"Your father begged me to come to my office, and your mother took you to my grandmother's. Your Shen family has gone to great lengths just to get me to take charge?"

"Miss Shen accepted my grandmother's Buddhist amulet, but she seems to be confused about her own identity and position."

"I regret to inform you that from now on, your affairs will no longer be my responsibility."

"Only I can manage this."

He moved the computer screen and zoomed in on the "Shen Family Bankruptcy Liquidation Statement" to show it to her.

Shen Zhiyi's pupils suddenly contracted.

Bankruptcy?!

Her family is going bankrupt?!

She leaned over, pressed her face against the computer screen, and stared intently at the large characters.

His eyes turned red from staring.

Waaah...

She said, "Mom is perfectly fine, why would she take me to the Yan family for dinner?"

They also want her to get close to Yan Jili!

If they weren't on the verge of bankruptcy, how could they bear to marry themselves off to Yan Jili, such a hard, stubborn rock!

Startled by her sudden approach, Yan Jili leaned back in his chair.

She was half-lying over his thighs.

His wrist was also pressing down on his forearm and knee.

Even strands of hair fell down, entwining around his fingertips.

Yan Jili smelled the familiar scent of gardenias and suddenly felt his breathing quicken. He impatiently tugged at his tie.

His gaze swept down to the back of her dangling thighs.

There, where the leather seat had pressed against, a thin red mark appeared on the fair, soft flesh.

His eyes darkened instantly.

Too delicate.

Her skin.

Even such a shallow indentation can create such a decadent crimson.

If a large hand pinches it...

Yan Jili closed his eyes and reprimanded her coldly.

Have you seen enough?

Get off me.

Shen Zhiyi raised her head, her eyes slightly red.

It looks like tears are about to stream down my face.

Yan Jili was stunned for a moment.

But if she wears a longer skirt, why does she look like she's been bullied terribly?

The vehicle arrived at Shen's house.

Shen Zhiyi opened the car door, wiped away her tears, and rushed out.

"Stinky rock!"

"You think I wanted to marry you?!"

She threw the amulet at him and slammed the door shut.