Chapter 367 Misunderstanding

She tried hard to pull her hand back.

"Mr. Chi, please let go."

Her voice was trembling with suppressed anger.

Chi Wenyan did not let go, but frowned slightly.

"Ji Wan, what's wrong with you?"

He noticed that something was wrong with her. From the moment she walked in, her deliberate distance made him feel uncomfortable.

"I'm fine." Ji Wan turned away, not wanting to look at him. "I just think it's better for us to keep some distance."

"Distance?" Chi Wenyan repeated the word with a hint of coldness in his tone. "You were fine yesterday, but today you're talking to me about distance? Tell me, what happened?"

His fingers tightened slightly.

The force on her wrist made it impossible for her to break free.

His questioning was like a key that opened the floodgates of her emotions.

The grievances, anger, and unwillingness that had been suppressed all night burst out like a flood.

She turned her head sharply, her eyes slightly red with anger.

"What happened?"

She seemed to have heard something funny, and a mocking arc appeared on the corner of her mouth. "Shouldn't President Chi know best? You said you wanted to compensate me, but you were kissing and snogging other women. Aren't you tired? The so-called company emergency is to attend another banquet?"

Her voice became more and more excited, with a hint of sob.

"Chi Wenyan, you are such a scumbag. You are always looking at the pot while eating from the bowl."

The moment the words fell, the accumulated emotions burst out completely.

Ji Wan raised his other free hand and, with all his strength, slapped Chi Wenyan hard in the face.

The crisp sound was particularly abrupt in the quiet office.

The air seemed to freeze.

Chi Wenyan was hit and his head turned away, and clear five finger marks quickly appeared on his handsome face.

He seemed completely stunned, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Taking advantage of the moment he was stunned, Ji Wan suddenly pulled back his wrist and staggered back two steps.

Without even looking at Chi Wenyan's reaction, she turned around, opened the office door, and rushed out without looking back.

The sound of high heels hitting the ground echoed in the empty corridor, with a hint of panic.

Chi Wenyan was the only one left in the office.

He slowly turned his head and raised his hand to touch his beaten cheek, where the burning pain still lingered.

The air seemed to still be filled with her faint fragrance and the lingering anger.

His eyes were dark and unclear as he stared at the door that was slammed shut, his brows tightly furrowed.

Scumbag?

Are you looking at the pot while eating from your bowl?

What is she talking about?

Chi Wenyan stood there, feeling a tingling sensation on his cheeks.

The crisp sound of slapping seemed to still echo in the office.

His fingertips gently touched the skin that was rapidly becoming red and swollen, and his eyebrows were twisted into a "川" shape.

He did deal with urgent company matters last night and held a video conference with several important overseas investors, and was busy until the early morning.

Being affectionate with another woman?

These words were like sharp thorns, piercing his mind, confusing and harsh.

He was completely unable to connect the charges to himself.

There was another knock on the office door, interrupting his thoughts.

"Brother Wen Yan, I brought you lunch."

He Wanqing's voice was gentle and sweet, with just the right amount of concern.

She pushed the door open and walked in, carrying an exquisite insulated lunch box in her hand.

The man was in a bad mood and had a grim expression on his face. He said simply, "If you don't want to eat, leave now."

Her eyes turned red, "I..."

"go out!"

When Ji Wan rushed out of the Chi Group Building, his eyes were still red.

When the cold wind blew, the tear marks on my face felt cold.

She staggered, her high heels making a rapid and somewhat panicked sound on the smooth marble floor.

Just as she was about to reach the revolving door, a figure came towards her and she almost bumped into her.

Ji Wan suddenly stopped and looked up.

He Wanqing?

She was wearing the latest Chanel suit, with exquisite makeup, carrying a familiar insulated lunch box in her hand, and a decent smile on her face.

The smile froze slightly when he saw Ji Wan's miserable appearance, and then turned into a barely perceptible gloating.

"Miss Ji? What a coincidence."

He Wanqing's voice was filled with a hint of surprise, but her eyes were fixed on her slightly red eyes and messy hair.

Ji Wan's anger was already raging, and seeing He Wanqing's attitude just added fuel to the fire.

She recognized the food box; it was custom-made by the private chef that Chi Wenyan favored.

It turns out that the so-called compensation and the so-called urgent matters are not as good as a beautiful woman delivering food.

A feeling of nausea came over me.

"It's quite a coincidence."

Ji Wan twitched the corners of his mouth, his voice cold and full of sarcasm.

"Miss He, are you... coming to offer some warmth to Mr. Chi?"

The smile on He Wanqing's face remained unchanged, but her tone softened.

"Brother Wen Yan works hard, I came to see you on the way."

She turned slightly to reveal the gold-plated logo on the lunch box.

"Miss Ji, what's wrong? Your eyes are red. Did something unhappy happen? Did you have a fight with Brother Wen Yan?"

Her tone was full of concern, but every word she said seemed to rub salt into Ji Wan's wounds.

Ji Wan looked at her innocent yet boastful face, his chest heaving violently.

All the grievances and anger found an outlet in an instant.

Ji Wan sneered and took a step forward.

"Oh, a quarrel? Miss He is well-informed. However, instead of worrying about whether Mr. Chi and I have a quarrel, why not worry about yourself? With a face similar to mine, picking up other people's leftovers, do you feel a sense of accomplishment?"

Ji Wan's voice was not loud, but every word was clear and sharp like ice.

The smile on He Wanqing's face finally couldn't be maintained and changed slightly.

"Miss Ji, please speak with respect!"

"Respect?" Ji Wan felt as if he had just heard a huge joke. "A mistress who deliberately destroys other people's feelings is worthy of respect? Do you think others can't see your thoughts? With the resources given by Chi Wenyan and wearing expensive clothes, you really think you can replace anyone? Don't dream."

Ji Wan's gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing He Wanqing's heart.

He Wanqing was furious, "Don't talk nonsense."

Ji Wan was so angry that he lost all his rationality. "Chi Wenyan is a scumbag who only wants to get what he wants. Only people like you would rush to cling to him."

"You." He Wanqing was so angry that her face turned pale, and her fingers tightly gripped the handle of the lunch box.

She put her hand in her side pocket and quietly pressed the recording button on her phone.

Seeing her furious yet forcing herself to remain calm, Ji Wan felt a little relieved from the depression in his heart, but he was still filled with sadness.

She was too lazy to bother with such a person anymore.

"A good dog stays out of the way."