Yin Mingzhu got into a fight with Mrs. Ma, turning into a laughingstock for all her tea-time and dinner companions.
Naturally, this reached Su Ruanruan’s ears.
She just gave a faint smile.
Neither kicking someone when they’re down nor feeling any sympathy.
It was a path Yin Mingzhu chose for herself.
Su Ruanruan went to the pantry to pour herself a drink, then straightened up to leave.
Behind her came the voice of Yin Zhao: "Doctor Su, come to my office."
Su Ruanruan guessed it had something to do with Yin Mingzhu.
She wasn’t afraid of him either.
She followed him to his office.
Yin Zhao was really in a bad mood; he started smoking as soon as he sat down.
Su Ruanruan sat on the sofa, handling some affairs on her phone.
Yin Zhao stubbed out his cigarette and asked her, "You approached the Yin Family with ulterior motives from the start, didn’t you?"
Without waiting for Su Ruanruan to speak, he added, "And you approached me with a purpose too, right?"
Su Ruanruan smiled extremely faintly.
She said, "I have never intentionally approached Dean Yin."
"Then it was the Yin Family you targeted intentionally?" He seized the crucial point.
Su Ruanruan did not argue.
Yin Zhao’s mood worsened, and he asked her, "What are you trying to do? You should know I can fire you at any time!"
Su Ruanruan was quite straightforward: "That’s your prerogative!"
Once she finished speaking, she prepared to leave.
Yin Zhao, frustrated, acted much quicker than she did.
Su Ruanruan’s hand had just touched the doorknob when he appeared behind her.
His gentle palm rested on the back of her hand.
Yin Zhao’s tone was icy cold: "You’re being uncooperative just because you think I fancy you! Su Ruanruan, tell me, what can I do to make you willingly come to me?"
His words were cold, but full of ambiguous warmth.
Su Ruanruan sighed lightly.
She said, "I have never thought about it!"
"But I have!" he said, turning her around and pressing, "If there’s a queue for love, what if I jump the line?"
He seemed to be so exasperated that he lowered his head, intending to kiss her.
Su Ruanruan did not hesitate for a second.
She raised her hand and slapped him.
Su Ruanruan sternly said, "This is workplace harassment! Dean Yin, if there’s a next time, I will call the police directly!"
Yin Zhao was somewhat dazed by the slap.
He really had lost his head, but he didn’t expect that Su Ruanruan would show no respect for him at all.
She would slap as she said, and threaten to call the police as she claimed.
Yin Zhao so proud, he let go of her.
Without a word, he maintained his dignity and asked her to leave.
Su Ruanruan did not appear flustered; she calmly departed.
Yin Zhao watched her leave, slamming the door with force.
His chest heaved violently.
The Yin Family was in chaos, his sister married a playboy and contracted an unclean disease.
And the girl he had liked for Duonian was opposing him!
Yin Zhao swept the documents off the desk onto the floor.
Then he stomped on them fiercely!
The door opened.
The assistant looked uneasy: "Dean Yin, Mr. Jitang is here."
Yin Zhao looked up, his eyes bloodshot.
Compared to his unfriendliness, He Jitang seemed much more amicable.
He elegantly asked the assistant to leave, and once the door was closed, he then said to Yin Zhao, "Had a hard time with Su Ruanruan? That slap seems to have hit hard."
He Jitang sat down.
He lit a cigarette, pulling out an exquisite matchbox.
He struck a flame and lit his cigarette.
Yin Zhao stood 2 meters away, silently watching.
Suddenly, he laughed mockingly, "Mr. Jitang always using matches like these, is it because they have Lin Xianni’s portrait on them?"
He said with satisfaction, "Still can’t forget her, can you?"
He Jitang’s eyes narrowed slightly.
The beauty mark below his eye was now blood-red like a teardrop.
Yin Zhao continued with his cold mockery, "I’m much better than Mr. Jitang. At least the person I fancy is a fine lady, unlike Mr. Jitang, who mistook a slut for a treasure and ended up wearing a cuckold’s horns."