The secretary, sensing something significant had happened, heard the sound of furious smashing and crashing from the office the moment the elevator doors closed, the noise filled with the owner’s intense anger and madness.
Standing at the doorway, the secretary wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, daring not to enter.
After the commotion inside subsided slightly, the secretary cautiously pushed the door open.
The office was better than she had imagined; at least, only a few vases were broken.
The secretary let out a quiet sigh of relief.
The man, who appeared to have calmed down, sat in his office chair and suddenly asked, "Where is Shen Yue?"
The secretary froze, her gaze instinctively falling on the closed door. She hesitated, contemplating for a while before tentatively replying, "Miss Shen… has already left."
Xie Jiangsheng looked at the secretary.
The secretary felt a jolt of fear under Xie Jiangsheng's gaze. He seemed calm, yet also agitated, radiating a chilling, almost suffocating aura.
"Did she say anything?"
The secretary was bewildered. Seeing Shen Yue's demeanor, she had assumed she was being kicked out by Xie Jiangsheng. However, Xie Jiangsheng's current state suggested otherwise.
In this situation, Xie Jiangsheng appeared more out of control.
The secretary found her job increasingly difficult. She couldn't quite fathom Xie Jiangsheng's thoughts and could only answer cautiously.
"...Miss Shen said nothing before she left."
Xie Jiangsheng gritted his teeth, clearly enraged. His fingers slowly clenched, knuckles turning white, making a creaking sound.
He took a deep breath, as if trying to regain control of his emotions, but it was evident he failed. A powerful, suppressed pressure descended like a mountain.
The secretary trembled, her heart nearly stopping from fright.
Who was Xie Jiangsheng?
He was always calm, always rational. No one had ever seen him lose control. He seemed naturally perfect, devoid of the emotional outbursts that ordinary people experienced.
But now, right now, in front of the secretary, Xie Jiangsheng was raging like a crazed beast, wildly destroying everything around him, venting his unbearable grievances and fury.
"Shen, Yue!"
"Shen Yue!"
His teeth gnashed, an irrepressible rage flashing in his eyes.
The grinding of his teeth, laden with so many emotions, ultimately sounded like terrifying hatred to anyone who heard it.
The secretary held her breath, further minimizing her presence. She inwardly lamented, wondering how Miss Shen managed to enrage Xie Jiangsheng so much. It felt as though Xie Jiangsheng would storm out at any moment.
The secretary had been by Xie Jiangsheng's side for many years and had never witnessed such a loss of control.
Regardless of any difficulties or uncontrollable situations, Xie Jiangsheng remained rational and composed. He could methodically arrange everything, instilling a sense of reassurance in others, like a pillar of strength.
Xie Jiangsheng was still Xie Jiangsheng. After his outburst, he finally calmed down slightly. He tiredly rubbed his brow, and with a cold laugh, as if struck by a thought, he looked at the card and keys on the table.
"Throw these away."
The secretary stepped forward to pick up the keys and card.
Before she could take two steps, the man's low, hoarse voice called out from behind, "Wait."
The secretary paused and turned around in confusion. She saw Xie Jiangsheng covering his eyes with his hand, his expression unreadable, only the sharp, elegant line of his jaw visible.
The secretary, skilled at reading people, immediately understood Xie Jiangsheng's intention. She quietly returned the card and keys to their original place and then slipped away, leaving him to calm down alone.
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Having repaid Xie Jiangsheng, Shen Yue was left with very little money. She could barely manage to get through the month, hoping for some relief when her salary came.
The rented apartment was dilapidated, as expected for its low rent. The air conditioner was broken, and the weather was growing colder.
The secretary, sensing something significant had happened, heard the sound of furious smashing and crashing from the office the moment the elevator doors closed, the noise filled with the owner’s intense anger and madness.
Standing at the doorway, the secretary wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, daring not to enter.
After the commotion inside subsided slightly, the secretary cautiously pushed the door open.
The office was better than she had imagined; at least, only a few vases were broken.
The secretary let out a quiet sigh of relief.
The man, who appeared to have calmed down, sat in his office chair and suddenly asked, "Where is Shen Yue?"
The secretary froze, her gaze instinctively falling on the closed door. She hesitated, contemplating for a while before tentatively replying, "Miss Shen… has already left."
Xie Jiangsheng looked at the secretary.
The secretary felt a jolt of fear under Xie Jiangsheng's gaze. He seemed calm, yet also agitated, radiating a chilling, almost suffocating aura.
"Did she say anything?"
The secretary was bewildered. Seeing Shen Yue's demeanor, she had assumed she was being kicked out by Xie Jiangsheng. However, Xie Jiangsheng's current state suggested otherwise.
In this situation, Xie Jiangsheng appeared more out of control.
The secretary found her job increasingly difficult. She couldn't quite fathom Xie Jiangsheng's thoughts and could only answer cautiously.
"...Miss Shen said nothing before she left."
Xie Jiangsheng gritted his teeth, clearly enraged. His fingers slowly clenched, knuckles turning white, making a creaking sound.
He took a deep breath, as if trying to regain control of his emotions, but it was evident he failed. A powerful, suppressed pressure descended like a mountain.
The secretary trembled, her heart nearly stopping from fright.
Who was Xie Jiangsheng?
He was always calm, always rational. No one had ever seen him lose control. He seemed naturally perfect, devoid of the emotional outbursts that ordinary people experienced.
But now, right now, in front of the secretary, Xie Jiangsheng was raging like a crazed beast, wildly destroying everything around him, venting his unbearable grievances and fury.
"Shen, Yue!"
"Shen Yue!"
His teeth gnashed, an irrepressible rage flashing in his eyes.
The grinding of his teeth, laden with so many emotions, ultimately sounded like terrifying hatred to anyone who heard it.
The secretary held her breath, further minimizing her presence. She inwardly lamented, wondering how Miss Shen managed to enrage Xie Jiangsheng so much. It felt as though Xie Jiangsheng would storm out at any moment.
The secretary had been by Xie Jiangsheng's side for many years and had never witnessed such a loss of control.
Regardless of any difficulties or uncontrollable situations, Xie Jiangsheng remained rational and composed. He could methodically arrange everything, instilling a sense of reassurance in others, like a pillar of strength.
Xie Jiangsheng was still Xie Jiangsheng. After his outburst, he finally calmed down slightly. He tiredly rubbed his brow, and with a cold laugh, as if struck by a thought, he looked at the card and keys on the table.
"Throw these away."
The secretary stepped forward to pick up the keys and card.
Before she could take two steps, the man's low, hoarse voice called out from behind, "Wait."
The secretary paused and turned around in confusion. She saw Xie Jiangsheng covering his eyes with his hand, his expression unreadable, only the sharp, elegant line of his jaw visible.
The secretary, skilled at reading people, immediately understood Xie Jiangsheng's intention. She quietly returned the card and keys to their original place and then slipped away, leaving him to calm down alone.
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