diced, still selfish!"Every word he uttered carried an endless chill. Clearly, he had a face that bore a resemblance to the person across from him, with similar features and eye contours, long and col...The man stood before the cabinet, silently watching the woman inside crying her heart out. His throat tightened, so many words he wanted to say, but couldn't.

A tall figure, with a sudden stoop, beckoned with both arms.

"Don't touch me!" a hoarse voice suddenly shouted. The man saw the hatred in the woman's eyes, and a sharp pain spread through his heart. He glanced at her before continuing to reach out towards her.

"I told you, don't touch me!" Jian Tong looked at Shen Xiu Jin with eyes that held the same resentment as if he were her enemy. Her hands would bristle up like thorns towards him, and even towards herself, should he dare reach out.

Shen Xiujin continued to reach out silently. The next second, a sharp pain shot through his left wrist. He frowned slightly and glanced at the woman who was biting his palm viciously with her sharp teeth. This man, who had always been the one to hurt others and never allowed anyone to touch him, now looked at the woman who was biting him so fiercely. In his dark eyes, there was a hint of acquiescence.

"Was that satisfying" A man's low voice, breaking the silence of the room after what felt like an eternity.

Upon hearing this, Jian Tong's eyes narrowed, and she suddenly raised her head to look. The man's handsome face was calm, and after a few seconds, she let out a silent, bitter laugh.

Are you enjoying yourself

Refreshing

Closed my eyes... Shen Xiujin, you don't understand me.

Try to keep yourself calm. Only when you are calm can you maintain rationality.

"Have you calmed down" A low voice echoed in her ear once more.

Jian Tong opened his eyes.

"Calm down, go to the bathroom and wash yourself up. Then come to my study." He said, turning towards the study as he walked, adding, "I'll only wait for you one quarter of an hour."

As he turned, the glance he cast at Jian Tong was profound and intimidating. It forced Jian Tong to comply, even though she was unwilling.

A moment later, she stood before the study door, hesitating for a moment, raising her hand to knock, when a cold, masculine voice came from inside: "Come in."

A moment of stunned silence... how did he know she was standing outside the door

Following his words, she pushed open the door and entered. The man in the study sat behind his desk and gestured toward the sofa opposite him. Jian Tong remained silent as she walked over and sat down.

The study was once again filled with an eerie silence. The man didn't speak immediately, but she felt like she had a nail in her backside. His piercing gaze, even though she buried her head looking at her knees, was still palpable.

"Deserter." After a long silence, a cold voice rang out, clear and sharp.

As soon as those two words were uttered, Jian Tong's shoulders shook violently, her breathing faltering for a moment. But she remained silent, still staring at her knees.

"Coward." The voice said again, without hesitation, coldly.

Jian Tong remained stiff on the sofa, still silent, but her tightly pursed lips betrayed her displeasure.

"Master Jian has protected you too well. Living under Master Jian's wing all these years, you are not worthy of the title 'Founder of Wei Ai'."

Jian Tong, sitting on the sofa, was emotionally volatile. She suddenly raised her head and angrily retorted, "You can say anything about me, but what gives you the right to say I can't handle 'Wei Ai'! 'Wei Ai' is something I have painstakingly built up with every drop of sweat and effort!" You could say anything, but this damn man had no right to say she couldn't handle 'Wei Ai'!

Shen Xiujin clasped his hands behind his head, leaning back against the chair. His glance swept over Jian Tong, as if to say "Oh～ you're so amazing," but in that glance, Jian Tong clearly felt a hint of irony hidden beneath the praise. "You're so amazing," it seemed to say, with a deeper layer of subtle sarcasm.

“A woman, choosing to stand her ground in a man's battlefield, from the very beginning, you must be mentally prepared. The way you fail isn't just losing a battle; don't think that every opponent of yours is a gentleman.” The soft voice uttered the most brutal truth:

From the moment you stepped onto this man's battlefield, you must understand one thing: in business, there is only victory or defeat. Your opponents will use every means necessary to thwart you.

"Isn't one video enough to drive you crazy" A low chuckle, clear as day, reached Jian Tong's ears: "Jian Tong, let's face it, Old Master Jian has protected you too well. You haven't truly seen what a battlefield without smoke and fire is like."

After finishing his words, the man stood up from his armchair, straightened his clothes slightly, turned and walked out of the study without a word.

The study was empty, with only Jian Tong left, sitting on the sofa, staring at the now-empty desk. At this moment, there was still a buzzing in her ears.

Before… no, even before today, Jian Tong had always believed that her own excellence was no less than a man's. She always believed that the rise of 'Only Love' was due to her talent and hard work.

And now, she still believes so. But just now, that man showed her a different perspective on the business world—your opponent is not always a gentleman!

In fact, Grandpa taught her about the treacherous undercurrents of the business world from the day she stepped into the shopping mall. He always took them for granted, but she never did.

She wasn't a fool. Whatever the man had just said, whether it was belittling her or giving her advice, one thing was clear—after today's "video gate" incident, someone couldn't hold back anymore!

Sitting on the sofa, the woman lowered her head and stared at the carpet in silence for a long time.

But his mind raced.

First, the video's perspective is from across the doorway, and she is recalling events of that day... Who was there at the doorway

But, who would be bored enough to deliberately film everything with a camera

He took out his phone, the string of 11 digits memorized from years ago. The number was still there, etched in his memory. His finger hovered over the call button for a long time.

Time ticked by, one second at a time. With a gritted teeth, I pressed down.

"Beep—beep—" The ringing lasted for a long time, just as Jian Tong was about to hang up the phone, a connecting sound came from the other end.

Similarly, there was no speaking.

Two people, each holding a phone, talking to an unanswered call. Neither wants to be the first to break the silence.

The hatred in Xiao Heng's eyes was impossible to conceal... It was this woman who had made him a complete laughingstock! Every time he thought back at midnight to when he had poured his heart and soul into this woman, pampering her to the point of wanting to spoil her rotten, he felt like a fool, an idiot, a complete joke!

For this woman, he turned against his grandfather, defied the Shen family, clashed with the board of directors, and went against the entire Xiao family!

But what did she ultimately give him in return

Humiliation!

Infinite humiliation!

The playfulness in Taohua's eyes had vanished, replaced by swirling black clouds of resentment!

Let's set up a time to meet.

After a long pause, a hoarse voice came from the phone.

Xiao Heng's finger, holding the phone, squeezed it hard. Listening to that familiar rough voice on the other end of the line, his throat tightened, and his heart pounded wildly... he actually, damn it, missed him!

No, illusion!

He gritted his teeth, furious but his voice was unnaturally light: "Well well, accustomed to big fish and meat, it's good to see a clown act occasionally."im into a sudden shiver.He tightened his grip on the woman's head, one second, two seconds, three seconds... A strange feeling welled up inside him that he couldn't explain.After a while, the man slum...