She was really afraid that Lin Congzhi would force a kiss on her like he always had, because then she would be tormented all over again.

Lin Congzhi disregarded her feelings and pinned her against the door. His blatant disregard for the law and his lack of respect for others deeply angered her.

After catching her breath, she glared angrily at Lin Congzhi, her eyes blazing with fury, and said, "Lin Congzhi, if you dare to be so self-righteous and unreasonable again, I'll leave immediately."

Lin Congzhi's momentum weakened, and he responded seriously: "President Jiang, rest assured, I will not make trouble or cause trouble for no reason, nor will I hurt you for no reason."

Jiang Yimei remained unfazed: "In short, if you dare to do this again, I'll never forgive you."

That put an end to the matter of demanding accountability. Lin Congzhi stopped pressuring Jiang Yimei and changed the subject, asking, "President Jiang, your cooking is delicious. Would you like to work as a part-time cleaner at my house? I'll pay you a thousand yuan per hour."

Jiang Yimei refused without hesitation: "Lin Congzhi, I won't go to your den of thieves unless the situation is critical. Even if you gave me a hundred million, I wouldn't go."

Lin Congzhi smiled broadly: "President Jiang dislikes my house so much, could it be that you saw something you shouldn't have seen in my house?"

His house had many photos of Jiang Yimei on it, and Jiang Yimei, who had spent most of the day there, must have seen them; so he thought that Jiang Yimei might be afraid of being reminded of the past and therefore dared not go to his house.

Jiang Yimei cut to the chase: "What I hate is not the house, but you as a person."

This statement seems irrefutable, but there is actually some room for maneuver.

Lin Congzhi curled his lips, unconcerned: "President Jiang dislikes me, yet he became my savior. Doesn't that sound a bit contradictory?"

Jiang Yimei defended herself righteously: "I saved people because I am kind-hearted, not because of anything else."

The quick-witted Lin Congzhi seized the opportunity: "President Jiang is so public-spirited and chivalrous. Would you mind treating me to a meal to repay your life-saving grace?"

Jiang Yimei flatly refused: "Saving people was purely voluntary, and I don't need to repay any favors."

Lin Congzhi was unwilling to give up: "President Jiang..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Yimei pointed to the door, her eyes blazing with anger: "Get out!"

Completely helpless, Lin Congzhi could only leave dejectedly.

Jiang Yimei was completely relieved only after Lin Congzhi left.

If you don't hate this person, he will keep pestering you until you can't fight back anymore.

...

That evening, recalling the scene of Lin Congzhi's domineering embrace that morning, Jiang Yimei, lying in bed, felt a little flutter in her heart.

His domineering way of protecting her and shielding her from all troubles was incredibly heartwarming.

Lin Congzhi was perfect before, and now that he has matured, he is even more flawless.

If only there weren't these seven years between them.

...

The next day, shortly after arriving at work, Lin Congzhi came to her office and knocked on the door with a document in his hand.

"Tap tap!"

After what happened yesterday, Jiang Yimei was traumatized and asked nervously, "Who?"

Lin Congzhi replied boastfully, "You are the handsome, tall, and dashing Secretary Lin, whose beauty is truly captivating."

"Lin Congzhi?"

What is this bastard up to now? Is he going to come up with another "legitimate" excuse to pin her against the door?

Jiang Yimei was on edge: "What do you want with me?"

Lin Congzhi explained, "There is a project proposal that needs to be reviewed by President Jiang personally."