Jing Weiyang's slender white fingers suddenly tightened, and she said forcefully, "I didn't cry!"
The person on the other end of the phone didn't speak, but the sound of a lighter being turned on and off could be heard.
A wisp of smoke rose from between his fingers. Chen Yu took a drag, his voice deep and calm:
"Tell me, who upset you this time?"
Jing Weiyang's heart skipped a beat, but she remained cold and hard as she said:
"No, no one provoked me, I just hate you."
Shen Yu chuckled, took another drag of his cigarette, and then spoke slowly and deliberately:
"I'm giving you one minute to calm down and explain things clearly, or I'll come home to find you. You know I mean what I say."
Jing Weiyang was stunned. She had imagined a hundred possible reactions from Shen Yu, but she never expected this.
Should I come back to find her?
Stop joking. No matter how willful she is, she can't possibly make her husband abroad abandon his work and come back to comfort her just because she lost control of her emotions for a moment. What would her subordinates think of her then?
A femme fatale who seduced the king and caused him to neglect state affairs, bringing ruin to the country?
grass!
It has to be said that Shen Yu's decisive and straightforward approach completely disrupted Jing Weiyang's emotions.
She stared, speechless, caught off guard: "How...how could you...do this?"
Shen Yu ignored her, only reading the numbers in his pleasant, sexy voice without any emotion:
"8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, Okay, I'm back."
He was about to leave when, as expected, a woman screamed from the other side to stop him.
"I won't let you come back! I'll tell you!"
Jing Weiyang was a little angry, even angrier than before. She was the one who was questioning him, so why did it end up with her begging him to listen to her?
Shen Yu, that bastard, that son of a bitch!
She cursed him in her heart, but had no choice but to recount what had happened on television:
"...I still have the love letter I wanted to give you, your school uniform, and the cat you gave me after ten years!"
With each word she spoke, her tone grew increasingly sarcastic, until finally, when she mentioned cats, her voice involuntarily rose:
"You gave her a cat! You actually gave her a cat! You've never given me a cat before! Waaah..."
As she spoke, a sob escaped her lips, as if she had suffered a great injustice. This evoked sympathy but also a sense of unease. Was it the woman's deep affection that was causing her distress, or was it... the cat?
The man's voice on the phone was calm, almost cold, showing no sign of being moved by her sadness.
"Don't even think about taking advantage of this situation. There's no way I'll let you have a cat, not in this lifetime. Forget about it."
Jing Weiyang choked on her words and instantly couldn't cry anymore.
She almost immediately turned hostile, speaking in a fierce and pretentious tone:
"What about the school uniform? What about the love letters? How are you going to explain that? Oh, and the cat! You have to explain yourself!"
Her voice naturally sounds like she's being coquettish, but it sounds even more like that when she's angry.
Even with his eyes closed, Shen Yu could imagine how furious she must be right now.
Jing Weiyang waited for a while, but didn't hear Shen Yu's voice. Thinking she had found his weakness, she became even more smug.
"Hmph, wasn't I right? You're just feeling guilty, you're too scared to speak! You scumbag! Shameless! You disgusting man!"
Shen Yu quickly finished his cigarette, and by the time he lit a second one, he had already extracted all the relevant information from his mind.
"Yangyang," Shen Yu called her name, his voice a little low.
"what?"
"The cat you keep talking about was a gift from the organizers to a female guest at Shen's press conference earlier this year. If I remember correctly, the woman you're talking about had just been hired as the chief designer of the design department at that time."
"You mean..." Jing Weiyang understood Shen Yu's meaning almost immediately, her eyes widening in disbelief:
"She claimed that the gift your company gave her was a gift from you alone?"
Shen Yu hummed in agreement and took a drag of his cigarette: "So, are you satisfied with this answer?"
Jing Weiyang didn't speak; she bit her lip, her voice slightly muffled:
"If I participate in this activity too, could you...?"
“No,” Shen Yu coldly interrupted her, “I told you to give up on that idea.”
Jing Weiyang exploded: "Aaaaaah, Shen Yu, you bastard, you bastard, you bastard! Are you even a man? Why can't you even tolerate a cat? Cats are so cute!"
"Don't you know whether I'm a man or not?"
The man's deep voice made Jing Weiyang's mind involuntarily conjure up some indescribable images, and her face instantly turned red.
Ugh, you bastard Shen Yu, what's with suddenly making that suggestive joke?!
She's clearly angry!
Jing Weiyang took two deep breaths to suppress those inappropriate thoughts and pretended to speak coldly:
"Okay, I'll take that as a pass. Now, what about the love letter? What are you going to say about the love letter?"
The atmosphere turned cold almost the instant the words were spoken.
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