Chapter 112: Are You Saying A Boss Doesn't Have To Pay?

we had another round.”Shen, are you useful I've slept with your woman. Logically, it's fair for me to beat you up.When Xiao Heng spoke without thinking, Jian Tong's face drained of color. She gritte...Su Meng shivered. Suddenly, she felt the air pressure around her was very low.

Feeling pity for Jian Tong, Xiao Heng was different from that foreigner named Cain. Su Meng had interacted with all sorts of people over the years and had a sharp eye for discerning individuals.

And today, when Boss and Xiao Dashuai clashed, she was also present.

Xiao Dashao's performance was beyond her expectations.

At least Su Meng hadn't expected those words to come from the mouth of Xiao Dashao, the playboy in everyone's eyes.

They all say that a prodigal son returning home is worth more than gold... Shouldn't Xiao Dashuai agree with this saying

Su Meng couldn't read Shen Xiu Jin's mind... Didn't Boss know that he had never been one to meddle in other people's business

Didn't the boss know he had lost his composure at this very moment Seeing Jian Tong and Xiao Dashao together today was like seeing his own wife cheating with another man, as if he were catching them in the act.

"Shen Yi, send two people to keep an eye on her."

Shen Yiyi didn't react for a moment... staring at who

"In case of any situation, report it to me immediately."

At this moment, Shen Yi finally realized... Boss wanted him to keep an eye on Jian Tong.

But a new problem arises, "in what situations" is...what kind of "situations"

He can't possibly report every little thing to the super busy Big Boss, can he

Shen Yi's face contorted in displeasure, and he wished he could scratch his ears and cheeks.

"If that woman dares to wrong me..." The man in the back seat, with a face like jade, had frost and snow in his eyes, a flash of murderous intent.

But, Shen Yi and Su Meng both felt a shiver run down their spines at the same time, and a strange expression appeared on their faces... If Jian Tong dared to do anything wrong to Boss... When Boss said this, was he, in a sense, admitting something

The next day

When Jian Tong was going to work, she was stopped in the hallway by a figure.

"Mr. Shen."

After a long absence, Shen Xiujin finally reappeared in Donghuang. He lowered his head and looked at the woman in front of him, a nameless fire surging up in his heart.

"Hmm." He replied in a low voice, without elaborating.

Jian Tong's entire body was tense. She bypassed Shen Xiujing and walked straight ahead with her head down.

Behind him, the man's eyes burned with increasing rage.

"A few steps caught up, grabbing her hand: "Miss Jian, where are you rushing to" Going to see your lover

Thinking of all this woman had done, he felt a surge of impulse to kill her with his own hands.

Jan was taut with tension, "I'm off work. President Shen let go of me, I need to go back to the dormitory."

"Are you going back to the dormitory Or will you stay with your lover"

Jian Tong's face turned as pale as a sheet in an instant. She abruptly looked up and saw the man in front of her, the mockery in his eyes.

Holding her breath, she forced a hardened look on her face: "I'm just a prostitute. After work, a prostitute wouldn't do anything for a sweetheart. Mr. Shen, please let go."

Shen Xiujin's anger surged, but his hand tightly grasped Jian Tong's arm.

"Or are you, President Shen, also interested in being a client" She looked at him coldly as he grasped her hand.

Shen Xiujin laughed bitterly, "Fine. Don't go home tonight either. I'll be your customer for once."

A hand reached out to him immediately.

"What" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

Looking at the woman who reached only his chin, he said boldly, "Money." Jian Tong said calmly, "Even if you're the big boss, prostitution still costs money. There's no such thing as getting something for nothing."

Shen Xiujin's eyes were full of shock!

He looked again at the palm of his hand, a strange feeling welling up in his heart, an unfamiliar pain that spread through him… If he were to say, when he first bumped into her, the fire in his belly came out of nowhere, and he didn't know where to direct it.

Then at this moment, the woman before him caused a knot in his heart. His gaze towards her changed: "Miss Jian, I don't know when, Miss Jian has become so skilled. How"

"Your mainland lover doesn't want you anymore, have you climbed up to the young master Xiao now"

Boom!

A deafening roar echoed in my ears!

Jian Tong stared blankly at the man before her… How did he know Xiao Heng

Shen Xiujin looked at her stunned expression, there was a trace of schadenfreude, but more importantly, a heavy feeling in his chest. He actually... couldn't do anything to her!

Shen Xiujin has always believed that the most powerful attack is not words, but absolute power. Facing all kinds of opponents, he always unceremoniously uses tough means, to put it in today's trendy internet language - if you can do it, never talk trash.

But facing this woman, Jian Tong, he actually... A sense of powerlessness suddenly surged through him.

He scanned the woman in front of him, but his mind was filled with the smile she had shown Xiao Heng last night.

Suddenly, the man's eyes changed, he reached out and grabbed her chin: "Smile!"

He cherished words like gold, yet he commanded gruffly, “Didn’t you hear I told you to laugh.”

Jian Tong's eyebrows were raised, forming hills between them. The hand on her chin was gripping too tightly, she didn't understand what this man wanted to do. She never understood him before, now even less so.

"Jian Tong, smile."

Shen Xiujin's voice was cold, but the more he did so, Jian Tong felt even less like laughing.

A rebellious thought surged through Jian Tong. She lifted her eyelids, looking at Shen Xiuqin with indifference... Why smile Why listen to him Why, after ruining most of her life, did she still have to smile at the culprit

Her gaze at Shen Xiujin at this moment made the latter's heart ache. This look was incredibly piercing!

A sharp, inexplicable pain stabbed at his heart. Shen Xiujin's eyes turned cold as he gazed at her, "Not laughing Smiling but not laughing Jian Tong, can't you even do this right Or are you wanting this"

As he spoke, he pulled out a few red banknotes from his pocket: “Is this what it takes to make you smile”

Jian Tong's eyes slowly turned, focusing on the few dazzling red cards in Shen Xiuqin's hand. No one could tell what she was thinking at this moment. Slowly, she raised her head, her eyes fixed unblinking, meeting Shen Xiuqin's pair of dark eyes. The two pairs of eyes stared at each other.

The corners of her mouth twitched upwards, pulling at the edges of a polite smile. "Satisfied" she asked. Was he truly so pleased to force her into doing things she disliked

Shen Xiujin also stared intently at the smile of the woman before him. He wanted to find yesterday's shadow in this rigid and stereotyped smile... No! It wasn't like that!

Totally different!

Xiao Heng's words echoed in her ears again: I can make a smile appear on her face. Can you

Can he

Can he … Shen Xiuqin questioned herself over and over in her heart, can he

The answer was right there, but… damn it, I couldn't accept it!

"Get out!" he snapped, his arm lashing out in a sudden burst of fury. "Get away from me! I never want to see you again!" As if trying to convince himself, he glared at her with bloodshot eyes and added through gritted teeth, "I'm afraid I might get contaminated looking at you."

Jian Tong didn't utter a word, immediately leaving. Her heart ached with a familiar pang, but she chose to ignore it.

Behind him, the man stared at the exit that was already empty. He impatiently tugged at his hair at the back of his neck, and a dull ache throbbed in his chest... Why didn't she laugh Why did Jian Tong, who once only had eyes for him, now smile brightly in front of another man!

Why think of that damn woman... It makes him so irritable and agitated!

He suddenly punched the wall beside him. A dull thud echoed, and streaks of blood dripped down his fist.ench of alcohol heavy in the air.Lu Chen saw that he wasn't fixated on the whiskey, so he put down his glass, took two steps back, and sat down on the brown leather armchair: "Come on, what's got you...