When the transfer came through, I took Director Wang’s arm and headed for the elevator.
“Let’s go, Director Wang.”
He leaned heavily on me, reeking of alcohol. “Miss Yan, heh heh—”
I grinned right back. “Heh heh—”
In the hotel room, Director Wang immediately stripped off his shirt and rubbed his hands together, leering at me.
“Take your clothes off.”
I nodded. “Sure. Goodbye.”
I turned to leave, but the system shrieked, “Forced punishment warning! Forced punishment warning!”
As my hand touched the doorknob, a jolt of electricity shot through me. Director Wang lunged, trying to grab me, but I grabbed his hand with all my strength.
The current surged through both of us, and we collapsed, twitching on the floor.
Ha! Human bodies conduct electricity—my secret weapon!
After a while, Director Wang stared blankly at the ceiling, questioning his life choices.
I rolled over and grinned at him. “Hey, baby, I’m coming for you.”
I crawled toward him, my face twisted and wild. He screamed and scrambled backward.
“Stay away! Don’t come any closer!”
Just then, hurried footsteps and Bai Yuhan’s sobs echoed in the hallway.
“I’m sorry, Zhenyu-ge. I tried to warn her, but she wouldn’t listen. Director Wang isn’t a good person. After we left the hotel, she snuck upstairs for a commission…”
Bang!
The door burst open. I was sprawled beside Director Wang, both of us disheveled and out of breath.
Li Zhenyu’s eyes instantly reddened. He stormed over, yanked me up, and slapped me twice.
“Slut!”
Then he grabbed my throat, voice hoarse. “Yan Qian, how could you be so cheap?”
Bai Yuhan frowned and looked at Director Wang, who was still sprawled on the floor.
“Director Wang, Yan Qian is a married woman. How could you do this?”
According to the original plot, Director Wang would have insisted I seduced him, deepening the misunderstanding between Li Zhenyu and me.
But now, Director Wang, still dazed from the shock, shook his head desperately.
“No, I didn’t! Nothing happened! You’re making things up—we didn’t do anything!”
Bai Yuhan was stunned. “Do you take us for fools? If nothing happened, why are you shirtless?”
Director Wang panicked. “The room was too hot! I took off my shirt—nothing to do with her! I just brought her to sign the contract, that’s all. Miss Yan, tell them the truth!”
Li Zhenyu gripped my collar. I turned away, refusing to look at him.
“Whatever. Let him think what he wants.”
Director Wang was nearly in tears, glaring at Bai Yuhan.
“I don’t know what you’re all playing at, but don’t drag me into it.”
“President Li, I have a reputation to protect. Don’t pin this on me.”
He shoved the signed contract into my hands and fled.
“Miss Yan, I value my good name. Please assign someone else to work with me in the future. I don’t want to see you again.”
In my mind, I asked the system, “He insisted on explaining—this doesn’t count as me changing the plot, right?”
System: “…I guess not.”
Outside the hotel, Bai Yuhan looked completely baffled. Li Zhenyu ignored her, shoving me into the car.
“You’re a disgrace. Get home.”
He slammed the door, then grabbed my chin, his dark eyes burning.
“Yan Qian, will you do anything for money? Anyone at all?”
I stayed silent. Li Zhenyu leaned in, and the smell of alcohol made my stomach churn. I let out a huge burp, the scent of food and booze wafting right into his face.
Li Zhenyu: …
He froze, his expression shifting from anger to utter disbelief. For a moment, the tension in the car evaporated, replaced by awkward silence broken only by the sound of my hiccup.
I wiped my mouth, looked him dead in the eyes, and said, “Sorry, President Li. I guess your presence just brings out the best in me.”
His jaw clenched, eyes flashing with a storm of emotions—anger, confusion, and something else I couldn’t quite name.
Outside, the city lights blurred in the rain. In that cramped, tense space, I realized: surviving in this world wasn’t just about following the script. It was about rewriting the rules—one awkward, electrifying moment at a time.
Chapter 04
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