Shi Su stared at her phone for a long time, unable to process so many sudden realizations within herself. She stiffly and slowly raised the phone, turning the page with the silhouette photo toward the direction of the tall man standing. Jing Jihan saw the photo displayed on her phone screen, along with the clear and distinct name "Jing Jihan" on it. His ink-black pupils remained composed and serene, devoid of any awkwardness or discomfort from having his identity suddenly exposed, simply moving his gaze from the phone screen to her. "Did you do it? Jing, Ji, Han?" Shi Su lowered her phone, "Regarding those troublesome rumors about me that suddenly vanished across the entire internet... Was it you?" When asking this question, Shi Su’s soul seemed to be floating, as if she couldn’t find solid ground. In a daze, she used her remaining sanity to control her body, which had been shocked to stiffness, trying to maintain an expression that wouldn’t appear overly revealing. In reality, her heart had already been blown away. She was inherently a very perceptive person, but her busy life with work and taking care of her child left her little time to pursue things to the extreme. She knew he wouldn’t speak, so she hadn’t persistently asked. Get full chapters from novel-fire.ɴet In this era of fast-paced internet information, she only broke through this layer today, which indeed seemed very late. It really was too late! No wonder she originally had no connection with Yu Jing Group, but there was that Rolls-Royce and the driver who seemed so unnatural, and later, the people from Jiang Jing Ru Hua who helped her keep the role—the Yu Jing Group people... And then, that time, Jing Luozhou’s strange expression and how quickly he signed the papers... She should have realized long ago! She should have realized long ago!!! Jing Jihan didn’t deny it and calmly said, "It was me." He directly admitted it. So straightforward, like merely making a statement for a self-introduction: Hello, I’m Jing Jihan. Not long after the man’s calm voice fell, the sound of steps replaced it, approaching steadily, moving closer step by step, until he stood before her towering over her, looking down at the little woman barely reaching his shoulder in flat indoor slippers. Shi Su suddenly didn’t know what expression to show. No wonder he always speaks in a commanding tone, accustomed to standing on the clouds. So these days, saving him, tending to his wounds, cooking, washing clothes—turns out she was serving an ancestor? Shi Su was very busy with her own affairs now, her thoughts were scattered, and she couldn’t spare the energy or mood to confront him about pretending amnesia. She only wanted to ask how he knew about her troubles, and acted so quickly and timely— The man directly gave an answer first, leaning down to whisper in her ear, "Last night, you were kneeling by my leg, clinging to me, begging ’President Daddy, save me.’ She abruptly raised her head to look at the man in front of her, her eyes trembling as she lifted her finger pointing at herself. Too shocked to maintain her previous astonishment, already stunned by a second wave of shock, she stammered for a while and then exclaimed, "Me? What did I call you?!" Jing Jihan’s cold and stern brows slightly moved, just looking down at her, seemingly carrying a hint of a smile. She suddenly raised her hands, crumbling as she crossed them in front of her face, trying hard to calm down, then quickly turned aside saying, "Forget it, don’t say anymore, I drank too much last night, only acted so pathetic asking for help because I wasn’t rational. You can’t hold it against a drunk person!" As she spoke, she gradually recovered from the huge shock, took a deep breath, without even glancing back at him, suddenly just turned her back and ruthlessly pointed toward the door: "I saved your life, you helped me twice, so it’s settled, after this, we owe each other nothing. Hurry up and leave! My home can’t accommodate a great deity like you! Leave quickly!" Shi Su was genuinely anxious. Although she had no idea exactly why she was anxious, what she clearly knew now was that she was short of breath. If this continued, she feared she might burst a blood vessel. Ji Han is Jing Jihan! Her mind repeatedly echoed this increasingly tangible realization! So many scenes from the past month flashed through her mind. Was she really that dull? How did she never discover it?! Shi Su really wanted to lean on the sofa and take a long, deep breath. But her last shred of self-respect made her maintain this gesture pointing toward the door. The board meeting tomorrow, Jing Jihan indeed needed to return, but ending abruptly with Shi Su was slightly off from his original plan. Jing Jihan saw her turning sideways, pointing to the door, not wanting to make things difficult for her here, picked up his phone and dialed a number: "Lu Zhao, come up and pick me up." Shi Su suddenly turned her eyes with surprise: "You, such a big shot, still need someone to pick you up? You could even go into the kitchen in my house, but once your identity is exposed, you suddenly can’t carry or lift anything?" Jing Jihan didn’t interrupt her, setting down his phone, and pointed his chin towards the direction of the master bedroom: "After I leave, how will you deal with the things I’ve used?" Shi Su: "...Of course, I’ll throw them away. I’m not a pervert, what would I keep a grown man’s things for." "I don’t like others handling my things. If anything is to be thrown away, it will be by me." Jing Jihan was accustomed to her immediate and unyielding reaction. Shi Su was speechless, quietly muttering, "Such peculiar habits." Jing Jihan raised his eyebrows, but Shi Su abruptly approached to grab his phone: "This is mine, I’ll handle it myself!" The man’s superior height effortlessly raised his arm, making her unable to reach: "I’ll take the phone as a keepsake." Annoyed, Shi Su suddenly leapt, successfully snatched the phone, smugly and mercilessly said, "No way!" Seeing Shi Su directly pocket the phone, clearly not intending to let him take it, Jing Jihan glanced at her face with dark eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "So merciless?" "Why talk about feelings with you people who eat people up without spitting bones and kill silently in the business world? Talking feelings with you is less practical than directly asking you for ten million." As Shi Su spoke, she patted the pocket containing the phone. At that moment, an image of ten million cash placed in front of her popped into Shi Su’s mind. The temptation was indeed strong! But yesterday’s incident on Weibo almost cut off her path, essentially nearly costing her life, and he casually helped her out of that big trouble, claiming it’s settled now wouldn’t be excessive. "Don’t test me, I assure you I can’t withstand such a test." Shi Su suddenly pushed him toward the door with effort, repeatedly shoving, "Hurry up and leave, leave, leave!" Lu Zhao just came up and witnessed the scene of the Yu Jing Group’s dignified president, Jing Jihan, being heartlessly pushed out the door by a woman—