This was not what she wanted. Her original purpose of approaching Shang Jingchi was to be able to work and film better.
Wen Ran shook his head and said stubbornly, "Boss Shang, I don't want the black card."
Shang Jingchi watched her actions, his last bit of patience faded away, and a fire ignited in his chest.
His voice turned as cold as the December wind. "So what do you want to do?"
Wen Ran raised his chin and looked directly into Shang Jingchi's eyes.
He answered very firmly, "Mr. Shang, I want to make a movie."
"What's so good about filming? If it weren't for filming, you would have been injured this time? I said I would support you and I would definitely do it. Isn't this better than filming?" Shang Jingchi's voice was almost a roar.
Wen Ran's body trembled violently, and Shang Jingchi's voice frightened her so much that her nerve endings were trembling.
This was the second time she saw Shang Jingchi so angry.
The last time was at the Jingjue Club, but that time his anger was directed at Han Zhaoshu.
But this time it was directed at herself. Wen Ran bit her lips and struggled internally for a long time.
Finally, he insisted and repeated, "Mr. Shang, I want to film."
Shang Jingchi narrowed his deep eyes slightly, and looked at Wen Ran with a cold gaze. He couldn't believe that the person in front of him was the usually obedient and gentle Wen Ran.
Looking at the unfamiliar stubbornness on Wen Ran's face, Shang Jingchi's expression became so gloomy that it could be described as terrifying.
He suddenly raised his hand and swung it, knocking the entire tea set on the table to the ground, breaking it into countless pieces in an instant.
A burst of "crackling" sounds pierced the eardrums.
Wen Ran's face turned pale in an instant.
But she couldn't retreat. If she did, all her past efforts would be in vain.
Wen Ran took a few deep breaths and tried to calm himself down.
After adjusting his state, Wen Ran spoke again in a resounding voice.
"Mr. Shang, I have my own hands and feet. I don't need anyone to support me. I want to go to work and I want to film."
Wen Ran realized that his tone was too harsh and added a soft word.
"Please, for the sake of the more than a year I've been with you, don't stop me."
Shang Jingchi pursed his thin lips into a tight line.
He was silent for a long time, then suddenly lowered his head and chuckled with a hint of sarcasm.
"Wen Ran, do you think too highly of yourself? I've found a lot of good resources for you over the past year, but I haven't seen you produce any sparks."
Seeing the sadness on Wen Ran's face, Shang Jingchi knew that he had spoken too harshly.
But he was also angry.
In the past, Wen Ran never refuted his words, let alone questioned his decisions.
Shang Jingchi crossed his arms and waited quietly for Wen Ran to give in. He didn't believe that Wen Ran would really dare to go against his wishes.
The two people were in a stalemate, as if the storm had died down.
After a long time, Wen Ran suddenly spoke.
But her voice sounded even colder than Shang Jingchi's.
"Since Mr. Shang looks down on me, there's no need to contact me in the future."
Wen Ran took great effort to suppress the bitterness in her heart and hold back her tears.
She turned around and walked towards the office door with determination.
Shang Jingchi was stunned for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he rushed forward, reached out and grabbed Wen Ran's shoulder bone, holding Wen Ran in place like an iron clamp.
"Let me go!" Wen Ran tried to struggle.
Shang Jingchi put his arm around Wen Ran's shoulders, holding her close to his chest. He leaned his head and whispered in her ear, "You came here on your own, and now you want to leave? I tell you, forget it!" After saying that, Shang Jingchi increased his strength.
Wen Ran's shoulder was hurt by his grip, and in desperation she tilted her head and bit the back of Shang Jingchi's hand.
What is weak? What is well-behaved? What is little white flower?
At this moment, she didn't want to care about anything.
"hiss!"
Shang Jingchi felt a pain on the back of his hand and unconsciously loosened his grip.
Wen Ran grabbed his arm and ran away.
Shang Jingchi was even faster. He reached forward with his left hand and held Wen Ran in his arms again.
"Let me go!"
Wen Ran twisted her body and struggled, slapping Shang Jingchi's arms with both hands.
"Shang Jingchi, let me go!"
Not only did Shang Jingchi not let go, he also restrained Wen Ran's wrist.
Then, his overwhelming hormonal scent attacked Wen Ran. Wen Ran lowered her head and moved forward to avoid it, her hair becoming a mess.
Shang Jingchi pressed Wen Ran's arm under his other arm, and with his other hand, he pinched her jaw and made her look up at him.
Ignoring Wen Ran's resistance, he blocked her lips. It was called a kiss, but it was not gentle at all, and was as fierce as a passing hurricane.
Wen Ran's eyes were blank, he had difficulty breathing, and his lips were numb and painful from being bitten.
In desperation, she bit Shang Jingchi's lips desperately, using almost all her strength.
Shang Jingchi frowned.
But he did not stop, but became even more ferocious, and the smell of blood instantly filled every corner of his mouth.
Wen Ran finally couldn't bear it anymore and cried out, "Wuwuwu..."
Shang Jingchi paused, let go of Wen Ran, pursed his lips, and looked down at her.
Wen Ran's eyes had already turned red and even swollen from crying.
She pushed Shang Jingchi away and ran out of the office.
This time, Shang Jingchi did not stop him.
He stood there, his mind constantly echoing Wen Ran's appearance just now.
I don’t know why, but my heart feels heavy and stuffy, as if there’s a stone blocking it.
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