"President Qin, is this how you report to your girlfriend?" The woman’s seductive voice was so coquettish it gave one goosebumps. Qin Du lifted his eyes to the woman approaching him. Though his gaze was mild, deep inside it was as firm as solid ice. He neither acknowledged nor denied. "Tap tap tap," the sound of high heels on the carpet mitigated the sharpness of their clip, but the dullness was unsettling. The woman walked up to Qin Du, her chestnut blue tube dress leaving little to the imagination around her chest and perfectly outlining her voluptuous figure. Beneath her wavy hair was a face with exquisite makeup, eyes lined to enhance their enchanting allure. In short, she was a siren of a woman, designed to entice. "President Qin looks exactly like a good man. Whoever gets to be your girlfriend must have accumulated a lot of good karma." As she spoke, she leaned towards his face, her breath sweet as orchids. Qin Du’s gaze hardened, and he stepped back, glancing down to flick away nonexistent dust from his clothing, his handsome features exuding a gentle detachment. "I’m not interested in second-hand goods others have used." The woman’s face darkened, "You...." Qin Du raised an eyebrow and slowly curved his lips, "Isn’t it the case? The rumors abound that President Yun’s secretary is seductively ravishing. Seeing you today, they seem to be true. You’re not just an efficient aide at work for President Yun but also quite willing to ’sacrifice’ in personal matters." Yan Yuzhen’s face showed a fleeting annoyance but she quickly regained her composure, laughing, "It’s just a case of a rumor growing with each telling. President Qin, such a sagacious person, would you also believe these groundless gossips?" "Gossips?" Qin Du smiled, a smile both warm and distant, chilling one’s heart for no reason. Moving past Yan Yuzhen, he didn’t spare her another glance, speaking lightly, "Whether it’s a rumor or not, Secretary Yan knows best. You’d do well to remember your place. If you come too close again, a simple word to President Yun, and he’d have to choose between a secretary he’s had for over a decade and his interests. What do you think he would choose?" Yan Yuzhen’s heart clenched. She knew Yun Shen all too well. If it came down to a choice, he would undoubtedly sacrifice her without a second thought... While she was lost in thought, the man strode away with long steps, disappearing into the private room. Yan Yuzhen turned to watch his retreating figure, narrowing her eyes slightly. This President Qin seemed different from other men. Letting out a slow breath, she plastered a smile back onto her face and clicked her high heels into the private room, as if the previous unpleasantness had never happened. Tonight’s dinner was hosted by Yun Shen to entertain the head of the delegation from Zhuanyi International that had come to discuss a collaboration. Alongside were a few significant shareholders of Yun’s. Unexpectedly, this head of the delegation was so young, appearing like a fresh college graduate, yet his conversation and demeanor revealed an erudition and cultivation that could not be looked down upon. The dinner progressed with toasts and banter, with Qin Du responding flawlessly to every prod and insinuation, never letting his guard slip. The shareholders were getting anxious, but Yun Shen remained inscrutable. "President Qin’s accomplishments at such a young age make me feel the years whittling down my prime. To President Qin, I offer this toast in the hopes of fruitful cooperation in the future." Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs n̷o̷v̷e̷l̷f̷i̷r̷e̷.net Qin Du raised his glass and gently clinked it with his, "President Yun has achieved much in real estate, but lacks experience in investment management. To tell you the truth, our company was initially interested in Huanyu, which has both more capital and experience than Yun’s. However, Huanyu is still relatively new, while Yun’s has the foundation of the former Ji’s, which is highly regarded in the industry, and that’s the most important reason we’ve taken an interest in your company." Yun Shen’s expression grew cold; no one had dared bring up Ji’s in his presence for years, but soon he recovered his composure. Qin Du lowered his gaze, concealing the scorn in his eyes. So this man is Yaya’s biological father? Possessing a face that could deceive, but what good is a man who abandons and betrays, ungrateful and capable of harming his own flesh and blood? "The 18th is the final deadline. If Yun’s cannot present convincing funds by then, I think we’ll need to reconsider our choice of collaboration partner." As they crossed an intersection, a black sedan suddenly burst out on a diagonal path. Du Shan swerved the steering wheel frantically, the car narrowly missing the black sedan and crashing into the flowerbed on the side of the road. Thrown forward by inertia, Yun Ya’s head violently hit the back of the seat and then fell back into her own. The jolt left Yun Ya dizzy and disoriented.