Since the argument, Jiang Ziyu and Di Mingjue had harbored resentment towards each other. Living in the same space, they treated each other as if the other were air.
Di Jue Group.
After completing the task assigned by Di Mingjue, Jiang Ziyu left the company during her lunch break, carrying her coat and bag.
Stepping out of the company lobby, Sheng Yan, whom she had arranged to meet, was already waiting at the entrance.
He was dressed in a suit and had even styled his hair. Upon seeing Jiang Ziyu, he quickly opened the passenger car door and took out the bouquet of flowers inside.
"Ziyu, I'm so happy that you can forgive me. Rest assured, no matter what happens in the future, I will never leave you." Sheng Yan presented the flowers to Jiang Ziyu.
The fragrance wafted over, and Jiang Ziyu distastefully waved her hand to block it, but her face displayed happiness. "You must keep your word."
"I will," Sheng Yan vowed confidently.
Getting into Sheng Yan's car, Jiang Ziyu listened absentmindedly as he spoke of their future happy life.
Soon, the car stopped at the entrance of a shopping mall.
The previous lesson had not stopped Sheng Yan’s pursuit of Jiang Ziyu; instead, he became more persistent. He not only sent flowers but also delivered meals to the company three times a day.
Jiang Ziyu stepped out of the passenger seat. Looking at Sheng Yan's face, which revealed foolishness through its cunning expression, she just wanted to finish the matter quickly and get rid of him.
Her peripheral vision caught an approaching arm, and Jiang Ziyu actively moved her body to evade the touch.
The arm missed, and Sheng Yan looked at Jiang Ziyu, puzzled.
"Did Jiang Feifei buy that outfit for you?" Jiang Ziyu questioned with a jealous tone.
Sheng Yan was taken aback by the question. He quickly lowered his head to examine the appearance of the clothes, his mind racing.
Was it? Or wasn't it?
He couldn't remember.
When he was with Jiang Feifei, he was the dominant one in their relationship. He had never given Jiang Feifei anything; rather, most of his clothes and luxury items came from Jiang Feifei.
Jiang Ziyu, with her arms crossed and an unhappy expression, declared, "From now on, you can only wear clothes that I buy for you!"
To appease Jiang Ziyu, Sheng Yan begged her to go with him to a men's clothing store to pick out clothes.
Entering the mall, Jiang Ziyu casually pulled Sheng Yan into a very ordinary men's clothing store.
She stood by the shelves, her fingers gliding over them. She appeared to be carefully selecting, but in reality, it was all an act.
The sales assistant followed behind, carrying the clothes Jiang Ziyu had chosen. When the assistant could no longer hold them, Jiang Ziyu finally stopped.
"Try all of these on," Jiang Ziyu commanded Sheng Yan.
Trying on clothes back and forth was an annoying task, but since the clothes were chosen by Jiang Ziyu, Sheng Yan, wanting to please her, didn't complain and tried on each item one by one.
Keeping an eye on the time, Jiang Ziyu proactively went to the fitting room door.
"Sheng Yan," she called out in a sweet, coquettish voice.
A corner of the curtain was pulled back, and Sheng Yan looked with longing at Jiang Ziyu, who was waiting gently outside.
"Do you need any help?" Jiang Ziyu asked shyly.
The help she offered made Sheng Yan's mind wander. His heart filled with anticipation, rendering him speechless. He roughly reached out and pulled Jiang Ziyu into the fitting room.
Trapped in the confined space, Sheng Yan, driven by desire, pushed Jiang Ziyu against the wall. Their foreheads touched, and his heavy breaths sprayed onto Jiang Ziyu's face.
"I never forgot you in these six years. I tried to find you, but I couldn't. It's so good now, you're finally back by my side."
As their eyes met, the tenderness in their gaze made Jiang Ziyu feel disgusted. She felt Sheng Yan's body drawing closer and tightened her palms behind her back.
"Zi…"
Sheng Yan tilted his head and collapsed onto Jiang Ziyu's shoulder.
Jiang Ziyu disdainfully pushed him to the ground. After walking out of the fitting room, she immediately found wet wipes and began cleaning every finger.