With the video’s popularity preceding it, Jiang Ziyu's released recording garnered widespread attention the moment it was posted.
The public, upon learning they had been manipulated by Jiang Feifei, were enraged by the deception and lies.
Within minutes, any negative comments about Jiang Ziyu vanished from the internet. Instead, the focus shifted entirely to attacking Jiang Feifei. Some even dug up details of her past behavior and her background.
Outside the company building, Jiang Feifei found herself surrounded by reporters after being thrown out.
Everything she had anticipated had come to pass, but she herself was now the main character.
On the top floor of the company building.
Jiang Ziyu followed Di Mingjue into his office. No sooner had she sat down than a stack of documents was tossed in front of her.
"Get this to me before the end of the day," Di Mingjue said.
She ran her hand over the files and pushed them away with dissatisfaction. "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't deliberately use work to get back at me."
Upon hearing her words, Di Mingjue dropped all pretense and admitted openly, "You have spare time to get involved with other men, but you're unwilling to spend that time learning?"
Learning?
Jiang Ziyu casually flipped through the topmost document and suddenly realized something. She deliberately leaned her cheek towards Di Mingjue. "Are you jealous?"
Her hot breath brushed against his cheek, and the familiar scent wafted through his mind. Di Mingjue's breath hitched, his Adam's apple bobbing. His heart pounded, his emotions stirred.
Realizing her teasing had gone too far, Jiang Ziyu quickly pulled back her leaning body.
"Running away?" Di Mingjue snorted coldly, walked around the desk, and grabbed Jiang Ziyu, who was about to leave.
Their bodies collided, and Jiang Ziyu used her bent arms to shield her chest. She tilted her head back to look at Di Mingjue, his breathing heavy, and bit her lip in frustration.
Impulse was fleeting. Before Di Mingjue could make another move, his mind gradually calmed down. He lowered his lips to whisper in Jiang Ziyu's ear, "If I ever hear from anyone else that you're involved with another man, I'll make you leave the Di family!"
A blush of shyness, fleeting in the face of his cold words, disappeared instantly. Jiang Ziyu pushed Di Mingjue away with a distant air. "We're just contractual spouses. Who I interact with, whether they are male or female, is none of your business."
"It might be none of my business, but it concerns the reputation of Di Jue Group." Di Mingjue was so angered that he bit his tongue.
The pain in his mouth and the suppressed anger in his chest made him want to strangle Jiang Ziyu.
Such a sharp tongue was a shame to have on her.
"Don't worry, next time I meet with another man, I'll be more careful so as not to affect the reputation of Di Jue Group!" Jiang Ziyu said deliberately to provoke him.
As expected, these words were like a spark igniting Di Mingjue's rage.
He reached out, grabbed Jiang Ziyu's arm, and forcefully pinned her against the desk.
"You're crazy!" Jiang Ziyu shouted.
Her thrashing legs were pinned by Di Mingjue's knee. She felt like livestock on a chopping block, ready to be slaughtered at any moment.
Di Mingjue twisted her arm behind her back and pressed down. His lips met Jiang Ziyu's lips with keen precision.
He bit her lip as a punishment, only releasing her when he tasted the coppery tang of blood in his mouth.
Jiang Ziyu's eyes widened in pain as she glared at Di Mingjue. Regardless of the consequences, she broke free from his knee's restraint and kicked towards his lower abdomen.
"Damn woman!" Di Mingjue cursed, reaching out to grab Jiang Ziyu again.
There won't be a second time. Jiang Ziyu retaliated by kicking his shin, yelling, "You pervert!"
For reasons unknown to him, Di Mingjue strode purposefully towards Jiang Ziyu.
Seeing him approaching, Jiang Ziyu turned and walked towards the door.
Shen Lin, who had finished his tasks, was about to open the door when it swung open from the inside.