Shen Qingqing felt pleased seeing the photos, but a single beating couldn't quell the anger within her.
To truly exact revenge on Shen Zhizhong, she had to take away what mattered most to him.
She would reclaim everything that belonged to her!
…
Fu Jingshu arrived at the company as usual. The moment he entered his office, he saw a resignation letter on his desk.
At first, he merely glanced at it. Whoever wanted to resign could resign; he didn't care.
But in that single glance, he saw the name.
—Shen Qingqing.
He immediately picked up the resignation letter. He read it over and over. The words were earnest, the handwriting neat, but it was clearly a generic resignation letter copied from the internet.
Not a shred of sincerity.
Most importantly, why was she resigning?
She was the one who had made a mistake, yet she was threatening him with resignation?
Fu Jingshu slammed the resignation letter onto the desk and called Lin Mo, his voice as cold as the frost of winter, "Tell Shen Qingqing to come to my office."
Lin Mo dared not delay and quickly fetched her. Just before she entered, he couldn't help but caution her.
"Master Fu is in a very bad mood. Miss Shen, you should be careful."
"I know, thank you."
Shen Qingqing, however, was not afraid. She had planned to have a clear talk with Fu Jingshu anyway. After resigning, she could focus entirely on dealing with Shen Zhizhong and Xiao Wenyao.
As for Fu Jingshu…
That scumbag, he could go back to wherever he came from!
Unaware that he had been labeled a scumbag, Fu Jingshu's expression was terrifyingly cold. Seeing her enter, his gaze shot towards her like a blade. "You're resigning?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"I don't want to do this anymore." Shen Qingqing's reason was simple, blunt, and direct. "I didn't sell myself to Ruisi Group when I came here to work."
The implication was that she could leave whenever she pleased.
Fu Jingshu's hand, hidden beneath the desk, slowly clenched into a fist. "Are you crazy? You were doing so well here, why are you resigning?"
"I just want to resign."
Shen Qingqing was growing impatient. She checked the time and said, "I've submitted my resignation. I'm going to brief my colleagues now. Do you have anything else? If not, I'm leaving."
"Where are you going?"
"That's a strange question. And where I go doesn't seem to be any of your business."
"How is it not my business? I'm your superior." Fu Jingshu suddenly stood up, walked around the desk, and approached her menacingly.
At the same time, an immense pressure was unleashed upon her.
Shen Qingqing, however, remained standing straight and steady. "You're my superior, not my father. Even if you were my father, you couldn't dictate where I work."
Fu Jingshu stopped abruptly, his face as dark as ink. "What are you talking about?"
Seeing his angry expression, Shen Qingqing suddenly felt it was pointless. Why bother? It was better to part amicably. She took a deep breath, and her earlier sharpness vanished, replaced by calmness.
"I'm leaving now, goodbye."
She finished speaking and turned to leave, her movements decisive, without a hint of hesitation.
Fu Jingshu's heart felt an emptiness. In that instant, only one thought flashed through his mind: Don't let her go, or he would surely regret it later.
He didn't have time to ponder why this thought arose. His actions were faster than his thoughts. He grabbed her hand.
A flicker of impatience crossed Shen Qingqing's eyes. Just as she was about to question him, she was abruptly pulled, her body uncontrollably falling backward.
Then her back hit a solid chest. Her chin was lifted, and a warm kiss landed on her lips, a fierce, tempestuous storm.
Their footsteps stumbled, and they ended up by the wall. Shen Qingqing felt herself spin, pressed against the wall, his powerful arms surrounding her.
His scent was everywhere, leaving her with no escape.
Shen Qingqing struggled with all her might, but all her resistance was dissolved by him. Her legs were pinned, and her hands were held and pressed behind her back.
Only...
Fu Jingshu let out a muffled groan and lifted his head. There was a drop of blood on his lips, and his mouth was burning. He had bitten it open.
"Scoundrel, you deserve it!"
Little did Shen Qingqing know, she looked radiant at that moment, her face flushed, her eyes sparkling with coquettish anger. This gaze, far from being intimidating, seemed shy and embarrassed.
Fu Jingshu felt a lingering desire and wanted to continue, but his intention was detected by her. With a fierce glint in her eyes, she bared her teeth. "You dare!"
It was as if she would bite if he dared to kiss again!
Fu Jingshu sighed softly. "What exactly are you angry about?"
"Go find your Shen Yaoyao!" Shen Qingqing looked at his apparent confusion and grew even angrier. Wasn't he feigning ignorance? "I don't care about you. Get away from me!"
Fu Jingshu froze. "What Shen..."
Before he could finish, he was stomped on hard. It turned out Shen Qingqing had taken advantage of a momentary loosening of his grip to step on his foot.
Fu Jingshu gritted his teeth in pain. She had truly held nothing back with that kick.
"Get away from me."
Shen Qingqing fiercely wiped her lips and turned to leave.
Fu Jingshu grabbed her wrist. "You've misunderstood me. I have nothing to do with Shen Yaoyao. Why would I go find her?"
"You slept with her, and now you say there's nothing between you?" Shen Qingqing shook him off, her face icy. "Fu Jingshu, I always thought you were at least a man. Don't disappoint me. You have to take responsibility for what you've done. Your relationship with Shen Yaoyao is a settled matter."
Her words made Fu Jingshu frown even tighter. He blocked her path. "What are you talking about? What have I done? Do you also believe what they said?"
Shen Qingqing remained unmoved. "You're explaining now, isn't it too late?"
"It's not too late."
Fu Jingshu held both her hands, which hung at her sides, and lowered his voice. He explained slowly, "It's my fault. I didn't explain clearly to you. Nothing happened between Shen Yaoyao and me. Everything they said is false. I never even saw Shen Yaoyao that day."
Shen Qingqing looked at him hesitantly. "Are you telling the truth?"
"Of course," Fu Jingshu looked at her earnestly. "When have I ever lied to you?"
Shen Qingqing scoffed. "If that's true, then why did you agree to the engagement?"
Fu Jingshu now understood what it meant to lift a rock only to drop it on his own foot. He spoke with some difficulty. "I had a reason."
"What reason?"
He wanted to speak, but it was incredibly difficult. He couldn't articulate the reason, fearing it would make Shen Qingqing think he was childish and petty.
Shen Qingqing pulled her hands away. "If you don't want to say it, then don't. I don't want to hear it."
She turned to leave, but Fu Jingshu immediately stopped her. He couldn't care about anything else now. "I'll tell you. I only did it to make you jealous."
Shen Qingqing froze and studied him carefully. "You mean, you didn't do anything with Shen Yaoyao?"