Zhang Xiaowan rushed into the doctor's office in a panic, then rushed out again, like a rocket leaping up and down, panting as she said, "Dr. Nie... is in the office, I told you she... is here!"
Sikong Jingyu frowned slightly. He had just gone into the office to confirm that the person inside was not her.
"Are you sure?" Sikong Jingyu asked back.
“Yes, that’s for sure! Look! She’s Dr. Nie Shirong!” Zhang Xiaowan said, pointing to Nie Shirong in the office.
Sikong Jingyu's eyes were deep and dark, his gaze fixed on Nie Shirong, his thin lips pressed into a straight line.
She lied to him again!!!
Seeing Sikong Jingyu's suddenly cold expression and the oppressive atmosphere around him, Zhang Xiaowan inwardly cried out in alarm.
Why would you have this expression when you see the person you've been longing for?
Could it be... that he's been looking for the wrong person these past few days?
The person he was looking for wasn't actually Nie Shirong.
This idea instantly made Zhang Xiaowan feel much more relaxed. Anyway, it doesn't matter who this gentleman looks for, as long as he doesn't look for Nie Shirong!
Nie Shirong's character is not good enough for this man; it's a waste of his good looks.
Zhang Xiaowan thought to herself, then quickly steered the conversation back on track, "Sir, she's the Nie Shirong you've been looking for, Dr. Nie... no, I should say Director Nie. She was promoted to our director yesterday! You've been looking for her so many times, and you've finally met her today. Go find her now, I have to go!"
After Zhang Xiaowan finished speaking, she turned and walked away. As she turned, a slight smile appeared on her lips. Who told Nie Shirong to act so arrogantly and act like a petty person who had gotten away with something?
This morning, Zhang Xiaowan was one minute late for her shift handover, and Nie Shirong couldn't wait to use her authority as director to deduct 100 yuan from her pay. When Director Zhang was the director, as long as the performance was good, she would never say much if they were late. She would say that everyone had children to take to school and she could understand, and she believed that no one was deliberately late.
Hmph! She was just telling the truth today. If Nie Shirong's relationship falls apart, it's none of her business. Zhang Xiaowan shrugged and walked toward the nurses' station with a clear conscience.
Sikong Jingyu stood there, staring at the door for a long time before finally walking towards the office.
When Sikong Jingyu stood in front of the desk, Nie Shirong was startled by his powerful aura.
"Who are you?" Nie Shirong asked in confusion.
Sikong Jingyu looked at the unfamiliar face before him, his thin lips slowly parting: "You are Nie Shirong? You were the one who went to the Sikong residence that night?"
Upon hearing this, Nie Shirong's expression changed drastically. She abruptly stood up from her seat and stared at Sikong Jingyu in shock.
The person who called that night was none other than him, Sikong Jingyu, the heir to the Sikong Group!
He was indeed imposing and handsome.
The fact that he's asking this now means he's still unsure who the woman from that night was. So, she'd better make the most of this windfall.
Nie Shirong suppressed the turmoil in her heart and calmly met Sikong Jinghan's questioning eyes: "It's me!"
Seeing Nie Shirong's resolute expression, Sikong Jingyu's chest heaved violently, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was icy: "How can you prove it's you!"
“I have the call log; it was you who called me that night… Mr. Sikong, are you asking this now because you don’t want to take responsibility for what happened that night?”
The call was indeed made by Sikong Jingyu; at the time, he thought the woman was Nie Shirong!
Despite being drugged, Sikong Jingyu could tell that the woman's scent that night was different from the woman in front of him; at least, there was no strong smell of perfume or cosmetics.
It's... a faint taste.
It has a fragrance somewhat similar to that of gardenias.
Sikong Jingyu had smelled this fragrance on that woman before, but now he had no clue who that woman was.
Over this period of time, he seemed to be trying to figure out who she was, repeatedly admitting his mistake and missing the opportunity again and again.
"Are you sure it's you?" Sikong Jingyu's tone revealed a murderous intent.
This powerful intimidation made Nie Shirong tremble with fear, but she quickly calmed down: "It's true... If Mr. Sikong doesn't want to take responsibility, he doesn't need to think of me as that kind of woman."
"What kind of woman do I think of?" Sikong Jingyu asked in return.
"...gold digger."
When she said this, Nie Shirong's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, but it was enough for everyone to hear clearly.
Looking at Nie Shirong with a scrutinizing gaze, Sikong Jingyu suddenly smiled: "Aren't you one?"
Nie Shirong had always thought that people in high society were particular about etiquette and morality, especially a noble young man like Sikong Jingyu, who would surely pay attention to gentlemanly manners when speaking. She never expected him to be so blunt, not giving her any face at all.
For a moment, Nie Shirong lost her composure and asked hesitantly, "What makes you say that, Mr. Sikong?"
Sikong Jingyu's lips curled into a disdainful smile, mocking, "If nothing unexpected happens, Dr. Nie must have already been promoted and received a raise yesterday."
Nie Shirong's eyes darted around, and she felt a pang of guilt. She feigned shock and said, "So it turns out that my promotion and raise were Mr. Sikong's doing!"
Sikong Jingyu chuckled softly again.
She didn't refuse this kind of benefit that was unclear and ambiguous yesterday.
Nie Shirong felt even more guilty, as if Sikong Jingyu had already seen through her tricks.
"You said the woman that night was you, so you're saying the injuries on my face were inflicted by you?" Sikong Jingyu pointed to his still somewhat bruised jawline, his gaze instantly turning sinister, as if he wanted to devour someone.
Nie Shirong dared not meet Sikong Jingyu's gaze, lowering her eyes to hide the guilt in them. Just as she was about to make a pretext, Sikong Jingyu's gloomy voice came: "Tell the truth, you only have one chance."
He exuded authority without being angry, his brows furrowed with rage, and the surrounding air seemed to turn chilly because of his anger.
Nie Shirong blinked, thinking quickly. Could the injury on Sikong Jingyu's face have been caused by Shi Wan that night?
Looking into Sikong Jingyu's sharp eyes, it seemed that if she said it was her, he would immediately tear her to pieces.
A quick glance at Sikong Jingyu's sinister face sent a shiver down Nie Shirong's spine, filling her with inexplicable fear.
She refuses to take the blame for Shi Wan!
"Mr. Sikong, I can tell you the truth, but please promise me one thing." Nie Shirong was asking for a get-out-of-jail-free card in advance.
Sikong Jingyu sneered, coldly eyeing the person in front of him who dared to negotiate with him.
"I, Sikong Jingyu, am not threatened by anyone. What makes you think I would agree to your request?" Sikong Jingyu scoffed coldly, his arrogance unmatched.
"My answer is very important to you!" Nie Shirong raised her head and looked directly into Sikong Jingchen's eyes, speaking each word with unwavering conviction.
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