He reached out to touch Yu Jiuyuan's hair, but she dodged his hand in mid-air.
"Vice President Rong, is there something you need?" Yu Jiuyuan's tone instantly turned cold, as if she were looking at a stranger who had overstepped his bounds. "If there's nothing else, please make yourself at home and don't disturb our work discussion."
The order to evict them was given without any hesitation.
Rong Shenghan's hand froze in mid-air, his gentle expression shattering completely, revealing the surging obsession and possessiveness beneath.
He stared intently at Yu Jiuyuan, then glanced at Xie Zhecheng, who remained calm, before finally settling his gaze on the sullen Lin Yanran.
These three men were all gathered around her, sharing her attention, while he, the one who had "completed the conquest," seemed like an outsider.
On what grounds?
He shielded her from the Su family's underhanded tactics, gave up his shares in the Rong family for her, and stood guard outside her villa through wind and snow. And this is what he got in return?
An overwhelming surge of jealousy welled up in his heart like lava, burning away all his reason.
"I have something to discuss." Rong Shenghan's voice was low and hoarse, carrying a resolute determination. "I want to speak with the chairman alone about... the behind-the-scenes matters of the Su family."
When the Su family was mentioned, Yu Jiuyuan's expression changed.
Xie Zhecheng immediately stood up: "Since you have personal matters to attend to, I'll head back first. I'll send the information to your email."
He looked at Yu Jiuyuan, his gaze softening. "The meeting is scheduled for Wednesday morning. I'll come pick you up."
“Okay.” Yu Jiuyuan nodded.
As Xie Zhecheng left, he glanced at Rong Shenghan, his eyes filled with scrutiny and warning, as if to say, "Don't bully her."
Seeing this, Lin Yanran tactfully picked up his suitcase and said, "I... I'll head back first too. Contact me if there are any problems with the report." He walked away quickly, as if he were fleeing some terrifying place.
Only Yu Jiuyuan and Rong Shenghan remained in the living room.
The light from the crystal chandelier fell between the two, creating an invisible chasm.
"Speak," Yu Jiuyuan broke the silence first, her tone icy, "Who's behind the Su family?"
Rong Shenghan did not answer.
He approached her step by step, trapping her between the sofa and himself. His chilling aura, mixed with an intense possessiveness, almost devoured her.
“Just now,” his voice whispered in her ear, tinged with burning jealousy, “you and Xie Zhecheng were very close together.”
Yu Jiuyuan looked up at him, a maniacal smile flashing in her eyes: "So what?"
"He touched you."
"So what?"
"You used couple's cups."
“Rong Shenghan,” Yu Jiuyuan reached out, her fingertips tracing his taut jawline, her tone flippant, “Are you jealous?”
Rong Shenghan's breath hitched, then he chuckled softly, his laughter tinged with suppressed madness: "Yes. I'm jealous, Yu Jiuyuan."
He suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips.
This kiss was unlike the usual tender and lingering one; it carried a punitive connotation, fierce and urgent, as if he wanted to tear her apart and devour her, branding her with his unique mark.
Yu Jiuyuan did not resist. Instead, she stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around his neck, and deepened the kiss.
As their tongues intertwined, she could taste a faint bitterness in his mouth, a taste left by long hours of staying up late and anxiety.
That's insane.
They've all gone mad.
One lost control because of jealousy, and the other indulged because he enjoyed being in control.
When they were almost breathless from the kiss, Rong Shenghan finally released her, his forehead pressed against hers, his breathing heavy: "Don't smile at anyone else anymore, Jiu Yuan. Your smile is only for me."
Yu Jiuyuan looked at the possessiveness surging in his eyes and smiled even more sweetly: "Why should I?"
"Because I'm your man." His voice carried an undeniable stubbornness. "Because you told me to come back, I have to stay by your side."
"Oh?" Yu Jiuyuan raised an eyebrow and gently poked his chest with her fingertip. "Do you still remember the rules I mentioned last time?"
Rong Shenghan's body stiffened.
“When I’m angry, you should ask me if I’ve calmed down.” Her fingertips traced his Adam’s apple, her tone ambiguous and dangerous, “When I’m intimate with other people…”
She paused deliberately, looking at the tension and anticipation in his eyes, and suddenly laughed out loud: "You should learn to get used to it."
Rong Shenghan's expression instantly turned ugly.
“After all,” Yu Jiuyuan pushed him away, stood up and straightened her skirt, like an elegant yet cruel cat, “you’re not the only ‘pet’ I have.”
She turned and walked upstairs, leaving Rong Shenghan standing there alone, the air pressure around him so low it could freeze someone to death.
The light from the crystal chandelier shone on him, but it couldn't warm the coldness in his eyes.
He knew that this game was far from over.
Meanwhile, his young mistress is enjoying the thrill of being in control of everything in the most insane way.
As for the ever-increasing favorability rating and the jealousy that was growing wildly in his heart, they were just the most interesting seasonings in this game.
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