his own world where no one can change his mind easily.
How did Miss Ji get entangled with such a man?
Being targeted by such a person is terrifying to even think about.
From the entrance, footsteps suddenly echoed, so pronounced even on a rainy night.
Ning Zihuan raised his eyebrows to see who it was, and upon recognizing the man who entered, he couldn’t help but laugh.
Tonight is truly a gathering of romantic rivals; all that needed to co have co, almost enough for a ga of mahjong.
Inside the study, the two sat across from each other, the atmosphere tense and deadlocked.
Fu Bai knocked and entered, placing a dossier on the table in front of Yan Song before retreating.
"Everything you asked for is in there," Pei Qinghan said blandly.
Yan Song’s gaze fell on the dossier but he didn’t check it imdiately. Instead, he looked at the man sitting across from him: "Your condition."
Pei Qinghan smiled slightly: "I thought I made it clear before."
"Don’t brush off with those words; I’m not an idiot like Ning Zihuan," Yan Song’s eyes mocked lightly.
"Alright then, to put you at ease, I have only one request: protect Yun Ya, don’t let her suffer any harm. That would be the best repaynt you can give ."
"Bang" Yan Song suddenly slamd the table, leaning forward, his cold eyes staring at Pei Qinghan, word by word: "Yun Ya is my fiancée, naturally I won’t let her get hurt. Do I need you to remind ? Please understand your position."
Pei Qinghan’s face turned cold as well, his eyes narrowing, staring back at Yan Song without losing an ounce of montum: "I believe you’ve grown a lot, but you don’t know how venomous and powerful the lurking snake in the shadows is. I won’t compete with you. If you disagree, I’ll do it myself." With that, he moved to take back the dossier.
Yan Song pinned the dossier down, his gaze still locked on Pei Qinghan, turning the study into a battlefield ready to erupt.
"Pei Qinghan, you are a worthy opponent to respect. If it weren’t for us falling in love with the sa woman, I think we might have been friends."
Pei Qinghan laughed bitterly: "Should I take that as a complint?"
"I don’t complint people; you’re the first." With that, he snatched the dossier back, "Thank you."
Pei Qinghan leaned back in his chair, raising a hand to rub his brow: "Have you figured out where today’s person ca from?"
Yan Song gave him a glance.
Pei Qinghan sneered: "The trick of luring away the tiger, using Yun Ya to hold you back and then kidnapping E—this was a preditated move. The opponent is prepared, yet we are in the dark. I wouldn’t be surprised if one day you’re killed in your sleep without knowing how you died."
User Comments
0 comments from readers