Wen Zhiyao frowned, unsure of what Jiang She was up to.
She asked curiously, "Are you asking for money?" If it required money, she wouldn't watch anymore.
She could just search for male models strutting on the catwalk if she craved for eye candy.
Although Jiang She had a better figure than those models.
Jiang She was taken aback, having been teased by Wen Zhiyao.
"You can pay what you think it's worth," Jiang She said with a light chuckle, pausing for a moment to observe Wen Zhiyao's reaction.
Wen Zhiyao pulled out a one-yuan coin from her pocket, nonchalantly placing it on the table.
"Go ahead." Wen Zhiyao crossed her arms, lifting her chin slightly, her eyes watching every move that Jiang She made.
The confidence coming off her was tremendous, as if she had given millions instead of one yuan.
Jiang She picked up the one yuan coin, its surface still warm from Wen Zhiyao's touch.
He teased, "Impressive. I spent two hundred thousand to spend the night with you before, and now just unbuttoning my shirt could get you to pay. Maybe I have a future as a gigolo."
Wen Zhiyao refused to rise to his bait, outright rejecting him, "I can't afford to keep you."
"Tsk tsk." There was a hint of dissatisfaction in Jiang She's voice. His deep-set eyes locked onto Wen Zhiyao, marking her as his prey. Suddenly, he leaned forward and pulled Wen Zhiyao into an aggressive kiss.
Separated by a desk, Jiang She leaned forward, while Wen Zhiyao was forced to lean over.
The unexpected intimacy caught them off guard. The fingers hanging by their sides clenched abruptly.
"Don't worry, I can keep you," said Jiang She in a frivolous tone.
Making it impossible to trust a word he said.
Wen Zhiyao curled her lips, flashing a professional smile.
"So many people want to be kept by Jiang She. Why choose me?" Wen Zhiyao was curious, yet also took the chance to push Jiang She away. She didn't like being too close to men.
Jiang She plopped back into his chair, legs crossed, his fingers caressing his chin while he watched the ice-cold beauty across from him. Her every move tugged at his heartstrings.
Without thinking, Jiang She blurted out, "Your face is pretty enough and you aren't clingy. Even if we grow tired of each other and part ways, you won't bother me."
Jiang She was no fool; he had his own motives and calculations for getting close to someone.
Wen Zhiyao merely smiled and kept silent.
Time flew quickly, and before they knew it, it was time to clock off.
When Wen Zhiyao exited the office, Jiang She appeared to be talking to Xuan Meimei at the end of the hallway. They stood close together, exuding an air of intimacy. From a distance, Jiang She's hand was resting on the wall, his actions insinuating more than just a casual chat.
"Mr. Jiang... if you stand so close to me, I'll get embarrassed," Xuan Meimei said, covering her mouth with both hands.
Her eyes were glued to the man in front of her, showing no signs of shyness whatsoever.
She had always wanted to catch Jiang She's attention. To her delight, she had succeeded quite quickly.
Jiang She looked at her, a smirk playing on his face. His raw charm was incredibly enticing.
Jiang She laughed, "Isn't this exactly what you want? Always chatting about me behind my back, yearning for something to happen between you and me."
Jiang She reached out and lightly pushed a stray hair behind Xuan Meimei's ear. The faint touch on her skin made her cheeks flush and her heart flutter.
However, she didn't let her guard down entirely, maintaining a cautious stance. "No... I just feel that someone as outstanding as you, Mr. Jiang, shouldn't be with Wen Zhiyao."
Jiang She couldn't help but chuckle, "You do have a keen eye."
Wen Zhiyao just happened to pass by and overheard their conversation. She impassively pressed the elevator button, stepped into the elevator, pressed the button for the first floor, completely ignoring the two by the wall.
As Jiang She turned his head, his gaze met Wen Zhiyao's.
The elevator door closed. Wen Zhiyao's facial expression didn't change the slightest bit.
An uneasy feeling washed over Jiang She, while Xuan Meimei tried to regain his attention by fiddling with his tie.
Xuan Meimei was oblivious to the danger looming over her. She inquired tentatively, "Mr. Jiang, would you consider... me?"
Jiang She pulled his tie free, his face displaying clear dissatisfaction, "Consider what about you?"
Gathering her courage, Xuan Meimei bared her feelings, "Consider me as your girlfriend. I could get rid of any unwanted presences for you, like Wen Zhiyao. If she continues to bother you, I can make her leave."
Jiang She's eyes hardened, his tone becoming colder, "Who gave you the nerve to even think about driving her away?"
Xuan Meimei suddenly had a bad premonition. Didn't Jiang She despise Wen Zhiyao from the bottom of his heart?
"Mr. Jiang, people in the company have been talking about how Wen Zhiyao is trying to manipulate you for personal gain. She's unfaithful, having a fiancé while carrying on with another man. You can't just be played like a fool by her, can you?" In her desperation, Xuan Meimei blurted out all the nasty things about Wen Zhiyao.
Jiang She sneered, "If I'm okay with it, do you have a problem?"
His words struck Xuan Meimei dumbfounded. What did he mean by that?
Could it be, Jiang She had some eccentric tastes...
"Mr. Jiang..."
Jiang She warned her, "If there's another time I hear such nonsense, you can pack your stuff and leave."
His imposing aura was too much for Xuan Meimei, and she swallowed hard. It was only when Jiang She got into the elevator that she felt like she could breathe again.
She was covered in a cold sweat.
On the first floor, Wen Zhiyao walked out of the lobby. Zhou Yunsheng was standing not far away, his back turned to her.
Recognising that familiar figure, Wen Zhiyao showed no emotion, only disgust.
He had betrayed her and was now pretending to be deeply in love.
Wen Zhiyao lowered her head as if she had not noticed Zhou Yunsheng.
Zhou Yunsheng turned around just as Wen Zhiyao walked out. He hurried over and greeted her, "Zhiyao, you've finally finished for the day. I finished work early, so I've been waiting here for a while."
Although he had only been waiting for two minutes, Zhou Yunsheng made it seem as though he had been waiting for two hours.
Despite his obvious intentions, Wen Zhiyao remained unmoved, stepping back to avoid being embraced by Zhou Yunsheng.
With an indifferent expression, Wen Zhiyao said, "You don't need to wait for me. There are passing buses and taxis that can take me directly to my home."
Zhou Yunsheng could only grasp thin air awkwardly, pulling his hand back.
He was keenly aware that Wen Zhiyao was intentionally distancing herself from him.
Zhou Yunsheng intentionally tried to close the gap between them, not willing to let her go so soon.
His gaze inadvertently fell on a shopping bag from the brand Xiang Nainai in Wen Zhiyao's hand. Based on his understanding of Wen Zhiyao's finances, she was not in a position to be so extravagant.
He asked sharply, "You went shopping? Who did you go with?"
Wen Zhiyao casually replied, "A co-worker."
Given that Jiang She was the General Manager with whom she shared the same office, it wasn't wrong to call him a co-worker.
Even if she lied, it was only a tit-for-tat since Zhou Yunsheng was the first to lie to her.