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"Forget it, forget it. Let's not talk about it," Junxi said, pulling back her hand and furrowing her brows, pretending to be quite helpless.
The Foreign Guest stared at Junxi.
"I see that Mr. Zhou values you a lot. And that rude guy seems to have some interest in you as well," he suddenly remarked.
"How is that possible? No way."
"Of course! Do you know why he hit me?"
Junxi shook her head.
Isn't that what she came here to find out? If she wanted to know, why did she even come here?
"Why did he hit you?" she asked cautiously.
"Because I said I wanted to sleep with you."
The Foreign Guest did not hide the gleam of mischief in his eyes.
Before he was hit, he had watched his boss walk out of the private room with the voluptuous Miss Jia Man, and then turned to his colleagues, saying, "Boss has such consistent taste over the years. How can he never get tired of it?"
Everyone laughed as if he had successfully told a joke. Feeling pleased with himself for having some grasp of Chinese, he turned to the silent Zhou Ziyan and said, "That translator lady is more to my liking. I wonder if young Mr. Zhou could help me out and introduce us? If she performs well in bed, I'll definitely help you close this deal."
Zhou Ziyan's usually gentle eyes suddenly sparked with anger. Before he could even temper his smug expression, Zhou Ziyan had already stood up and knocked him down to the ground. The force was so fierce that it felt like he was trying to take his life...
"What did you say?" Junxi furrowed her brows.
"I said..."
"You are simply a pervert!" Junxi exclaimed, standing up abruptly. She grabbed a pillow nearby and swung it fiercely at his ribs.
Though the pillow was soft, the impact on such a sensitive area made the guest yelp in pain.
Outside, Jason heard the commotion and rushed in through the door.
"What's going on?" Jason asked, looking at Junxi, who was brandishing the pillow with an aggressive stance. He quickly ran over and snatched the pillow from her hands to stop her. "He's a patient! What are you doing?"
"This pervert insulted me; he deserves to be hit by Zhou Ziyan!" Junxi pointed at the guest, who was trembling on the bed. Unable to move due to his injuries, he could only feign weakness and look at Jason for help.
"Calm down," Jason said, pulling Junxi toward the door.
"This bastard insulted me verbally; Zhou Ziyan was just standing up for me," Junxi replied, clenching her bag tightly. "I need to go to the police station again."
With that, she took off running.
Jason stood there, watching her stride confidently down the hallway. When she passed the restroom, she suddenly stopped, dashed inside to wash her hands, and then rushed out again, shaking off the water as she disappeared from sight.
"Call the police! Someone call the police!" The guest in the hospital room shouted.
Jason turned back.
"Sir, what did you say?"
"Doctor, please call the police."
"Why should I call the police?"
"Didn't you see? She just hit me with this pillow!" The guest exclaimed, raising the pillow in his hand. He winced in pain as he moved, gritting his teeth... It was quite a sight.
"Sir, what kind of joke is this? Who would attack someone with a pillow? Besides, I really didn't see anything," Jason shrugged and walked over to the bedside. "You should just lie down and rest; otherwise, you might end up breaking a few more ribs."
"You... you are all in this together!"
Jason laughed. "You only just realized that? Seems a bit late now."
"…"
Zhou Xuanyu walked out of the police station, as expected, Zhou Ziyan refused to see him.
He lingered in the lobby for a while. As work hours began, more people started coming and going in the police station lobby. He glanced around but didn’t see Junxi.
Where could she be if she wasn’t here or at the office?
Just as Zhou Xuanyu was pondering this, he suddenly spotted a slender figure running toward him from the square in front of the Police Department.
Although he couldn't clearly see her face from afar, Zhou Xuanyu recognized Junxi by her running posture.
As she ran, Junxi wiped her eyes. The only thought swirling in her mind was: Zhou Ziyan is truly a monumental idiot.
He clearly fought for her, yet he wouldn't say anything to avoid making her sad. Not only that, but he also pretended to be fine and joked with her... Just thinking about it made her heart ache.
Junxi approached and saw Zhou Xuanyu.
He stood at the entrance of the Police Department, hands in his pockets, looking calm and collected in a way that inexplicably annoyed Junxi.
"Where have you been?" Zhou Xuanyu looked down at her from above.
Junxi ignored him, taking one step at a time up the stairs, pretending not to see him.
