Chapter 116: Just a Flick of a Finger to Crush Her!

It was already the next day when Yuwen Si went to ask Mai Xijun to design a ring buckle for him. Shen Yanlie had gone on a business trip. Mai Xijun arrived at the company early; she didn’t want to just draw a high salary without working. Besides not wanting to cause gossip, the most important reason was that she wanted everything to come to her rightfully and with a clear conscience.

“Hey, sis, you don’t even welcome me when I come?” Yuwen Si barged in uninvited. Mai Xijun glanced up at him briefly, then lowered her head and continued with the task at hand. “If you’ve got something to say, say it quick. Spit it out. When you’re done, I have work to do.”

Damn it. This stubborn girl never knew how to speak politely to him.

“It’s like this. I want to ask you for a favor. Since Yanlie isn’t here anyway, just lend me yourself for a few days.” Yuwen Si’s expression darkened for a moment before he quickly composed himself and spoke seriously.

Well, he had tolerated a lot—things he could and couldn’t bear—and this time wouldn’t be any different.

Mai Xijun stared at Yuwen Si in disbelief. Damn, she thought his brain must be fried.

Frowning, Yuwen Si wondered: was he really so powerless and without any influence on her? She must think he was joking with her just now.

“I’m serious. When do you have time to come to the company with me?” Yuwen Si continued. Then added, “I only trust you with this.”

“No.” Mai Xijun’s refusal was unwavering. She didn’t even look at Yuwen Si’s expression, cutting him off firmly. It was best not to provoke him. She knew him well—having him around was nothing but trouble. That root of ‘disaster to the nation and the people’ had long been deeply planted in her heart; it wouldn’t change with a few words.

“No.” Yuwen Si couldn’t believe his ears. He felt both angry and amused. What had he just heard? She refused to go without even knowing what it was about. How could he accept that?

Seeing Mai Xijun’s indifferent expression, not taking his important matter seriously at all, Yuwen Si’s anger flared. Hands on hips, he took a deep breath, trying to calm down. “Sis, my heart’s all broken into pieces here.”

Those words were tears themselves.

“Cut it out. Always so dramatic, huh? No wonder you’re in media—full of tricks,” Mai Xijun sneered at Yuwen Si, clearly not in the mood to deal with him. As for his little schemes, the sooner they were crushed, the better. She didn’t want to be tangled up in any trouble because of him.

Yuwen Si was momentarily speechless, scratching his forehead helplessly. This Mai Xijun—he always called her “sis” or “Miss Mai,” showing respect. Yet what had she done to him to be so heartless and cold? And surprisingly, he didn’t even feel the slightest anger toward her. He was usually the one who hated others acting arrogantly in front of him. Yet now, Mai Xijun was as arrogant as could be…

“Just help me once. For all the times I helped you before… like when I fought for your chance to study in France in front of Yanlie, or when I told you some of Yanlie’s little secrets… or whatever. I helped you so much. This time, you have to help me, right?” If he said those words in front of Shen Yanlie, Yanlie would have darkened his face long ago.

Moreover, in front of Shen Yanlie, he wouldn’t dare be so reckless. Shen Yanlie would definitely be the first to oppose Mai Xijun’s involvement. Yanlie was possessive and exclusive when it came to her, and no one could easily manipulate her or him. Of course, that night when Yuwen Si blocked Yanlie while chasing after her—was that purely accidental?

“I’m grateful for all the ‘help’ you gave me,” Mai Xijun said, glaring at Yuwen Si. She emphasized the words “grateful for” heavily. Yuwen Si was clever and could hear the meaning behind her words. She would never obey him blindly; she wasn’t someone to be easily subdued.

“Heh heh, since you’re so thankful, why not turn it into action? I’ll create conditions for you to pursue what you love. How about that?” Yuwen Si’s eyes gleamed as he changed tactics, putting on a cunning look. This was his plan: take advantage of Shen Yanlie’s absence to pressure and tempt Mai Xijun from all angles.

“Such a good deal?” Mai Xijun clearly didn’t believe Yuwen Si. Not exactly disbelief, but rather no expectations and absolutely no interest.

