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After hanging up the phone, Tong Le blinked and suddenly sat up straight. She looked around, feeling as if she had traveled through time, momentarily unsure of where she was.
Then she spotted Zong Zeyu and the darkening night outside the window, and it dawned on her that she had fallen asleep in Zong Zeyu's office, sleeping right through until nightfall. Just moments ago, she had been on the phone complaining about Hou Yi's craziness, and now she realized she was just as crazy for having dozed off in a partner's office.
Tong Le rubbed her forehead and sighed.
Zong Zeyu handed her a cup of warm water and said seriously, "I’m thinking of setting up a bed in the office. Do you prefer a softer mattress or a firmer one?"
Looking at Zong Zeyu, Tong Le thought that everyone seemed to be going a bit mad; Zong Zeyu was even crazier than she was!
She picked up her phone; the urgent task at hand was to let Hou Yi’s female secretary go home. She pulled Hou Yi’s WeChat contact out of her blacklist and sent a message: "I’ve removed you from my blacklist. Can your secretary leave work now?"
Hou Yi replied almost immediately.
Two minutes later, Tong Le called the female secretary.
When the call connected, Tong Le confirmed, "You’re off work now, right? You’ve left the office building?"
The female secretary expressed her gratitude, thanking Miss Tong profusely.
With her mission accomplished, Tong Le opened her WeChat conversation with Hou Yi. She noticed the message bubble indicating that he was typing and thought without hesitation that it must be that vengeful Hou Yi angrily cursing her out.
Not giving Hou Yi a chance to respond, Tong Le swiftly blocked him again without any hesitation.
Meanwhile, at Yi Sheng Construction Company.
In his office, Hou Yi was racking his brain on how to complain about Tong Le. He thought she was nothing but a pretender; with just a little pressure, she would back down immediately—she wasn’t as formidable as he had imagined.
He wasn't even angry anymore; it wasn't worth his time to get upset over someone like Tong Le. However, he did want to get to know her better—after all, she was his lifesaver; inviting her to dinner seemed reasonable.
Hou Yi deleted his lengthy message and typed instead: "Let’s meet tomorrow."
To his dismay, a red exclamation mark appeared on his screen.
Hou Yi completely lost it. He jumped up from his seat, even neglecting to throw his phone in frustration; he was utterly dumbfounded.
In one day, he had been blocked by the same woman multiple times! He had been played! By a woman who didn’t know her own limits!
Hou Yi held his phone tightly, the office filled with noise and chaos. He was so enraged that he felt like he could kill someone; his arm trembled with the intensity of his emotions. It struck him as strange—he had never felt this furious even when engaging in violent acts during the day. Clearly, Tong Le's ability to infuriate and insult him was far more repulsive than any threat from his enemies.
Unable to contain himself, Hou Yi dialed Tong Le's number. When the call connected, he unleashed a torrent of curses, "You dare to challenge me—" But before he could finish, Tong Le's calm voice cut in, "Oh, this number isn't blocked. If it were, goodbye!"
With that, the call ended abruptly. When he tried to call back, it was already unreachable. Hou Yi stood there in a daze for a long time. This situation wasn't catastrophic; it wasn't a life-or-death matter, but it pierced his heart like a dull knife, relentless and irritating.
He found Tong Le quite brave and unique—at least more so than the beautiful women he had encountered before. Yet upon reflection, she wasn't all that special; just another girl among countless others, possessing a bit of charm, some courage, and a fighting spirit. Moreover, she was already married.
But this ordinary person had risked her life to save him when he was in grave danger. He couldn't quite articulate whether Tong Le was foolish or shrewd. Foolish for disregarding her own safety in a crisis to help others; shrewd for saving someone like him—a grateful and affluent man.
Hou Yi had confidence in himself; he believed he excelled in many aspects and didn't think he was much inferior to Zong Zeyu. It was strange that after all the back-and-forth blocking and taunting from Tong Le, he found himself devoid of anger.
The peak of his extreme frustration led to an unexpected calmness. Though he felt unwilling, for some inexplicable reason, he couldn't muster any anger anymore. He conceded defeat; this was the first time he had ever surrendered to a woman.
Meanwhile, Tong Le had declined Zong Zeyu's dinner invitation. She had spent the entire afternoon napping in his office, which felt inappropriate. If any employees with ulterior motives caught wind of it, it would likely stir up gossip within the company.
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