"Wen Junxi! Didn't you hear me speaking?" Zhou Xuanyu grabbed Junxi's arm.
Junxi jerked away fiercely. "Aren't you the one who said you wouldn't care about him? Why are you here?"
Zhou Xuanyu fell silent. The Wen Junxi in front of him was like a porcupine, bristling with quills that pricked him painfully. He could see the glimmer of tears welling up in her eyes.
Is she really that worried about Zhou Ziyan?
"You..."
"I don't need you to care. Where I go is none of your business." Junxi was emotionally unsettled and spoke without thinking.
Zhou Xuanyu frowned.
Junxi had already passed him, running into the Police Department.
Zhou Xuanyu took a deep breath, suppressing his emotions. Just as he was about to follow inside, his phone rang.
It was Jason, who immediately asked, "Where are you?"
"What's up? Is there something going on over there?"
"Wen Junxi just left my place."
"Did she go to the hospital?"
Zhou Xuanyu glanced inside; Junxi was already gone. It seemed Zhou Ziyan wasn't someone who would avoid everyone. His heart sank even further.
"Yeah, she caused quite a scene in the ward. The patient you brought almost got into another fight."
"Did she actually make a move?"
"Of course. This woman is definitely not simple." Jason chuckled on the other end.
Zhou Xuanyu felt even more annoyed by his laughter.
"Did you hear what happened?"
"Of course I did. Didn't you ask me to keep a close eye on everything happening in that ward? I wouldn't let you down."
"Stop joking around and just tell me," Zhou Xuanyu said impatiently.
"Zhou Ziyan hit someone because of Junxi." Jason first relayed the outcome to Zhou Xuanyu, then began recounting everything he had seen and heard outside the door piece by piece.
Zhou Xuanyu's face grew darker.
This guy actually dared to set his sights on Junxi...
"I'll be right there."
"What do you want to come here for?" Jason asked in confusion, and then quickly realized, "Bro, are you also planning to go to the hospital to beat someone up? Hey, don't act impulsively! Hello? Hello!..."
Zhou Ziyan, under Junxi's persuasion, voluntarily requested to update his statement. He truthfully recounted the events leading up to the fight to the police.
The police indicated that although he had acted in response to provocation, hitting someone was still wrong. Furthermore, since the other party had already filed a lawsuit, he could not be released on bail for the time being. Unless the other party withdrew the lawsuit and sought reconciliation.
Convincing the other party to drop the lawsuit was nearly as difficult as turning back time and preventing Zhou Ziyan from fighting in the first place.
Junxi walked out of the police station feeling somewhat disheartened.
Zhou Xuanyu had already left; his car was gone.
Junxi stared at the empty doorway, her heart feeling just as vacant. Perhaps she should have learned her lesson long ago and not held any expectations for Zhou Xuanyu.
She returned to the office.
The morning's hustle and bustle had left Junxi physically and mentally exhausted. She hadn't even eaten lunch before collapsing onto her desk and falling asleep. It wasn't until the afternoon work music played over the intercom that she groggily woke up.
Zhou Xuanyu had returned at some point. While all the employees in the office were on edge due to the prince's arrest following their business failure, he showed no signs of emotion. He handled paperwork as usual and attended meetings without a hitch...
It wasn't just Junxi; everyone was secretly saying that Mr. Zhou's calm demeanor in the face of such overwhelming pressure was truly terrifying.
Yes, it was a fearsome lack of humanity.
Junxi averted her gaze, holding her cup as she stood up and walked toward the tea room. She still felt very sleepy and needed a cup of coffee to wake herself up; otherwise, she wouldn't make it through the afternoon.
The water dispenser hadn't boiled yet, so Junxi leaned against the counter and waited. The sound of water bubbling added to the silence in the tea room, causing her to drift off in thought.
Footsteps approached from behind, and Junxi turned to see Zhou Xuanyu standing at the door.
He was also holding a coffee cup.
The water still hadn't boiled. Junxi picked up her cup and turned to leave.
Zhou Xuanyu pushed her back into the tea room and casually locked the door behind him.
"What do you want?" Junxi asked, gripping her cup tightly as she leaned against the counter, looking at him coldly.
"Are you avoiding me?"
Junxi turned her head away, neither admitting nor denying it.
Zhou Xuanyu grasped her chin, forcing her to look at him. "What’s wrong? Is it because Zhou Ziyan hates me so much?"
"Let go of me!" Junxi shook her head.
