Five years after being dumped, President Jiang became increasingly entangled in...

She spent the morning in fear and trepidation, and finally it was lunchtime. Fortunately, Jiang Jingsi did not call her into his office alone again and make things difficult for her.

Everyone in the secretary's office had gone to lunch, and Jiang Jingsi had also left, leaving her alone in the large office.

She sighed softly, took out a thermal lunchbox from her backpack, and ate in small bites.

A cell phone rang; it was her best friend, Zhong Qingli, calling. She immediately pressed the answer button.

"Qingli?"

"Are you busy?" Chung Ching-li's voice was slightly serious.

"No, I'm eating. What's wrong?"

Zhong Qingli sighed: "Chaoxi, it's time to renew Auntie's hospital fees."

Hearing this, her brows furrowed, then she forced a smile: "Okay, I understand. I'll think of something. How's Yi Yi doing?"

"Yi-Yi is very well-behaved here, don't worry."

"That's good."

Zhong Qingli's tone was somewhat complicated: "Chaoxi, were you... alright last night?"

"It's nothing." Her tone was relaxed, revealing no suspicion.

"Are you coming to pick up Yi Yi tonight?"

"I might have to trouble you to look after her for a few more days. I just started this job, so I might have to work overtime and get along well with my colleagues."

"Okay, no rush. I'll take good care of her. But if you're not busy tonight, remember to call her, otherwise she'll be restless every night."

"Yes, I know, thank you, Kiyori."

After hanging up the phone, she finished the last mouthful of rice in the lunchbox, closed the lunchbox, and put it in her bag.

In the afternoon, when it was time to leave work, she saw her colleagues packing up to go home, so she also started packing up, preparing to go to Yeyan Huating again today.

The deal fell through last night, but Li Shun frequents that place, so she'll try her luck again. This time, she'll even take off her clothes if it means it.

Just as she was thinking this, Deng Xiao pushed the door open and came in: "Secretary Xu, the boss said he wants you to go home with him later. You are his personal secretary and need to handle some things at his home."

"But I..." It's after get off work hours, and she has more important things to do.

Seeing her hesitation, Deng Xiao said directly, "You can bring up the overtime pay issue directly with the boss. He's a very nice person and won't overthink it."

Overtime pay?

She gave a self-deprecating laugh. How could she dare to mention overtime pay?

"I see."

Since it's all about making money, it doesn't matter where you are, especially since he's offering more.

Thinking this, the burden in her heart finally lightened a little, but her chest felt terribly tight, so tight that she felt suffocated.

Soon, Jiang Jingsi came out of the office, and she quickly followed behind him with her bag.

The two entered the elevator one after the other, and she quickly pressed the elevator floor button for him.

There were only the two of them in the elevator. She stood next to him and saw his peaceful expression in the mirror.

The air was filled with the strong scent of sandalwood emanating from him, carrying a powerful connotation.

The elevator arrived at the basement parking lot, and he got into the back seat of the car without a second thought.

She bit her lip hesitantly, "Mr. Jiang, shall I drive?"

Jiang Jingsi impatiently raised his eyelids: "Otherwise what? Me? Open the business? You be the boss?"

She had no choice but to bite the bullet and get into the driver's seat.

Her driving skills were terrible; Jiang Jingsi had even made fun of her before. Yet, he gently and considerately told her, "Xixi, I'll be your driver for the rest of my life. You just need to stay with me."

At that time, she felt so happy, the happiest person in the world.

The car drove slowly and smoothly on the road, and Xu Chaoxi used both her ears and eyes, just as attentive as a sentry on duty.

She dared not look anywhere else, worried that a moment's distraction might lead to something unexpected. Jiang Jingsi noticed her subtle reactions, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Still the same, stupid and clumsy.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief when the car arrived safely at Shengqi Villa.

That's great, nothing's wrong.

It was her first time visiting Shengqi Villa, and as soon as she entered, she subconsciously looked around at the furnishings.

The decor here is very comfortable; even though the sun has set, the room still feels warm as the light shines in.

This is her favorite decorating style. Previously, Jiang Jingsi had promised her that their first home would definitely be decorated in her favorite style.

Now, he has achieved it, but it's only a home for him alone.

"What are you standing there for? Get up here."

Hearing his order, Xu Chaoxi hurriedly followed him upstairs. As soon as she entered the bedroom, Jiang Jingsi instructed her to take all the suits in the closet to the dry cleaners.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the back of the wardrobe, where there were several expensive-looking short skirts, and one that looked like a nightgown.

There are traces of women here.

Just as she was about to think further, Jiang Jingsi had already taken off his coat and walked into the bathroom.

Soon, the sound of running water came from the bathroom—he was taking a shower.

She took a deep breath, contacted the staff using the phone number in her arms, and handed the clothes over to them.

Soon, Jiang Jingsi came out of the bathroom, his upper body bare, revealing his muscular physique, standard eight-pack abs, perfect V-line, and he was covered in heat, with a few drops of water barely visible on his chest muscles.

When Xu Chaoxi came in again, this was the scene she encountered.

Seeing this, her face flushed red instantly. She glanced at it quickly and subconsciously lowered her head: "Mr. Jiang, the clothes have been sent to the dry cleaners as you requested. If there's nothing else, I'll..."

Before she could finish speaking, her wrist was yanked hard, and then her face slammed into his chest, her nose throbbing with pain.

She subconsciously reached out to touch the bridge of her nose, and the scent of his shower gel lingered in her nostrils—her favorite rosemary, which he also liked.

The two closed the distance instantly, and he held her in his arms. The familiar scent made her momentarily lose her senses and feel dazed, as if she had returned to five years ago, before they broke up.

He used to like holding her like this, coaxing her to act cute, and saying sweet things to her.

"Do you want to take a shower?" he even "thoughtfully" asked her if she needed to take a shower.

One sentence brought her back to her senses, and at the same time, it set off alarm bells in her mind.

We're all adults; what taking a bath means is self-evident.

"Mr. Jiang, I still..."

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Jingsi's extremely aggressive gaze swept across her face, moving down to her slightly protruding chest.

"Take it off yourself." His tone left no room for argument, carrying a forceful command.

She was about to say something when he coldly interrupted her: "Don't forget who you are."

She was speechless for a moment and couldn't say a word.

"Mr. Jiang," she looked up and stared directly into his eyes, "if I sleep with you, will you immediately give me 500,000?"

Jiang Jingsi narrowed his eyes, a slight upturn of his lips, but the smile didn't reach his eyes; instead, a hint of hatred lingered: "Of course."

"Okay." She closed her eyes briefly, placed her hands on the buttons of her coat, took it off, and then went to unbutton her white shirt.

When she got to the third one, she hesitated for a moment.

"continue."

Under his leisurely gaze, she quickly continued what she was doing.

After taking off her shirt, she bent down and removed her skirt suit.

At this moment, she was only wearing her underwear. He was staring at her intently, and she felt embarrassed. She reached out and covered her chest, but it was no use.

She bit her lip, closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling: "It's ready."

"A pure and virtuous woman? Facing death without fear?" He hooked her chin with his index finger, admiring her submissive appearance. Instead of pity, he found it ironic and laughable.

"Secretary Xu, if you're going to sell yourself, you need to have the attitude of a seller."

"What do you want me to do?" Her voice trembled slightly, as if she had been slapped in the face by those words.

"Do I need to teach you? Didn't you say that you understand my habits and that women you've slept with are easier to use? Then you should know how to please me so that I'll willingly give you money."

He took everything she said yesterday and today, packaged it all together, and turned it into a boomerang, piercing himself.