She frowned, the hickey becoming more and more noticeable the more she looked at it.
So, she turned her anger into venting and sent voice messages to her girlfriends on her phone.
"I saw a tabloid news story. Do you know how perverted Zheng is? She restricts people's freedom of dress. Long sleeves and trousers are required, and skirts must be below the knee. This is probably the lingering poison of feudalism that has affected her cerebellum."
Song Leilei, a friend, said, "It's normal. After all, the Zheng family's assets dominate the entire City A. It's understandable that their family traditions are a bit old-fashioned. It can't be called feudal, since the Zheng Group is rumored to be a model in the business world."
The Zheng family has a century-old business empire and has always been a leading force in City A. Even her ex-husband Zhao Xichen's group has to give way to the Zheng family.
Su Jin: "Not only are they old-fashioned, but the men of the Zheng family are even stranger."
Song Leilei: "How could that be? Zheng Lin, the vice president of Zheng's Group, is not only handsome, but also more compassionate than the average president. I heard that he obtained his lawyer's license back then so that he could represent the poor in court."
"Tch. It's all just a fabricated persona. Just look at his face and you know he's a dog."
Su Jin took out two band-aids from her bag, shaped like crosses, and stuck them across her collarbone to cover the deep red hickey.
Looking in the mirror again, it looks much better.
She threw her phone onto the bed and then lay down face down on the bed.
That night, Su Jin dreamed of the car accident and drowning she experienced in her previous life.
She fell into the sea and looked up to see Bai Qingchi's sinister smile, which instantly woke her up.
"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"
A deep, masculine voice came from behind.
Su Jin opened her eyes.
A man was standing in the doorway. The man picked up a pillow and threw it warily. "Who's there!"
She turned on the bedside lamp and could finally see the man's face clearly.
"It's you! What are you doing standing there?"
Zheng Lin caught the flying pillow with one hand and held it between his arms.
He leaned against the doorframe, watching her with great interest.
"This is the Zheng Family Manor, my home. Do I need to report to you when I walk around my own house? But you, making such a racket in your sleep at night, are you dreaming about some young heartthrob or handsome older man again?"
He was mocking her.
Just like she said on the day she broke up with him many years ago.
She said, "I'm tired of looking at your face, let's break up."
She's always been such a shallow woman.
Su Jin squeezed the blanket hard, thinking to herself: You're the one whose mind is full of men!
She endured it, she endured it.
She forced a smile: "You're right. If I could, I'd really like to invite you into my dreams."
Zheng Lin stared at Su Jin with a chilling gaze, wishing he could strangle her.
Even in my dreams I'm distracted!
"I just want to peel back the layers of your heart and see what color it really is."
Zheng Lin finished speaking coldly and turned to leave.
Two minutes later, he came back in, this time with a sleep-aid aromatherapy diffuser in his hand.
He coldly inserted the aroma diffuser.
“This room was originally meant for me. Uncle Wu is old and forgetful. This stuff is noisy and smelly, and it disturbs my sleep.”
Zheng Lin's eyes darkened when he noticed the ugly band-aid on her collarbone.
Slightly annoyed, he knelt on one knee on the bed and pressed down on her other shoulder.
He took another bite on her other collarbone.
Once is one thing, but twice is another. Su Jin kicked his thigh.
Are you born in the Year of the Dog?
Whether it was because the kick was too hard or not, Zheng Lin finally stopped jumping around in front of her and slammed the door shut as he left.
Su Jin listened intently for three minutes, but heard nothing. She muttered to herself, "Is there something wrong with his ears? There's no sound, but the smell is wonderful."
Music was playing on her phone when a fleeting, ambiguous scene suddenly appeared in her mind. She subconsciously licked the soft flesh in her mouth, "Ouch—it hurts."
No wonder it hurt when I ate today, it turns out I had a sore in my mouth.
In an instant, a large number of scattered fragments came up.
She kissed him first.
She even made grand promises to him, saying she would take care of him and even pluck stars from the sky for him.
In the following minutes, blood rushed to the top of my head, and it got increasingly intense.
Su Jin couldn't sleep all night, her mind filled with the recurring embarrassing images. Even with her face covered by a pillow, she still felt utterly ashamed.
My good friend Song Leilei once said that when she's drunk, she can even nibble on a dog for a while while hugging it.
This is worse than eating dog food.
It's so shameful to cling to your ex-boyfriend.
The next day, Su Jin secretly went to Wudu Group. Although Zheng Lin said he would help her manage it, her personality wouldn't allow her to stay completely uninvolved.
Sitting in the chairman's office, there were piles of financial statements from the past few years in the corner.
Su Jin was overwhelmed and couldn't understand it, so she could only ask other questions.
She used to be a relatively unknown actress, so she was only slightly interested in the entertainment industry.
Su Jin: "I remember the group opened a Five Degrees Entertainment, right?"
Assistant Wang: "Yes. However, the company only has Bai Qingchi as an artist. After Bai Qingchi was injured and hospitalized, the entire company came to a standstill."
She remembered this.
Initially, Su Jin repeatedly expressed her desire to sign with Wudu Entertainment, but Zhao Xichen rejected her outright each time, giving lame reasons such as the entertainment company being immature and fearing that signing her would hinder her career. He kept pushing her away.
At the time, she didn't think much of it. But not long after, when Bai Qingchi signed with Wudu Entertainment, Zhao Xichen told her that Bai Qingchi was being used as a guinea pig in experiments and that she shouldn't take it too seriously.
She had already noticed something was amiss, but since there was no love between her and Zhao Xichen, she didn't take his lies to heart.
In her previous life, Bai Qingchi conspired with Zhao Xichen to murder her, and that is the knot in her heart.
“Then let’s recruit new artists and sign them,” Su Jin said. “We can arrange it this afternoon, and I’ll come to interview them.”
Assistant Wang turned to make arrangements, but then saw a news pop-up on his tablet. "Something big has happened, Chairman Su, take a look at this."
event?
Su Jin immediately opened Weibo.
I saw that the trending search term "Wudu Group" exploded.
When I clicked on it, I saw two blurry photos, with the same resolution as those taken with a landline camera.
Even when zoomed in, you can only see the general outlines of a man and a woman, with the man carrying the woman and facing forward.
Assistant Wang said angrily, "Who took this picture? These paparazzi are so unscrupulous these days."
Su Jin crossed her arms and said, "The photos are so blurry because the paparazzi want to make money. They've contacted the paparazzi and sent them money to delete the photos."
She had barely finished speaking when, less than a few seconds later, the original Weibo post was deleted and even the trending topic disappeared.
She thought it was because Assistant Wang was efficient, so she looked up at Assistant Wang and gave him a thumbs up, saying, "Well done."
Assistant Wang hung up the phone and turned around. "Chairman Su, the public relations department has provided two proposals."
Su Jin: "?"
Their company is still in the solution selection stage, so who just removed the trending topic?
"The trending topic has dropped, so there's no need to contact the paparazzi anymore."
"Who is so fast? That's too fast!"
"Who helped me?" Su Jin thought, biting her finger, when she suddenly heard a WeChat notification.
The photos and messages were sent by Zheng Lin's assistant.
The photos are all very high-resolution without needing to be opened.
The photo shows Zheng Lin holding her, whose face is flushed after drinking.
Assistant Gao: "I've taken care of what the boss asked me to do. You're in the photo, and it's such a beautiful one. I'm sending you a copy too, so it's a return to its rightful owner."
Su Jin: "..." There's no need for that. Who would want such an embarrassing high-definition photo?
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