"Answer me!" Zhou Xuanyu leaned closer, pressing his forehead against hers to prevent her from moving away.
Junxi found herself unable to move, ultimately giving up the struggle.
“It has nothing to do with Zhou Ziyan. It’s just that through this incident, I realized you are truly heartless and cold-blooded.”
“Truly heartless and cold-blooded…”
Zhou Xuanyu repeated Junxi's words slowly, emphasizing each syllable. He did not overlook the fact that she used the word “truly,” which meant that his cold-blooded nature had likely crossed her mind long before.
When was it?
It must have been when he left her all those years ago… His heart twisted painfully at the thought.
Suddenly, the sound of boiling water from the dispenser stopped, and the signal light changed from red to green.
Junxi pushed him, but Zhou Xuanyu remained still.
“Let go of me. If you don’t let go, I will…”
“What will you do?”
“I will scream harassment.” She said it very seriously.
As soon as Junxi finished speaking, Zhou Xuanyu lowered his head and fiercely captured her lips.
Wasn’t it harassment? Then he would show her what harassment looked like.
Junxi stubbornly pressed against Zhou Xuanyu's chest, trying to push him away. However, Zhou Xuanyu only tightened his embrace, as if he intended to press her into his very bones.
She clenched her jaw, refusing to yield to his domineering advances. He could only nibble at her lips, which had turned a deep red under his persistent attention, as if they might bleed at any moment.
Junxi knew that she lacked the strength to push Zhou Xuanyu away through sheer force. Her body was far more honest than her mind; she feared that if this continued, she would once again lose her defenses.
In the midst of their struggle, she deliberately raised her elbow and knocked the coffee cup Zhou Xuanyu had placed on the bar counter to the floor.
With a loud crash, the cup shattered into pieces.
Zhou Xuanyu was indeed taken aback.
Seizing the opportunity, Junxi pushed him away and dashed for the door.
?
Junxi feigned calmness as she returned to her desk. Her face was flushed, as if facing a formidable enemy, and her breathing was erratic.
Xiaolin glanced at her.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing." Junxi lowered her head and clicked her mouse. The computer screen lit up, casting a glow on her face that made her expression appear even more peculiar.
"Was that your cup that broke just now?" Xiaolin asked again.
"No."
"How did you come back empty-handed?"
Junxi pressed her forehead. She had just escaped like it was a matter of life and death; how could she have thought about any cups?
"I left it in the break room," she replied.
Xiaolin put down her pen and sighed lightly. "Junxi, you look really worn out."
Junxi smiled faintly. "I'm fine."
"What do you mean you're fine? Stop pretending. I know you're worried about Zhou Gongzi, right? To be honest, we're all quite concerned. But don't worry, Manager Gao said Mr. Zhou is already working on a solution."
"Mr. Zhou? Zhou Xuanyu?"
"Are you silly? Who else could it be besides Zhou Xuanyu?"
"When did Manager Gao say that?"
"This morning, of course. You weren't here because you took a leave."
"…"
Junxi was completely stunned now. Just a moment ago, she had labeled Zhou Xuanyu as cold-hearted and ruthless, and now she realized she had made a mistake?
This was too terrible.
Just as she was thinking this, Zhou Xuanyu walked out of the break room.
He walked straight toward the President's Office, his expression particularly indifferent.
As Zhou Xuanyu pushed open the office door, Jia Man happened to come over to find him. He stepped aside to let her in first, then closed the door behind them, and the curtains were drawn by someone.
Junxi pinched his brow and leaned back against the desk...
Zhou Xuanyu sat down at his desk, and Jia Man followed him. She wore a bright smile, clearly eager to take credit.
"You owe me one," Jia Man said.
"Is it done?" Zhou Xuanyu raised his gaze.
"Of course. Just look at who made it happen."
"What do you mean?"
"The Foreigner has already agreed to withdraw the lawsuit. Zhou Ziyan will be out soon."
"Thank you," Zhou Xuanyu said expressionlessly.
"How should I be thanked?"
"What do you want?"
"I've sacrificed so much for you; surely any form of thanks would be appropriate?" Jia Man smiled seductively.
"Stop messing around."
"Ha! I haven't said anything yet."
"You don't need to say anything; I already know what you're planning. That's not going to happen." Zhou Xuanyu pressed his lips together. "Think carefully about what you need this time. I'll owe you one for now."
