Lilly awkwardly faced his gaze, which was like staring at some prey, and pulled the white coat that she had taken off most of, struggling to put it back on or not.
If she didn't put it back on, it would have a bad impact with her arms and legs exposed... But if she put it back on, he would have a psychological shadow, and if he got upset, there might be no room for negotiation.
She was hesitating when she suddenly heard him shout in obvious displeasure.
"Put it on!"
Then she saw him turn around with a cold face and walk towards the printer next to the desk. She was stunned, but her hands were yelled at so hard that she pulled the white coat back on herself.
The printer had been clicking since she entered the door as if it was printing some documents. Suddenly, a word full of disdain floated into her ears over the sound of the printer.
"Miss Lilly, your disheveled appearance affects my mood."
What! You asked me to take off my white coat, and you said I was disheveled after taking it off! Besides, who caused her disheveled appearance? Lilly stared at him angrily and was about to refute.
The sound of the printer suddenly stopped. He took a stack of freshly printed documents, stapled them together, and threw them on the desk.
"While I'm still in a good mood, sign this." He leaned on the office chair and pursed his lips.
She walked up to the document in confusion and looked through it.
The contract stated that Ethan could persuade the boss of Liney's not to withdraw his investment, but in exchange, Lilly was required to be responsible for Ziyan's meals during the six months.
His hands under the table tightly grasped the handle of the chair. From the moment she picked up the contract, his eyes fell back on her.
The expression on her face gradually changed from the initial confusion to gloom.
Are you unwilling?
His heart tightened when he saw this, and he spoke in a cold voice, "Ziyan likes your cooking the most. That girl has been spoiled by you and has not eaten well this year."
As soon as he finished speaking, he found that her face became even uglier. The words that he had already thought of came to his throat, but he couldn't say them. Her delicate fingers stubbornly clenched the stack of A4 paper. At this moment, it was like some poison in her hands, making it a little difficult for her to breathe.
A strong sense of self-mockery surged in her heart. Sure enough, he was thinking about Ziyan in everything, and it was like this before, and it is still like this now. Lilly curled up her fingertips and closed her eyes slightly. She is not a masochist, okay?
She wanted to escape because she didn't want to have too much contact with them.
Because no matter how hard she tried, he would never have her in his eyes, and her feelings for him were destined to never blossom.
"Ethan," Lilly forced herself to smile and apologized, "Can you change the conditions? I'm studying for a master's degree, and I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of it in time."
As soon as she finished speaking, his eyes cut into her cheeks like a sharp blade.
"Lilly, if you dare to perfunctorily use such a low-level reason to perfunctory me again, there's no point in talking about this matter." Ethan then sneered, "Who said before that he would take care of Ziyan for a lifetime and raise her to be plump and white, but you've forgotten it all in just one year?"
Hearing this, her dark phoenix eyes froze for a moment, and then a bitter smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
She has a mother who is good at cooking and has been a nutritionist, so she was trained to cook a good dish with balanced nutrition. Once when she cooked, Ziyan praised her and Ethan also expressed his satisfaction.
She said happily, "Since you like it so much, you should be mentally prepared. I will make delicious food for you all my life and feed you white and fat. Don't blame me if you eat like a ball."
She wanted to say that sentence to the man in front of her, but it happened after the confession was rejected. They were just friends. In order to avoid embarrassment, she added Ziyan to say it together.
How come when it came to his ears, it became that she said it to Ziyan alone? Lilly bit her lip, still shook her head at him, and said, "I can't agree to this."
"Why?" he laughed in anger, a trace of mockery flashed in his deep eyes, "You can't agree to such a small condition? Don't you want to save Thomson's Enterprise very much?"
"I do." Lilly looked back at him with a firm tone.
"Then sign it." He raised his chin coldly towards the contract in her hand, "Otherwise get out, and never let me see you again."
Her face was pale, like a hedgehog with frizzy hair, with hard thorns erected all over her body. She stared at the man sitting at the desk in a neat suit, and said word by word, "Ethan, are you sick?"
In the past, she and he would also quarrel over certain things, and she had also cursed like this, mostly in a joking tone. This time, there was no intention of joking at all. After listening carefully, there was a deep sense of fatigue.
The cold expression on his face loosened slightly. He hadn't seen her angry for a long time. Although she rarely lost her temper with him, he had seen others make her look like a little hedgehog.
At some point, her every smile and frown was engraved in his mind and could not be erased.
He suddenly looked forward to her reaction next, but she looked at him with a look like a lunatic and asked, "Didn't you say you hated me? You have to tie me to you. Is this fun?"
"Miss Lilly thinks too highly of herself." He pursed his lips sarcastically, "I just asked you to be responsible for Ziyan's meals. What does it have to do with me? Do you think that this condition I proposed is for you?"
She couldn't help but clench her fists, her nails digging into her palms, and the pain reminded her that the man in front of her was real, and what he said was not an illusion. Yes, this condition he proposed was certainly not for her! Who else was it for, and who else could it be for?
Ethan, what makes you think I'm such a slut?
"I refuse," Lilly said with suppressed anger.
His eyes turned cold, and he waved his hand towards the door of the office. She turned around and left.
"Miss Lilly, I hope you can think it over." His cold voice came from behind like a poisonous snake tightly wrapped around her heart, "I am the only one who can persuade the director of Liney's. If you want to find a second person... I don't know if Chairman Thomson can wait."
She stood by the door. As long as she took this step, she could completely get rid of this man and would not fall into the abyss of self-torture like a year ago. But his words oppressed her so that she could not take this step with confidence.
The faces of her grandmother and aunt appeared in front of her, and she couldn't bear it after all.
"Ethan, can't you change the conditions?" She walked back to him, making a final struggle, "Do you have to force me like this?"
"I force you?" he asked back with a stern look in his eyes. At this moment, the complex emotions that emerged from his eyes instantly frightened her.
She suddenly couldn't bear to look at it, lowered her head in panic, gritted her teeth, and hastily signed her name on the contract. After that question, he stopped talking, but grabbed her arm and threw her out the door like he did in the morning.