Ambiguous

  "Afraid of you? Hehe, how is that possible?" Shen Xuan could only smile, what else could she do, those ambiguous things in the business world were nothing out of the ordinary, which company's vice president, who had worked for several years, could face a client worth hundreds of billions with a cold and arrogant attitude?

  It's likely that some companies, in order to get such a cooperation opportunity, would even package their vice president and send them to the client's bed.

  She's not that kind of woman who would jump into a river or bite her tongue to death after being teased by a man.

  However, she was indeed a little afraid of this prince, and ambiguous things were suitable for business, but not suitable for her identity as the young mistress of the Pei family.

  It's really too difficult for one person to play two roles perfectly, especially for women.

  Moreover, Grandfather had never publicly disclosed her identity.

  She has always been aware that she is a scapegoat and never says much outside, which always gets her into such troubles, feeling very distressed.

  "Hmm." Qiu Mingjun's smile sounded slightly cold and hard, "In that case, I'll invite you to dinner tonight..."

  Xu Xuan thought to herself, "You're really something, giving me a stick and you actually climb up it. The South is truly a place where people are clever and resourceful. It's harmed me, an Easterner from a coastal city, now I've also learned to speak indirectly. Clearly wanting to keep distance, yet not daring to deny it, is this the power of a banknote?" "Tonight..."

  The door, without even a knock, was pushed open and Pei Jin's debonair figure burst into Shen Xuan's line of sight. He heard him curve the corners of his lips, revealing a gentlemanly smile, but his tone was light, "How about noon? She has no time in the evening as we have to have dinner together at home."

  Do we have to eat together at home? Shen Xuan was stunned for a second, Grandpa didn't seem to say that this morning.

  Qiu Mingjun straightened up, turned around and leaned against the edge of the office desk. Seeing Pei Jincheng, he felt a slight displeasure in his heart, but didn't show it on his face. He stretched out his hand while tilting his head, "Good morning, Director Pei."

  Xu Xuan knew that Pei Jin Cheng was not casual at the company, but when he was off work, he would throw away his suit and tie, roll up his sleeves, occasionally revealing a bit of sickness, looking like a lovely beauty who evoked sympathy. At night, he dared to hold her in his arms, in the crowded servant-filled Pei residence, choosing a cool chair, sitting on it, unscrupulously colliding with her body, wildly enjoying the passion he needed like fire.

  He's always like this outside, with a pretentious air about him, his eyes deep and unfathomable like the sea, his smile always hinting at something profound, making people around him guess what he's thinking. His hand stretched out, fingers slender and well-defined, clasped together with Qiu Mingjun's, but their auras were completely different, as if they were competing in some way, yet both had a hint of a smile on their lips. "Mr. Qiu, aren't you a bit early?"

  The two hands parted after a brief handshake, and Qiu Mingjun shrugged, "No way, it's hard to get an appointment with Shen, I want to discuss a project with her, won't Bai think that I don't trust Shen's abilities?"

  Pei Jin Cheng glanced at Shen Xuan, who had already stood up. Her bright eyes were filled with calmness. The look in Qiu Ming Jun's eyes made Pei Jin Cheng's heart skip a beat. He said, "You guys discuss the project." Then, looking at Shen Xuan, he said coolly, "You come to my office later."

  The second half continues to struggle.