embarrassedly: "But Miss Jian herself expressed her desire to work as a cleaner at our Dong Huang." 。At this point, Su Meng suddenly raised her head and said to Shen Xiuqin, "Mr. Shen, Jian Tong has...As his gaze fell upon the magnetic card, Jian Tong's shoulders trembled uncontrollably... He had guessed her thoughts long ago!

Shen Xiuqin's hair at his forehead was wet, dripping water along his hairline as he raised his foot and walked towards Jian Tong.

With nowhere left to retreat, she swallowed unconsciously, her anxiety palpable.

"Mr. Shen, I was wrong! I apologize to you!" At that moment, a gleam flashed in her eyes that was hard to detect. She said she was about to kneel and bow down to the man who was walking towards her.

A hand, reaching out diagonally, firmly supported her arm. When Jian Tong looked up, she saw the face right in front of her, looking down at her with a smirk: "President Shen... I, I apologize to you, I, I know I was wrong."

"Oh Know you've done wrong" The man asked, lowering his head with a smile that wasn't quite a smile. "Then tell me, where did you go wrong"

He... What on earth did Shen Xiujin mean Jian Tong's heart was in turmoil: "I shouldn't have disobeyed Mr. Shen..." As she spoke, she hadn't thought that the trace of unwillingness and annoyance in her eyes had been seen clearly by the man opposite her.

Before she could finish her words, a soft chuckle interrupted her. Suddenly, Jian Tong only felt her body lighten, and the whole person lifted into the air, "President Shen!" The sudden weightlessness, the feeling of her feet leaving the ground, made her face change color in an instant, and she cried out in alarm.

Before she could even think, what this man was going to do to her, the next second, she was gently lifted onto the bed and pressed down. He sat on the mattress: "Shh～" A hushed silencing sound came from above her head. She looked up, and a shadow fell over her. He reached out towards her, and she thought he was going to hit her: "Don't hit me!"

Without even thinking, she only saw Shen Xiujin reaching for her hand and immediately instinctively screamed in fear, trembling with terror.

The man standing by the bed narrowed his eyes ever so slightly, glancing at his own hand then back at the woman who was huddled on the bed, covering her head. He was perceptive enough to realize that her actions just now were purely reflexive, an instinctive reaction of self-preservation.

In his profound eyes, the chill deepened... He just suddenly lunged towards her. Most people would at most dodge, they wouldn't reflexively hug their head and plead for mercy with cries of "Don't hit me"... Shen Xiujin's eyes faintly revealed a sinister killing intent.

Jian Tong gritted her teeth, covering her head with both hands. Her defensive action was more professional than someone who had specialized training. If it were graded, it would undoubtedly be a perfect score.

Her head, buried in her chest, closed her eyes, eyelashes trembling, waiting for the pain that fell on her body, like a condemned man awaiting death. Suddenly, a palm landed on top of her head, she twitched her eyelids and bit her lips hard... was it finally here

But there was no waiting fist, only a sudden whoosh of wind like a hairdryer in his ear.

Then... she just stood there.

Suddenly felt incredibly absurd... He wasn't going to hit her He was helping her blow-dry her hair

Shen Xiujin helping Jian Tong blow her hair

What a sight to behold!

She couldn't believe it, so she secretly glanced back... what met her eyes was the white bathrobe swaying, and above her head was indeed a sensation that was incredibly real. She even keenly felt his fingertips weaving through her hair.

But... how is this possible

"Don't move." A light command came, and Jian Tong became even more upright, not daring to budge.

Only the faint hum of the hairdryer echoed in this bedroom, otherwise there was utter silence.

"Okay."

And the man said again.

Shen Xiujin put down the hairdryer and turned around to see the woman in bed looking at him with a guarded expression, like a frightened quail. In front of her, he strode toward the door with his long legs.

Jian Tong's eyes widened, never leaving him for a moment... She thought he was going to close the door, and then, then... "Oh, by the way, take off your clothes before you sleep, you don't want to dirty my bed. You know I wouldn't be happy about that."

Then... he left

Bang.

A light click of the door closing confirmed to Jian Tong that she hadn't seen things wrong—the person had left the bedroom.

But before she could catch her breath, the door was pushed open again, and suddenly, she became even more nervous.

And that man, from the side cabinet, took out a blanket, and without another word, left the bedroom again.

This means… doesn't he sleep in the bedroom

That night, Jian Tong stared at the ceiling until dawn, unable to understand the man's intentions... Whether it was blowing her hair or taking her blanket outside to sleep, she couldn't figure out what he wanted. What did this person want

Several times, she wanted to push open the door and go into the living room to take a look. Could it really be that he had kindly given her his bed and was sleeping on the sofa himself

Finally, she smiled wryly: "Expecting that man to have a change of heart It's about as likely as pigs flying."

One moment she woke up to daylight, and as the light broke through, she knew she had returned to her monotonous yet tranquil life.

But little did she expect, the moment she pushed open the door, her world would never return to those mundane and placid days.

"Here," he said, handing her a set of clothes. He then started to straighten the cuffs of his white shirt. "Come with me to my company later."

"Isn't the company supposed to be open in the evening"

Suddenly!

A fleeting glance swept over: "Who told you that, where"

A light voice, slow and steady, rang out: "Go change your clothes, there's a meeting this morning."

Jian Tong's feet, as if rooted, stood still.

"What are you standing there for" the man said.

Jian Tong's heart grew even more agitated, "Mr. Shen, you are the big boss, but I work for Dong Huang. I am an employee of Dong Huang, not someone from another company." The suit in her hands felt particularly out of place. She didn't know where she found the courage, but with a loose hand, she "accidentally" dropped the suit to the ground.

Shen Xiujin glanced at him, raised his eyes, and cocked an eyebrow: "Pick it up." His voice was light and clear, leaving no room for argument.

Jian Tong stood frozen, her hands fidgeting behind her back but not moving.

"Jian Tong, pick it up." he said for the second time, his deep eyes intensely aggressive.

Her forehead was clearly dotted with tiny beads of sweat. “I am an employee of the Eastern Emperor, working in the Eastern Emperor’s Public Relations Department. I am not an employee of Shen Industries.” The implication was clear; she stood firm and would not follow him to Shen Industries.

Shen Xiujin strode towards Jian Tong. Jian Tong wanted to retreat, but her feet felt rooted to the spot. Shen Xiujin stood before her, looked at her once, then bent down under her gaze and picked up the suit from the ground, handing it back to Jian Tong:

"Jian Tong, I found what you lost. " He stared at the woman across from him, "Go change."

That was the sentence. At that time, Jian Tong couldn't understand it, but on some day later, she finally understood—the meaning of Shen Xiuqin's words today.t she was pure as a lotus flower, with "untouchable" written all over her face. If she was so innocent, why not work at a small restaurant or do some weekend etiquette jobs What's she doing here at Do...