Jia Man crossed her arms and clicked her tongue. "You're really tight-lipped, leaving me no chance at all."
Zhou Xuanyu remained silent. This was his usual principle when it came to women he didn't love. He wouldn't break his principles just because he owed someone a favor.
Jia Man wasn't upset; she turned and walked outside. "Fine, just remember this is on the books."
"Wait." Zhou Xuanyu suddenly called her back.
Jia Man turned around happily and ran over, wrapping her arms around Zhou Xuanyu's neck. "What, have you changed your mind?"
Zhou Xuanyu pinched Jia Man's sleeve and gently removed her hands from around his neck, pushing her away.
"If you want to keep working in this company, never think about me that way."
Jia Man pouted, disappointed as she shrugged her shoulders. "Then why did you call me?"
"I meant for you to open the curtain when you leave." Zhou Xuanyu shot her a sharp glance. "And next time, don't pull the curtain when you enter my office."
"..."
Zhou Ziyan was indeed out the next day.
When Junxi received his call, he was already home.
"I was actually planning to pick you up."
"It's not like I'm returning in glory, so why pick me up?" Zhou Ziyan teased her from the other end.
Junxi laughed as she walked down the corridor. Hearing Zhou Ziyan's lighthearted voice finally eased the heavy weight that had been sitting on her chest.
It seemed that everything needed Zhou Xuanyu to step in to be handled properly.
"Come over for dinner after work," Zhou Ziyan said.
"Together? Who else will be there?"
Junxi secretly hoped to run into Zhou Xuanyu. After misunderstanding him like that, she still wished for a chance to apologize.
"My friends from the racing scene."
"Oh." Junxi couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed.
"What's wrong? You sound strange," Zhou Ziyan asked.
"I was just wondering who helped you from behind, allowing you to come out so quickly..."
Zhou Ziyan paused for a moment. "Who else could it be but my uncle?"
"You know!" Junxi exclaimed.
"Are you thinking of inviting my uncle along?"
"That's not what I meant..."
"Since that's not what you meant, then forget it. After all, we're not lifelong friends, and I'm afraid my friends won't know how to have fun then." Zhou Ziyan's tone was somewhat stiff.
Junxi understood that although this guy had come out, he was definitely still sulking over Zhou Xuanyu. The person he cared about the most hadn't believed him at the time of the incident. Even if he later found a way to rescue him, it felt like a slap followed by a sweet date. Whether to accept that sweet date was entirely his choice.
"Just come over directly after work. Do you want me to pick you up?"
"No need."
"Alright then. Be careful on your way here."
Zhou Ziyan hung up the phone, not giving Junxi any chance for further chatter.
After finishing the call, Junxi returned to her office. As she passed by the President's Office, she glanced inside. Zhou Xuanyu was handling emails, his eyes fixed on the screen, completely unaware of her gaze.
Today, his coffee had been made by Jia Man and Galen; he didn't even go to the break room himself. Junxi had hoped for another chance encounter in the break room but found no opportunity.
In the meantime, Xiaolin had documents that needed signing, and Junxi volunteered to take them to Zhou Xuanyu. He signed them but didn’t even spare her a glance.
The apology that was on the tip of Junxi's tongue was silenced by his cold, frosty profile.
She stammered as she looked at him, but he merely glanced her way without acknowledging her, saying, "If there's nothing else, please leave. I have a video conference to attend shortly."
...
This awkward situation of being face-to-face yet unable to speak continued until the end of the workday.
Today, Zhou Xuanyu left work on time. He took the elevator down with the office staff, responding to everyone who spoke to him, appearing to be in a good mood.
"Junxi, are you taking Brother Daling's car to the subway station?" someone asked her.
Junxi nodded.
"Aren't you going home? I thought I heard you had plans tonight," a colleague said gossipingly.
"I'm going to Yatian to have dinner with Zhou Ziyan," Junxi replied candidly, glancing at Zhou Xuanyu as she spoke.
He was engaged in conversation with a male colleague nearby and seemed completely oblivious to what she had just said.
"Isn't Mr. Zhou also living in Yatian? Why not just ride with him?" Dalin suddenly suggested.
"Huh?" Junxi was taken aback for a moment, then waited with slight anticipation for Zhou Xuanyu's response.
Zhou Xuanyu looked over and calmly declined, "I have a dinner engagement tonight; I'll be back later."
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