Another year's pact!
Di Mingjue's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
His mind lost control, forcefully pulling the person into his arms.
Moving too fast, Jiang Ziyu was pulled into Di Mingjue's embrace inadvertently. As she cried out in surprise, her teeth scraped against his firm muscles.
"A pack of lies about a year's pact! You won't leave without my permission!"
With that, in the spacious interior, Jiang Ziyu was pinned down by Di Mingjue.
In the darkness, he was like a ferocious beast, ceaselessly devouring Jiang Ziyu.
Her collar was ripped open, and Jiang Ziyu felt a moist, scorching breath moving constantly.
The car stopped at the entrance of the Di residence. Shen Lin looked back at the partition behind him, feeling the need to leave the car.
What happened inside was easily imaginable.
After a full half hour, the rear door of the car was finally opened.
As Shen Lin was about to step forward, a figure shot past him at lightning speed. Only after the shadow disappeared in front of him did he react.
Arriving at the car, Di Mingjue in the back seat looked refreshed and triumphant.
This was the first time Shen Lin had seen such an expression since he began working for Di Mingjue.
His heart was moved!
Shen Lin was both happy and worried.
Di Mingjue had taken a liking to Jiang Ziyu, but she hadn't reciprocated. If he couldn't warm her icy heart, he would get hurt!
However, these were not things an assistant like him could change!
Jiang Ziyu ran into the room in one breath, locked the door, and collapsed weakly onto the cold floor.
Her body still held the traces of Di Mingjue's affection, and his deep kisses flashed before her eyes.
Was it unwillingness, or true love?
Jiang Ziyu stood at the fork in the road, finding it difficult to choose.
Arriving at the front hall, Di Mingjue told Shen Lin to go home and rest. He stayed alone by the sofa, waiting for Di Ruihe, who would arrive shortly.
Just now, at the entrance, he had seen Di Ruihe's car. Di Ruihe had clearly seen him too, but deliberately slowed down, waiting for him to enter first.
"Waiting for me?" Di Ruihe asked directly.
If you can't dodge the first, you can't dodge the fifteenth. What's coming will eventually come. He sat lazily on the sofa opposite Di Mingjue, propping his leg on the coffee table.
Somehow, Di Jiancheng was also blown here.
He walked in with a deeply troubled frown, his hands clasped behind his back, looking lifeless.
"Well, look at that, everyone's here." Di Jiancheng exclaimed, joining in proactively. Looking at Di Mingjue, he greedily said, "It just so happens that I have something to discuss with my nephew."
Di Mingjue remained indifferently in place.
"The Di family is a large clan, thriving with many descendants. With so many positions in the company, rather than letting outsiders take advantage, it's better to entrust these roles to family members," Di Jiancheng said expectantly.
After returning to the country, the old lady had cut off his financial support, and he had squandered the little money he had left. He had gone out today to meet some old friends but was instead ridiculed.
When you are successful, everyone is your friend. When you fall, even so-called friends become tormentors.
The more Di Jiancheng thought about the sarcastic remarks they had made to him, the more his hatred grew.
"Uncle, you're joking. Even though there are many people, they can't be easily utilized. As the saying goes, there's a specialization for everything. Can they handle the responsibilities with their abilities?"
"Why can't they!"
A slap waved before his eyes, and Di Jiancheng spoke nonsensically.
Di Mingjue laughed at his greed.
He was still unconvinced!
Back then, when the Di family encountered one crisis after another, the old lady had indeed considered letting Di Jiancheng take over the management of the Di Corporation. But he was useless, not only failing to handle official duties but also attempting to embezzle company funds for gambling.
It was precisely because he was seen as incompetent that the old lady insisted on Di Mingjue taking the position of Di family patriarch.
"Cousin, no matter what, my father is an elder you should respect." Di Ruihe seized the opportunity to find fault.
Respect?
Di Mingjue raised an eyebrow dismissively and asked, "Where have I shown disrespect to your father?"