Chapter 56 I Let You Go

izable. Her skin, dull and lacking its former radiance, hinted at the features of the former Miss Jian, but it was no longer the same captivating presence.Swollen under-eye bags, eyebrows with messy h...That passage, leading straight to the elevator, whether it was a psychological effect or something else, at this moment, I felt that the passage was covered in nails. Every step I took felt like I was stepping on nails.

Jian Tong remained silent, following behind Shen Yi.

The elevator doors were right in front. Shen Yi paused slightly and, to Jian Tong behind him, made an inviting gesture: “Ms. Jian, please.”

"You…" Jian Tong hesitated for a moment. She wasn't one to meddle, but glancing at Shen Yi's icy expression, she asked, "Aren't you going up there too"

"Boss, please ask Miss Jian to go up alone."

Shen still held onto Qin Mumu's arm. Qin Mumu watched the elevator door close and hurriedly called out, "Jian Tong Jian Tong! You have to help me! I know you're the softest-hearted person, you can't bear to see me in such a pitiful state, right Right"

Shen Yi glanced at Qin Mumumu impatiently, then turned to Jian Tong in the elevator and said, "Miss Jian, you don't owe her."

So there's no need to go to the boss for just some girl.

At the moment the elevator doors closed, Jian Tong said seriously, "I know."

I know, I don't owe Qin Mumumu anything. I didn't go to that man she wouldn't face to beg for forgiveness just for Qin Mumumu.

Jian Tong didn't want to explain anything to anyone.

When the elevator doors opened, she took a deep breath and let out a heavy sigh. As she stepped out, her peripheral vision caught sight of the mirror inside the elevator. She saw her own face staring back at her – as pale as death.

Maybe, in the eyes of others, it's just coming to see someone you used to know and asking for forgiveness on behalf of another person. It's not a big deal.

But for Jian Tong, this was a more painful thing than kneeling down with both knees...

"Mr. Shen, I'm here." For some reason, all the lights in the living room were off except for a few wall lamps. The cold light cast a dim glow. On the small leather armchair by the floor-to-ceiling window, that man sat there, his arms lazily sprawled across the armrest of the sofa. Between his drooping fingers, a red ember flickered.

She wanted to escape.

She indeed unconsciously took half a step back.

At this moment, a light laugh sounded: "Sit."

“……”

The man on the sofa was pointing to the other single armchair across from him.

"Are you here to make a request"

"...Hmm." Jian Tong slowly walked over and sat down in front of the man.

"I told you to sit here, and you sat here" the man opposite said.

It was he who made Jian Tong sit there, and it was he who said those words. It's clear that he was deliberately making things difficult for and mocking Jian Tong.

"You're the big boss, I'm here to work for you, so listen to me."

The man sitting on the sofa almost heard a huge joke... to listen

Who

Is she Miss Chien's little girl

Shen Xiuqin suddenly propped his hands up on the armrest of the sofa, propping up his chin, very languidly. He just stayed like that, propping his chin up, leaning against the armrest of the sofa, half-turning his handsome face, his gaze quietly falling on the woman opposite him.

Time ticked by, and Jian Tong began to fidget impatiently.

And the man's gaze never left her. The lighting was too dim for her to see the emotions in his eyes; occasionally, she would carefully raise her head to glance, only to see a pair of dim lights.

Several minutes had passed, and she was getting restless. She couldn't hold back any longer and raised her head to say, "Mr. Shen, I'm here to plead for someone..."

She reminded him to get to the point.

The man on the sofa let out a languid "Hm," and said, "I know, I'm not waiting for you to speak, am I"

Jian Tong was stunned for a moment, her mind couldn't catch up. After three or four seconds, she finally reacted... It turned out that the big boss had been sitting in front of her all along, waiting for her to start speaking up for Qin Mumumu.

This misunderstanding... it's a bit awkward.

Her ears were burning red, but she didn't know that at this moment, not only her ears, but also her neck was burning red.

She didn't know, but the man on the sofa opposite her saw all her movements and changes.

Suddenly, there was something burning in those long and narrow phoenix eyes.

"I want to plead for Qin Mumumu."

"Get to the point." The low voice held a hint of rasp.

"Can you let her go"

The man's lips curled into a sneer, his eyes filled with sarcasm. "Jian Tong, Jian Tong, what can I say about you She hurt you, and you still plead for her Today she didn't kill you, are you still going to give her a chance to harm you again What good is that Nowadays there's a word trending online...what was it called... oh... Saint Mother B*tch. When did the clean-cut Jian Tong, the young mistress of the Jian family, become such a hypocritical thing"

Jian Tong buried her head, her eyes blank... The neat and capable eldest miss of the Jian family Who is that Is it her

"I don't know the person Mr. Shen mentioned."

The man narrowed his eyes suddenly. He stared at her...Had she just denied who she used to be

"That Qin Mumumu, who hurt you so badly, and you still want to plead for her, beg me to spare her"

Shen Xiujin's voice suddenly turned cold: "If you want to be a saint and have nothing to do with me, but Jian Tong, what do you take to plead for her! Kneel down"

He coldly asked, and then sarcastically laughed: “Jian Tong, your kneeling is worthless now, your knees are worthless now.”

"I know." The gruff voice said, she lifted her head:

"I take myself."

Shen Xiujin suspected he was temporarily deaf, "What Say it again."

"Tonight, I will be staying overnight with Mr. Shen."

"Spend the night You mean... you want me to sleep here"

"...Yes."

Although Shen Xiuqin's words were a bit rough, Jian Tong didn't take it to heart. She still nodded in agreement.

Head buried into her chest, she waited for Shen Xiujin's decision and judgment.

On the sofa, the man's eyes were fixed on the woman in front of him. Although his angle only allowed him to see her head, he glared at it with fury, a nameless anger spreading through his body!

Suddenly stood up!

A surge of force slammed into her, and when Jian Tong came to her senses, she found herself pinned down deep in the sofa by Shen Xiujin.

Mr. Shen, please let go.

The moment the children's story ended, a man's voice, cold and laced with suppressed rage, cut through the silence:

"Is this what you said You're using yourself to beg me" His low voice was laced with anger: "So despicable! Very well, Jian Tong, I will fulfill your wish!"

A kiss, hard and brutal, fell onto her with no tenderness, more like a punishment.

After the kiss, he suddenly lifted his neck, squinted at her, lowered his voice, and gritted out, “I’ll ask you one last time, do you really want to demean yourself so much for that woman who doesn’t have good intentions!”

"Please ask Mr. Shen."

Shen Xiujian smiled, his laughter so cold: "Jian Tong, you are not worthy of anyone being kind to you! You don't deserve it! ~ So despicable!"

Jian Tong hung her eyelids, but her trembling eyelashes still betrayed her hidden pain... Shen Xiu Jin, do you know what!

Do you know what it feels like to owe someone your life Do you know how in that cold, heartless prison, the only one who was ever good to me, Ah Lu, felt when I lost my life

Shen Xiujin, do you truly know what it feels like to owe a life, to live in the human world with your heart in hell!in the wind.Who would have thought that under such a petite frame, there lay such stubbornnessWho could have imagined, from the moment she took over the Jian family, this small body would bear a weigh...