Both in sentiment and reason, she was extremely grateful for Yu Zexiao’s "righteous assistance".
"Zexiao, thank you so much! That incident that just happened, if it weren’t for your help, maybe I would have died at sea. I am truly very thankful." As she spoke, she bowed deeply to Yu Zexiao.
Yu Zexiao’s lips curved slightly, seeing the color of emotion flashing in her eyes, he slightly lifted his chin, with the same arrogant tone as always, "Silly woman, without this young master, perhaps you would have drowned by now! A drop of water should be repaid with a spring, do you think just casually saying ’thank you’ can erase the debt?"
"....." Jian Anning’s lips twitched, she knew it, Yu Zexiao would definitely not be so easily dismissed! Although she indeed felt sincere gratitude towards him, after being "saved" by him, hearing such a condescending tone, no matter how she listened, it was irritating!
This man, truly a full-blown narcissist and egomaniac!
——But then again, who asked her to really owe him this time? Jian Anning then very sincerely said, "Then, whatever you command, I can agree to."
"Oh?" Yu Zexiao seemed interested, his gaze swept over her, his expression somewhat playful, "Whatever I command, you can agree to?"
Jian Anning’s heart "thudded", and she immediately said, "Of course! As long as it doesn’t violate the law and morality, and ideally doesn’t conflict with the company’s decisions, I can agree to it."
"Law?" Yu Zexiao’s nose, gently snorted, "What do you mean by violating the law? Murder and arson, or......"
She stopped here, her tone suddenly halting, as a pair of bright black eyes briefly swept over her red lips.
Those eyes held both mockery and a certain interest, as if they could stop her heart from beating!
Jian Anning seemed to realize what he meant, thinking back to when they were in the room and he almost made a move on her, she explained with difficulty, "For instance, if there’s something... If I don’t want it, you can’t force me."
"What kind of thing, if you don’t want it, I can’t force you?" Yu Zexiao suddenly sat straight up, his upper body dangerously leaning towards her. His eyes appeared to carry boundless pressure, making her heart race, her palms sweat, and her legs go weak.
This version of Yu Zexiao, she was too unfamiliar with! Though still arrogant, still proud, but in his eyes, flickering with a trace of mockery, there was a hint of a feeling—indistinct and unexplainable—that confused her.
Mainly, Yu Zexiao’s arrogance and air of superiority had been too deeply ingrained. She always felt that even now, if Yu Zexiao had... impulses towards her, it was merely because there was no age-appropriate young woman by his side for him to vent his emotions on.
He was a normal man, naturally having the needs of one. His looking at her definitely did not carry a sense of treating her as an equal. He saw her more as an object—a plaything—no, even saying plaything might be overestimating her worth. She was akin to the ancient "housemaid", taken to bed when interested, and cast aside when not, serving him as usual otherwise.