A relieved smile spread across her face, but then she was struck with a new worry - how was she going to get her graduation and degree certificates back?
Jasmine didn't have much time to dwell on this before Yun Shu's phone call came in,
as if it were a harbinger of doom.
Jasmine, while making her way out of Langtingxuan, reluctantly answered the call.
"Jasmine, Young Master Chu is very satisfied with you.
You must be so exhausted that you can't even get out of bed. Take a good rest. Don't push yourself," Yun Shu said in a sarcastic,
honey - tongued tone, the mockery and schadenfreude thinly veiled beneath her words of 'concern'.
A man like Guangxuan Chu would surely make Jasmine's life miserable.
Young Master Chu was satisfied?
Confusion filled Jasmine's almond - shaped eyes.
His face had been so grim. How could he be satisfied?
However, it was no longer her concern. If he was satisfied, Zhenguo Qin probably wouldn't touch the land on West Hill.
"I'll rest well. I won't be coming back tonight. What about my graduation and degree certificates? Young Master Chu is right beside me,"
Jasmine bluffed, seeing how Yun Shu was so intimidated. She might as well take advantage of it.
"You can have them back."
"Ask Uncle Zhao to bring them to me. And don't disturb me anymore," Jasmine said brusquely, then hung up the phone. She was seething with anger. Over the years, she had endured all kinds of humiliation,
yet she still couldn't seem to break free from this situation.
She let out a bitter laugh and wiped her slightly moist eyes. She found a small hotel,
got a room, and contacted Uncle Zhao to bring her the certificates.
The next day.
Jasmine got up early, dressed in a professional suit, and headed to the Chu Consortium. This was a big deal for her.
Outside the Chu Consortium.
Screech...
A sports car came to a sudden, screeching halt beside Jasmine. It was a man who was fairly good - looking.
Jasmine was startled. When she turned and saw the man's face, her eyes instantly turned cold.
It was Chun Ji!
"Chun Ji, what are you doing?"
Without a word, Chun Ji grabbed her hand. "You really spent the night with Young Master Chu? Let me see! Let me see!"
Deep down, he still had feelings for this woman. If it weren't for her awkward position in the Qin family, he wouldn't have chosen Snow.
Now that Snow was becoming more and more willful and spoiled, he found himself yearning for Jasmine's cool and elegant demeanor.
"Get away! Are you crazy?"
Jasmine's pretty face was flushed with anger as she slapped Chun Ji across the face.
"Who I'm with is my business. You don't need to concern yourself," she snapped.
"Jasmine, you've become so degenerate! A dirty woman like you deserves to be dumped by me!"
Chun Ji's cheek stung, and he couldn't understand why he felt so resentful.
"Let go!"
Jasmine's wrist was red, marked with the imprint of his fingers. Chun Ji was acting like a rabid dog!
...
"Young Master Chu?"
"Call security," the noble and aloof man, standing not too far away, said as he looked at the vibrating car. Through the gap in the car window, he could faintly make out a familiar side profile.
"Yes, sir."
Moments later, two security guards from the security office approached.
"Sir, parking is not allowed in front of the Chu Consortium," one of the guards said firmly, blocking his way.
Jasmine took this opportunity to run away.
Chun Ji was furious. He could only glare at her retreating figure, then drove away reluctantly, filled with hatred.
One day, he would make this woman fear him! He would make her know his power!
"Jasmine? Come with me," a woman who looked like a secretary said.
"Okay," Jasmine replied, following her.
"Um... I applied for the Design Department. Why was I transferred to the Secretariat?" she asked, puzzled.