Chapter 52 The Truth About Hating Her

Realizing that Zhu Jin had seen through her trick, Zhou Wu's face instantly drained of color.

She felt utterly ashamed and embarrassed, her fingers gripping a piece of clothing tightly, her nails almost digging into the fabric.

Zhu Jin stopped looking at her and walked straight out.

Shen Shuangmiao left the Zhu Group with mixed feelings.

After she returned, the people at the studio informed her that the police station had called, and Fu Xuan and the others wanted to speak with her to ask if there was any way to resolve the matter.

Shen Shuangmiao instantly felt immense pressure. She picked up her phone and dialed the number on the other end.

Hearing that she was looking for Fu Xuan, the police officers handed the phone to Fu Xuan.

As soon as the call connected, Fu Xuan said without hesitation, "Don't worry, it's not true anyway. We'll find out sooner or later. Even if someone framed us, don't be afraid. Don't rush, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Shuangmiao interrupted him.

"You're the ones who don't need to worry. I've already come up with some ways to resolve this. Don't worry, everything will be settled tonight."

"What do you mean by that?" Fu Xuan clearly sensed something was wrong. "Miao Miao."

His voice lowered, "You mustn't act impulsively. Who are you trying to get help from?"

Shen Shuangmiao didn't say much on the phone, but simply said softly, "In short, I will help you get out as soon as possible. None of you will go to jail."

She hung up the phone after saying that.

Nine o'clock in the evening.

Shen Shuangmiao finally stood in front of the villa that once belonged to her and Zhu Jin.

This place is filled with memories that belong only to her.

Compared to the cold, canary-like cage she had been in before, this place now felt more like a den of dragons and tigers to her.

No matter how dangerous it is inside, or what unknown things it holds, she is determined to go in and give it a try.

Shen Shuangmiao slowly exhaled. Composing herself, she went directly to press the doorbell, but no servants came.

Zhu Jin opened the door himself.

He had changed into his pajamas, and there was a faint smell of alcohol on him. His eyes were even more unpredictable than during the day.

He turned to the side, gesturing for Shen Shuangmiao to come in.

As soon as Shen Shuangmiao entered, she saw the vacuum cleaner, bucket, and rag in the corner of the living room.

"Once you're here, mop the floor first. There's dust on that cabinet over there, wipe it clean." Zhu Jin's tone was calm, as if he were instructing a servant.

Shen Shuangmiao then understood why he had come to open the door himself, as the servants had already been sent away.

Zhu Jin summoned her here just to humiliate her by making her a nanny?

Shen Shuangmiao froze on the spot, looking at him in disbelief: "Zhu Jin, I'm here to talk about the studio, not to be your babysitter."

Zhu Jin sat on the sofa, picked up a book on finance, looked up at her, and gave her a sarcastic look.

"Didn't you say during the day that you'd agree to do anything whenever you wanted? What, you feel humiliated just because you're mopping the floor? Looks like your employees aren't that important to you."

Shen Shuangmiao pursed her lips tightly, her whole body trembling slightly with anger.

"Zhu Jin, don't go too far!"

"I went too far?" Zhu Jin suddenly stood up and approached her step by step. "Compared to what you did, what is this?"

Shen Shuangmiao suddenly felt very tired.

She walked to the corner: "Okay, I'll do it."

After saying that, she picked up the spare battery from the robot vacuum cleaner, replaced it, and started working.

Zhu Jin sat quietly on the sofa reading a finance book, as if he couldn't see the person at all.

Shen Shuangmiao seemed to be just a servant in his household, not worth even a second glance.

Shen Shuangmiao worked for two hours, and was so tired that she was slightly sweaty, before she finally finished cleaning the entire living room.

She turned to look at Zhu Jin.

"Is it okay now?"

Zhu Jin reached out to check, and only when he was satisfied that there was no dust on the bookshelf did he say, "Go take a shower."

Shen Shuangmiao paused slightly: "I don't need to shower. Can you release all my employees now?"

Zhu Jin closed his finance book and looked up at her with a half-smile.

"I didn't just say it was just about cleaning. If it were that simple, what would I need servants for?"

"you……"

Shen Shuangmiao couldn't utter a single word. She said irritably, "I don't need to take a shower right now, and I'm not in the mood for it. I just want to know what else you want me to do next?"

"We've already taken a shower, what else could we be doing! Things between men and women. Have you never done that before?"

When Zhu Jin said this, his eyes were dark and unfathomable, and full of sarcasm.

Shen Shuangmiao looked at the malice surging in his eyes and suddenly felt very tired.

She took a deep breath and straightened her back.

“I will never do such a thing to you again, Zhu Jin. Are you crazy or am I? Don’t you know that doing this will not do you any good for your relationship with Miss Zhou?”

"If she knew, she would be so..."

"Don't mention her to me! I'm just asking you one question right now: are you really willing to sacrifice yourself for the people in your studio?"

Even sitting on the sofa, Zhu Jin maintained a condescending attitude, coldly surveying her as if she were some object that could be exchanged at will.

At this moment, Shen Shuangmiao desperately reminded herself that self-esteem meant nothing.

But looking at Zhu Jin, who had become unrecognizable, she still couldn't bring herself to sacrifice her body to please such a person.

She looked at the man she once deeply loved, the man who had been hoping for her to come home for the past two years.

Finally, Shen Shuangmiao closed her eyes.

"Fine, if you're not willing to help me, then forget it. I'll figure out a way myself. I can't possibly agree to do something like this with you. I'll go and explain to President Zhao and beg him not to withdraw his investment."

After saying that, Shen Shuangmiao turned around and went to find Zhao Mobai.

"stop."

Zhu Jin's voice suddenly rang out from behind, carrying a hint of coldness.

He suddenly stood up and chased after her, grabbing Shen Shuangmiao's wrist with terrifying force, his voice icy cold.

"Where do you think your studio's troubles came from? A formal complaint, solid evidence? Shen Shuangmiao, do you still think this was just an accident?"

Shen Shuangmiao's pupils suddenly contracted, and a terrible conjecture surfaced in her mind.

She didn't want to speculate, but she already understood what the other person meant.

"Yes, it's you..."

"That's right, it's me." Zhu Jin finally admitted it readily, a cruel smile on his lips.

Shen Shuangmiao trembled: "Why?"

"I just want to leave you with nowhere to turn, to make you taste what it's like to beg for help. If you want my help, call Zhao Mobai right now and tell him to withdraw his investment, and promise to cut off all ties with this man from now on. Never see him again, otherwise you can expect your employees to spend the rest of their lives in jail."

Zhu Jin's tone was cold and cruel.