Yuwen Si, who had been all smiles and charm, made the biggest temptation to Mai Xijun—because her lifelong dream was to pursue the career she loved, to design wholeheartedly and present her dreams to the world. But what he hadn’t expected was her resolute response, which fell far short of his hopes. This complicated and displeased him; his mood plummeted. He had thought that after he stayed by her door all night and caught a high fever, she would change her attitude toward him. That arrogant confidence and goodwill vanished instantly, and his face darkened considerably.

At this moment, Yuwen Si finally clearly understood exactly how he existed in Mai Xijun’s heart.

A refined scoundrel.

“Do you think you’d die if you trusted me once?” Yuwen Si’s expression suddenly changed dramatically, his face freezing into a cold and sinister look that was unlike his usual self. His nickname was “Smiling Killer,” after all.

“Not dead, but it would hurt inside,” Mai Xijun replied bluntly, sharp and to the point. She advised Yuwen Si to leave quickly and stop scheming around her.

Yuwen Si was displeased at this. Undoubtedly, Mai Xijun was rejecting him outright. Was his standing with her really that poor? He hadn’t done anything terrible—just tricked her a few times, but she had always made up for it in the end.

“Miss, if you had a heart as tough as a Nokia phone that could survive countless drops and crack walnuts, what bastard could ever hurt you?”

This time, Yuwen Si’s long-suppressed patience was triggered by Mai Xijun. Some latent instincts in his body stirred up, filled with anger. He was utterly exasperated and furious. No one had ever dared talk to him like this… never.

Mai Xijun ignored Yuwen Si, her delicate face calm, poised, and elegant, as if his words had no meaning to her whatsoever.

Unable to bear it any longer, Yuwen Si spun on his heel and stormed out. Mai Xijun clearly heard the heavy slam echoing in her ears. She lowered her head and continued working.

Damn it.

Yuwen Si was furious, clenching his fists, mood sinking low. This wretched woman—did she dare to be so bold without Shen Yanlie’s backing? Without a powerful man like Shen Yanlie as her background? He wanted to snap his fingers and crush her.

Mo Shaoxing was in his office, watching Yuwen Si slam the door through the semi-transparent glass window. He put down his work and stood up.

His office had one of those glasses that let those inside see everything outside, but from the outside, no one could see inside. Mo Shaoxing had known when Yuwen Si entered, but seeing him leave like that made him uneasy.

Just as Mo Shaoxing opened the office door, he saw Yuwen Si turn around and come back. Mo Shaoxing remained calm but was curious about what Yuwen Si was up to—what play or act he was performing.

“The young master went on a business trip,” Mo Shaoxing said somewhat stiffly. Actually, he knew Yuwen Si wasn’t here to see Shen Yanlie. And he had never changed his habit: he always called Shen Yanlie “President” in front of everyone in the company, but when alone with Yuwen Si and Shen Yanlie, he called him “young master.”

“I know.” Yuwen Si’s tone was still sour. He didn’t care about formalities and pushed open the office door, standing uninvited before Mai Xijun once again.

“I’m telling you, just think it over carefully,” Yuwen Si growled unhappily, though he was actually pleading, gradually trying to win Mai Xijun’s favor.

“Anything else to say?” Mai Xijun’s voice was icy cold. She put down her ongoing work. She had already seen through the matter; if it wasn’t resolved, she wouldn’t be able to work in peace.

“No, that’s all.” He really didn’t believe Mai Xijun’s heart was made of Nokia steel. Also, his character wasn’t that bad, was it? Yet his standing with her was so poor.

“Oh… if you’ve got nothing to do, I still have plenty. You can leave on your own then.”

“...”

“I’m not leaving.”

“...”

“Fine, I’ll leave…”

Damn it. She didn’t believe she had a moment’s peace. Counting on her fingers, ever since she found out about Xue Lizan and He Jingjing’s affair, her life hadn’t been calm. Except for that month of travel, which was the happiest and most fulfilling time of her life.

Yuwen Si wanted to curse but just stood staring at Mai Xijun’s back, muttering to himself, completely losing his momentum. “No matter what, she sure is good at annoying people.”

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