"You're threatening me, so tell me what I want to do?"
After speaking, he pressed the knife directly against the blade.
In that instant, Han Sirong's legs went weak.
"you……"
Her whole body was stiff, and she dared not move.
"Okay, I'm warning you, don't do anything reckless."
"Murder is illegal."
The cold blade touched her skin, and Han Sirong's voice trembled as she spoke.
They were so close that Rong Shang could smell the panic on her.
She laughed, leaned forward, and brought her head right in front of her.
"Han Sirong, you lost the photos yourself, didn't you?"
Trying to frame me?
"I...I didn't."
"Um?"
The knife was pressed down a few more inches.
A slight stinging sensation came over Han Sirong, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her back.
"Don't."
She nervously clenched her fists, saying, "I forgot, let me think about it some more."
"Let me think about it some more."
Do you need to think about it?
Then Rong Chang counted for her properly.
"one."
"..."
"two."
"..."
"hiss."
The blade had already made a light cut on her neck.
Han Sirong was terrified. As the third blow was about to come, she quickly said, "It's me, it's me."
"It was indeed me who lost the photo."
It's all her manager's fault; she handed her the bag while she was filming.
I have no idea how she kept it safe; she actually lost her photos.
"Oh."
He gave a cold laugh, his voice extremely dangerous.
When Han Sirong came to her senses, she didn't dare to look directly at her.
"You lost it, so you're coming to me to settle the score?"
"I……"
Whoosh—
He made a single, clean cut.
Han Sirong hissed in pain, unable to believe that she would actually do it.
With a scream, the woman lunged at Rong Shang as the knife left her hand, trying to grab her hair.
It's a pity, facing someone like Rong Shang.
Han Sirong has no chance of winning.
Several times her outstretched hand missed its target.
Bang.
With a kick, Han Sirong was sent flying.
Oh shit!
"Since this has nothing to do with me, please leave now."
pain.
When Han Sirong got up, she was both clutching her neck and her stomach.
She's really having a tough time.
Not only have I lost my job, but now I'm being bullied by this woman.
Feeling like she was going to die just thinking about it, Han Sirong simply sat on the ground and started throwing a tantrum.
"Even you're bullying me, I don't want to live anymore."
"I don't want to live anymore."
"..."
laugh.
Disdain.
Rong Shang glanced at her, then turned and returned to her seat.
A few seconds later, when Han Sirong saw that she was being ignored, she opened the office door and sat down in the doorway to start making a scene.
"Someone's been assaulted! President An has assaulted someone!"
"I don't want to live anymore."
"..."
"Ah, I really don't want to live anymore."
Her wailing and howling disturbed Rong Shang's work, so she grabbed a file from the table and threw it at her.
"Get out."
What's all the noise about?
But, as it turns out...
Her tantrums were effective.
At the time, it was noticed that the employees in the corridor were all drawn to her crying.
Han Sirong began to remove her sunglasses and mask.
*Smack*
She threw everything away.
Rong Shang looked up at her from in front of the screen.
Oh.
So the reason you were covering your face was because you were really injured.
Look at that face, it's covered in bruises.
Han Sirong is the epitome of a drama queen.
At that moment, as Rong Shang's men surrounded her, she revealed her bruised face and began to frame them.
She falsely accused Rong Shang of slapping her face like that and threatened to sue her in court.
Her tearful appearance almost fooled even the assistant who had been by her side for many years.
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