Ji Yan, Xing Chu, and Yu Yin walked out of the green channel chatting and laughing, completely unaware of the familiar figure in front of them.

At this moment, Xingchu suddenly staggered and almost fell. Ji Yan, who was next to her, quickly supported her waist with his hand.

"Fuying, you've come to pick up your brother?" Yu Yin took two quick steps and stood in front of Ji Fuying.

They had a very good relationship with Ji Yan, so Ji Yan's sister was also their sister, and he was also very fond of Ji Fuying.

"Brother Yu Yin, you're back! Big brother, I've come to collect the surprise you gave me."

When she looked at Yu Yin, she still had a smile on her face, but when she looked at Ji Yan, she was as indifferent as a stranger.

"Yingying?" Ji Yan stood there, stunned, his face blank as if carved from clay, and his heart grew increasingly uneasy.

I wanted to explain something, but I didn't know how to start.

Ji Fuying walked past Yu Yin to Ji Yan and Xing Chu, and asked casually, "Seeing how close you two are, should I start calling you sister-in-law?"

My palms, hidden under my coat, are covered in cuts and scratches, but why can't I feel any pain?

Overwhelmed by intense heartache, the love she had mustered the courage to obtain was trampled upon.

She felt it wasn't worth it for her own heart.

"I'll take Xingchu home first, and then I'll explain to you when we get home, okay?" Ji Yan reached out to stroke her head, but she turned her head away.

"No need, it's more important to spend time with her. I still have a lot of work to finish, so I can't keep you company."

She turned and left with a flourish, unaware that tears were already streaming down her face behind her sunglasses. She remembered that not long ago a man had told her not to cry, which seemed ridiculous to her now.

Ji Yan rushed over half an hour after Ji Fuying returned to the company; he knew she must be angry.

After sending Xu Nuo and the others away, he entered Ji Fuying's office, while Han Xiao stood guard at the door, preventing anyone from entering.

Ji Fuying heard the noise, but did not look up. Instead, she continued with her work.

Ji Yan walked behind her and reached out to hug her, but before his hand could touch Ji Fuying, she pressed her pen against her chest, preventing him from getting any closer.

"Yingying, things aren't what you think."

"President Ji, there's no need to explain. As your younger sister, I have no right to interfere in your private affairs."

"You're not even giving me a chance to explain before you're going to sentence me to death?"

“I’ve given you chances, more than once. I’ll forget all about what happened between us. Mr. Ji, please leave.”

Ji Fuying's resolute and indifferent attitude completely shattered Ji Yan's spirit. He picked her up, spread her legs, and pinned her against the desk.

"Ji Yan, I'm warning you, you'd better not touch me again." Even in her anger, the woman's tone remained calm.

"Ji Fuying, don't force me." Ji Yan was starting to panic, but he still tried to remain calm.

"Don't force me. Get out. I don't want to see you."

Seeing her stubborn look, Ji Yan couldn't help but kiss her head, only to be met with a loud slap.

"Ji Fuying." The man's voice suddenly increased.

"Touch me once, I'll hit you once."

In the end, Ji Yan couldn't persuade her otherwise and had to return to the president's office with a red and swollen handprint.

"Mr. Ji, do you need some ice?" Han Xiao asked awkwardly.

"roll."

"Okay." Han Xiao ran off quickly and disappeared in an instant.

"Why did it turn out like this?" He slammed his fist on the table, shattering the glass instantly and causing blood to splatter everywhere.

After a long while, he loosened his fist, took two steps back, and slumped onto the sofa, his mind in turmoil. It felt as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.

One is a woman he once loved, who saved his life, but now suffers from amnesia and intellectual disability.

One is his younger sister, whom he doted on growing up and with whom he gradually developed a romantic relationship.

He will feel guilty towards the other party no matter who he chooses. How should he decide?

......

Song Family Villa.

Song Yuxi was on the second-floor balcony making a phone call. As she talked about something, her smile grew wider and wider.

You're welcome. I'll contact you again if I need anything next time.

She hung up the phone, picked up the glass of red wine on the table, and gently swirled it. No one who had offended her could live a peaceful and carefree life.

Ji Fuying, the show is just beginning. You'd better perform well and don't disappoint me.

The next day, as soon as Ji Fuying arrived at the company, she sensed that something was wrong. Without even thinking, she knew that she had been set up again.

Xu Nuo came in to discuss it with her several times, but she dismissed him each time. She really had no interest in these trivial matters.

It's not the first time anyway, so let him say what he wants, as long as it doesn't jeopardize her interests.

At 9:55, Xu Nuo came in on time to call her to a meeting.

When she entered the conference room, almost all the senior executives, except for Ji Yan, were already seated in their seats.

Ji Fuying ignored the strange looks and sat down in her seat to wait for the meeting to begin.

"I was wondering how some people still have the nerve to come to a meeting. They're even finding a sense of accomplishment in being mistresses," a sophisticatedly dressed woman suddenly said sarcastically.

"Mistress?" Ji Fuying thought for a moment, realizing that it probably wasn't referring to her, so she ignored it.

Who knew that the woman would escalate her actions, saying, "General Manager Ji, being young and beautiful is an asset, but it might not last long, don't you think?"