Lu Zheng pulled his arm out of her hand and slowly brushed away the wrinkles left by her grip.

Shen Yan noticed his subtle movements, and her eyelids twitched.

Lu Zheng said, "Didn't the old man tell you that we shouldn't get married within three years?"

Shen Yan had heard about it, but she assumed that Lu Zheng was lying to delay the wedding.

She said unhappily, "Lu Zheng, this kind of nonsense doesn't sound like something you would say."

"The old man agreed with this."

Lu Zheng's words effectively shut down Chen Yan.

Her eyes widened, her red lips parted, but she couldn't utter a single word.

Lu Zheng had no patience to continue wasting time with her. "Shen's financing is not yet complete, and you came back without saying a word. Didn't you think there might be problems?"

"..." Shen Yan's lips twitched.

Lu Zheng pointed downstairs, "The car is waiting for you, go back as soon as possible."

Shen Yan clenched her fists, her whole body trembling slightly, and stood motionless.

Grandpa also told her that Lu Zheng had brought the master's posthumous work that he had been longing for.

It should have been a happy occasion, showing that Lu Zheng had done his best for the Shen family, but her grandfather's slightly furrowed brows and preoccupied, hesitant demeanor made her a little scared.

At this moment, she sensed with horror and clarity that Lu Zheng would break off the engagement.

Old Master Shen's favor will not be able to hold him back in the near future.

"Lu Zheng..." she uttered, her lips trembling. Her eyes reddened further, tears welling up in her eyes, threatening to fall, making her look delicate and pitiful.

But the man in front of her was cold and indifferent, not even deigning to glance at her. His deep gaze fell on the towering buildings of the bustling city, as if even steel and concrete were more outstanding and beautiful than her.

Lu Zheng sneered, "If there are problems with the financing, Old Master Shen would probably be happy to take this opportunity to train your abilities."

Does Lu Zheng mean he will stand idly by and let her struggle helplessly in her predicament?

The smoke was icy cold, and looking at Lu Zheng's handsome face beneath the icy exterior, she deeply felt his terrifying aura.

"Don't worry, the financing will definitely go smoothly!" She wiped her eyes hard.

Just as she grasped the doorknob, Lu Zheng's voice came, "Wait a moment."

Shen Yan thought Lu Zheng would cherish her after all, and turned around expectantly, "Lu Zheng?"

Lu Zheng's cold, menacing gaze swept over her, and Shen Yan's heart trembled. She involuntarily retreated in fear, pressing her back against the door.

“I warned you not to cause trouble for Qiao Zhen,” Lu Zheng said, each word like a sharp stone hitting Shen Yan’s heart. “As for the financing, it’s best if it’s really as you say, without any mistakes.”

When Chen Yan walked out of the conference room, she had a gentle smile on her face again. Although her steps were unsteady and she was about to fall if she was not careful, she still insisted on rushing to her colleagues who were greeting her to nod and acknowledge them.

She glanced at Qiao Zhen one last time.

Qiao was engrossed in organizing the data, completely blocking out everything from the outside world, so he had no idea that Chen Yan had passed by his workstation.

Shen Yan raised her eyebrows; in her opinion, Qiao Zhen was doing it on purpose.

She gritted her teeth. Just because Lu Zheng is protecting her doesn't mean she can be arrogant and do whatever she wants!

There are plenty of ways to deal with such arrogant and ignorant little bastards.

She arrived at the elevator and bumped into Ling Yiyi, who was coming out of the stairwell with red eyes.

"Here you go, coffee." Shen Yan smiled and handed over the remaining cup of coffee.

Ling Yiyi was flattered and accepted the gift with both hands, saying, "Thank you, Miss Chen."

"No need." Shen Yan gave her a deep look, then walked into the elevator with her head held high.

As soon as it was time to leave work, Qiao Zhen, who had finished her work early, picked up her bag and left. She walked along the sidewalk to the intersection when she heard a car horn. She looked up and saw Lu Zheng waving at her in a cool manner.

She quickly got into the car.

Lu Zheng didn't rush to drive; he picked up the small paper bag and handed it to Qiao Zhen.

Qiao Zhen opened it and found a cell phone inside.

She remembered that the phone belonged to Song Ruyi.

Lu Zheng raised an eyebrow: "I've got the video and the backup. Do whatever you want with it."

Qiao Zhen asked curiously, "Wasn't Song Ruyi sent abroad overnight? How did you get her?"

Lu Zheng smiled and said, "Dean Song forbade her from using her old phone to contact her friends, so the phone was left at the Song family's house. I told Dean Song that Song Ruyi had secretly taken pictures of me with the phone at a charity auction, and he immediately handed the phone back to me."

Qiao Zhen pressed the lock screen button. There was a password, but Lu Zheng had already cracked it.

She quickly found the photos and videos that Song Ruyi had secretly taken of her and the Yan family.

“I checked, there are no backups, so you can rest assured.” As Lu Zheng spoke, he leaned closer.

The familiar, faint smell of tobacco wafted into her nostrils, and Qiao Zhen subconsciously shrank her shoulders, glaring at the man who was so close to her.

Lu Zheng hooked his fingers around the seatbelt and pulled back into the driver's seat. "I'm just buckling your seatbelt."

Qiao Zhen complained, "...You're so tall and strong, I'm afraid you'll crush me."

"Oh?" Lu Zheng curled his lips.

Qiao Zhen almost broke the phone. Was that scoundrel thinking about some dirty stuff again?

She coughed twice, "Today... Miss Shen came to the company..."

She didn't even know when Chen Yan left. When she finished her work and looked up, another department was using the conference room. Lu Zheng's office was slightly ajar, and from her angle, she could only see a corner of the desk.

The thought of Chen Yan caused her delicate brows to furrow, and pain welled up in her eyes.

Lu Zheng saw this and said in a deep voice, "She's causing you trouble. You can tell me, or you can retaliate as you please."

Qiao Zhen shook her head slightly. Shen Yan stood on the moral high ground in front of her, and all her actions had a reasonable explanation.

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