He reached out to grab her arm, but Chu Wuyang abruptly shoved him away.
"Don't follow me!"
Her voice was cold and sharp, filled with almost shattering disappointment and anger. She turned around and walked out with the crisp, sharp sound of her high heels hitting the ground.
Jing Min stood frozen in place, his hand hovering in mid-air, his knuckles slightly clenched.
After a moment, he slowly withdrew his hand, his eyes darkening completely.
He abruptly turned to look at Yan Zhou, his thin lips pressed tightly together, and he growled coldly.
"Call Li Yan over here!"
Li Yan knelt on the office carpet, his forehead almost touching the floor.
His face was deathly pale, cold sweat beaded on his forehead, and his body was as stiff as a stone.
He hadn't expected this—he thought it was a brilliant move that would completely clear Jing Min of suspicion, since no one would think that President Jing would stoop so low as to have anything to do with his enemy.
However, it turned into an uncontrollable disaster.
The Chen family has always been ruthless and doesn't play by the rules. His momentary folly not only sent Jin Xian into the tiger's den, but also almost drove his wife crazy.
To make matters worse, Jin Xian's identity has been confirmed—he is Chu Wuyang's cousin.
Now, he has essentially pushed the CEO onto the edge of a knife.
The room was so quiet that only the ticking of the clock could be heard.
A chill ran down Li Yan's spine, and he didn't dare to look up at that figure.
Jingmin stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, one hand in his pocket and the other holding a half-smoked cigarette.
Smoke swirled around his fingertips, reflecting the city lights and shadows outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. He stood ramrod straight, motionless, like a volcano about to erupt.
The air in the room was almost frozen.
Li Yan's throat was dry, and he spoke in a hoarse voice.
"President...it was a moment of confusion, I...I..."
Before he could finish speaking, a muffled thud was heard—Jing Min suddenly kicked over a chair, the leg of which slammed hard against the wall.
Li Yan shuddered, and his words came to an abrupt halt.
Jing Min gave a low, cold laugh, his voice hoarse as if squeezed from his throat.
"Now it's not just about taking the blame, it's about lives that can't be saved."
The cigarette between his fingers burned slowly to the end, the red sparks flashing before extinguishing.
After a long silence, his voice was deep and cold.
"Give me people, money, and resources—dig three feet into the ground and get them out of the Chen family's hands."
Li Yan's eyes reddened, and he kowtowed heavily.
"yes!"
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