Her face was flushed red. She felt no regret.
Scum like Tang Sheng needed to be taught a lesson.
But...
Looking at the proposal in her hand, she was afraid that the art exhibition was hopeless.
Holding back her tears, she walked out of Tang Sheng's office...and just as she reached the door, with a bang, she crashed into a wall of flesh!
She was about to step back when she was grabbed by the hand of the man in front of her.
She thought it was the security guard of Tang Sheng's company and was about to shout...but then she heard his low, familiar laughter...
"You want to run away after getting into trouble? You sure have guts, Huh? But... I like your personality."
She had been holding back her tears the whole way, but now that she saw the man in front of her, she couldn't control herself anymore.
She wiped her tears away with the back of her hand, trying to hide them.
But Jin Di just reached out and pulled her into his arms, patting and caressing her like a child.
"So you're the one who bullied my woman? Go, give him two more slaps, and I'll bear the consequences for you."
His voice carried a smile, as if he was a willful and arrogant tyrant in ancient times, allowing his beloved concubine to run amok in the world.
She was so frightened by his words that she forgot to cry. It was not until Jin Di pulled her back into the office that she came back to her senses.
Tang Sheng had already sat up. His face was bruised. Even when he saw Jin Di, he still had an arrogant look on his face.
"Ha, who are you, a gigolo? You dare to stand up for her? Do you know who I am?"
As soon as he finished his sentence, Zuo Aiai sneered and raised her hand to slap him without any mercy.
Jin Di watched it all with a smile on his face.
When he saw that she had slapped him almost ten times, he walked up to her, held her little hand and rubbed it in his own.
"I don't want to hit him anymore. My hand hurts."
His palm was very big, and there was such a warmth being transmitted to her through his skin...
She knew that she was just a toy to him, bought on a whim, but...any woman who was treated like this by a man, held in the palm of his hand, would probably feel something...
She was no exception.
The blood in her body was boiling in response to his touch. She took two deep breaths, trying to calm down, but the feeling seemed to be burning more and more intensely...she pulled at the button of her shirt...
Jin Di's eyes darkened, and he held her hand.
"What's wrong?"
"It's hot... this room is so hot..."
Her cheeks were flushed, and her voice was trembling seductively...she looked at him deeply with loving eyes...
Her soft and boneless little hands coiled around his waist. His body trembled, but she leaned closer.
"Oh... my legs... why...they seem to be a little unsteady?"
The look on her face became more and more hazy, and the sly smile on Tang Sheng's face made Jin Di feel very uncomfortable. He glanced around the room, and his gaze finally fell on the teacup on the coffee table.
His eyes turned cold as he realized what Tang Sheng had done.
Tang Sheng laughed without fear of death, "Hahahaha, see? This woman is such a slut. Who do you think you are? You provoked me today, and you still want to walk out of here unscathed? I'm Tang Sheng, of Tang enterprises..."
However, before he could finish his words, he saw Danil walking out from behind Jin Di, and his face suddenly changed.
He had just returned from the King's Group offices, so he knew very well who Danil was.
He was the personal assistant of the famous Mr. Jin...
So...could this person be...?