How he treats Lin Qingtong is his own business, and he certainly won't make a scene outside. But his uncle meddling in his affairs is a completely different matter.

Unexpectedly, Shen Tinghe simply smiled faintly and uttered a single sentence.

“I can’t control the affairs of your Jiang family, but I have people here who can.”

He slowly turned aside, helped a figure up the stairs, and began to speak slowly.

"Did you hear everything?"

Old Master Shen was helped by Shen Tinghe to stand before everyone. He slammed his cane heavily on the ground and roared angrily.

"You're bullying Tongtong like this while I'm not home?!"

He seemed to be furious, and with a swift motion, he smashed his cane directly onto the nearest Jiang father, causing him to fall to his knees with a thud, his body trembling slightly.

"Dad, I know I was wrong. It was my fault."

He was very skilled at admitting his mistakes, but as soon as he uttered those words, the old man of the Jiang family knew that Jiang's father was not sincerely apologizing.

The old man of the Jiang family was immediately enraged and cursed at Jiang Hao.

"Let me tell you, that guy outside will never be allowed into the Jiang family, unless I'm dead!"

No one dared to refute these words, except for Lin Qingtong, whose nose tingled and she smiled softly.

In the vast Jiang family, only the patriarch would unconditionally support him.

But when her gaze fell on Shen Tinghe beside the Jiang family patriarch, Lin Qingtong's smile vanished, and her red lips pressed into a tight line.

She didn't like showing such vulnerable emotions in front of Shen Tinghe.

In the end, the old master of the Jiang family sent Jiang Hao to live on the third floor, while Lin Qingtong was taken to an empty room on the first floor.

The old man of the Jiang family rested his hands on his cane and began to offer words of comfort with earnest words of advice.

"Tongtong, thank you for your hard work. I will teach that brat a lesson and make sure you don't suffer in vain."

Lin Qingtong stood there with her eyes downcast, unsure how to respond, and could only offer a slightly bitter smile.

The old man is so old, yet he still has to deal with such things for me.

She could always feel Shen Tinghe's sharp gaze on her, and a strange feeling flashed through her mind.

Suddenly, an old man's angry shout came from the living room outside.

"Old Jiang, you actually stood me up!"

Upon hearing this, the old master of the Jiang family gave Lin Qingtong a helpless smile.

"Tongtong, you rest for a bit. I'll go outside and take care of Old Man Xi's matter."

Then, the old man of the Jiang family walked out, while Lin Qingtong retreated a little towards the room, putting some distance between herself and Shen Tinghe.

"Mr. Shen, it's getting late."

She was clearly telling him to leave.

Shen Tinghe stood there with one hand in his pocket, his deep gaze fixed on Lin Qingtong, his thin lips moving slightly as if he wanted to comfort her.

Lin Qingtong stood there with her eyes downcast, her body constantly swaying in the curtains, making her appear even thinner and more lonely.

Her dark hair fluttered behind her as she looked up at Shen Tinghe, raising an eyebrow in slight surprise as she spoke.

"Mr. Shen, you didn't come here specifically to ask me to work overtime, did you?"

Shen Tinghe pursed his thin lips, swallowing back his words of concern for Lin Qingtong. He smiled coldly and approached, his large hand landing on Lin Qingtong's slender waist.

"You're really smart, I did ask you to work overtime."

His dangerous gaze was fixed on Lin Qingtong's lips, seemingly filled with a sense of predation and conquest.

He then continued to approach, his tall body almost enveloping Lin Qingtong's entire body, his warm breath spraying around her ear.

"Lin Qingtong, let's go."

He left a sentence behind, turned and walked out of the room, then suddenly stopped and spoke.

"By the way, if you don't go, you won't get any bonus this month."

Lin Qingtong didn't care about the bonus. She just had a fight with Jiang Hao and the others and couldn't sleep for a while, so she decided to go work overtime with Shen Tinghe.

So Lin Qingtong said a few words to the old man of the Jiang family and then left the Jiang family with Shen Tinghe.

Upon arriving outside the Shen Group building, Lin Qingtong glanced up at the entire building, which was shrouded in darkness, and was surprised to find that one floor was still brightly lit.

The moment Lin Qingtong stepped out of the elevator, she felt a little dazed, as if she had returned to the busy company interior during the day.

The lights were bright and clear, and the employees coming and going were busy and anxious, dressed in their best.

Lin Qingtong looked at her casual loungewear and pink slippers, which seemed completely out of place with her surroundings.

She smiled helplessly, her fingers touching her brow, and she couldn't help but feel a slight headache.

She thought Shen Tinghe was just deliberately making things difficult for her, so she simply wore casual home clothes and pink slippers.

But she didn't expect that there were actually many people working overtime here.

Shen Tinghe glanced back at Lin Qingtong, a half-smile playing on his lips.

"Your outfit is quite unique."

Lin Qingtong glanced at Shen Tinghe and replied matter-of-factly, "So what? I'm already doing a good job by coming to work overtime late at night."

"Moreover, the ability to get things done is what matters, not appearance."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Jiaorui, with exquisite full makeup, dressed in high-end formal business attire, approached in high heels with meticulous attention to detail.

Lin Jiaorui happened to hear this, and a cold smile curled her red lips.

"Sister seems relaxed, but we're all on high alert, afraid of making even the slightest mistake."

"But sister, don't misunderstand, I was just saying, so don't take it to heart."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qingtong tilted her chin slightly, showing no sign of unease, and asked with a charming smile.

"I wonder why you're working overtime tonight?"

She didn't answer Lin Jiaorui's question directly, but instead asked Shen Tinghe.

Shen Tinghe parted his thin lips slightly, about to speak, when he heard Lin Jiaorui's soft voice.

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