The moment Zhong Wanqiu heard the word “lawyer,” she understood he truly intended to fulfill his so-called “responsibility” with money.
She let out a light laugh just as Leng Muxun sat down. In an instant, she tore the check in her hand to shreds. “Leng Muxun, do you think having money makes you superior? Go to hell.” With that, she flung the torn pieces of the check directly at his face.
The door was knocked. Leng Muxun paid no mind to the paper scraps covering him and calmly said, “Come in.”
A man slowly pushed the door open and entered. He showed a hint of surprise at the sight of the scattered paper but quickly regained his composure. “President, you called for me.”
Leng Muxun’s calm tone and the way he handed over the check subtly revealed his manipulative side, making the audience feel suspicion and curiosity about his motives.
“You… You want to forge evidence?” Zhong Wanqiu’s face turned pale with anger. So this was how despicable the wealthy could be.
“Miss, the blood on the bedsheet was merely from your nosebleed. Since you’re trying to frame me, of course, I need a hospital certificate to prove my innocence.”
Zhong Wanqiu was stunned, her mind racing with confusion and shame. Her legs grew weak, and if she hadn’t hurriedly steadied herself against the office desk, she would have collapsed.
Zhong Wanqiu realized she might have misunderstood her situation, which made her feel vulnerable and more connected to her confusion.
Zhong Wanqiu struggled to clear her mind. Now that she thought about it, when she woke up that morning, she had only felt a headache; there was no soreness in her lower body.
Besides, she really had been prone to nosebleeds lately, experiencing several episodes in the past month. It seemed highly likely that she had wrongfully accused him.
Zhong Wanqiu felt deeply embarrassed. She had ended up making a fool of herself.
“Lawyer Wu, take her out. Also, I don’t want to see her again.” Leng Muxun lowered his head and began reviewing the documents on his desk, completely ignoring her.
“Miss, please.” Lawyer Wu unceremoniously urged her to leave.
Zhong Wanqiu’s face flushed bright red. She honestly hadn’t expected things to turn out this way. All her earlier confidence vanished, replaced by the shock of realizing she had been mistaken about losing her virginity.
Parting her lips slightly, she whispered, ‘I’m sorry,’ feeling a mix of regret and relief, which deepens her emotional conflict and invites empathy from the audience.
“Unnecessary. Lawyer Wu, take her away.” His voice remained icy cold as Leng Muxun kept her at a distance.
“And… thank you for helping me out last night.” Gritting her teeth, she finished what she wanted to say, then turned and walked out the door.
“Miss, please come with me.” The moment they stepped out of Leng Muxun’s office, Lawyer Wu addressed her indifferently.
“No need. I won’t take the money. It was my misunderstanding, I’m sorry. I’ll be leaving now.”
Fleeing the Leng Corporation building as if escaping a disaster, Zhong Wanqiu felt like a child who had done something wrong, utterly helpless.
Outside the building, the sunlight remained just as brilliant, yet her mood was utterly gloomy.
Walking amid the bustling crowd, she felt profoundly alone, isolated to the extreme.
Forget it, I should go back to school. I still have classes this afternoon, and she must return eventually; she has to face everything.