As they spoke, the people from Jiang Cheng in the conference room had already tactfully exited, while Ruan Yiyi’s people looked at each other, waiting for her command.

Ruan Yiyi maintained an impassive face, continuously watching him. Finally, she glanced at the people beside her and said calmly, "You all can leave."

The people behind her gradually left, and the assistant closed the door, leaving only the two of them in the room.

After everyone had left, a man who appeared to be "honest and upright" no longer seemed so honest.

He looked at her, sitting on the sofa. He walked towards her step by step, while she sat there, unmoved, her eyes calmly fixed on him.

It seemed like a contest to see who could remain calm and composed the longest.

As he approached, he slightly leaned over, placing one hand on the sofa beside her shoulder and the other grasping her chin.

Her eyes glanced downward for a moment, and when she looked up again, she seemed to show a hint of displeasure.

"How dare you treat me like this?" Her lips moved slightly.

Wen Yu removed his black glasses with one hand and snorted lightly, "Why not?"

As he spoke, he brought his head closer, his lips moving slightly as they almost touched her ear, "I only pinched sister’s chin, but sister took away my innocence."

"You—"

Upon hearing this, Ruan Yiyi’s expression changed instantly, her face alternating between red and white, her hands unconsciously clenching, unsure if it was out of anger or embarrassment.

She probably hadn’t expected such words to come out of his mouth.

"What, isn’t it true? Not to mention, you put your pants on and left in the morning. If you switch the genders, sister, wouldn’t it be considered the disgraceful behavior of a scumbag?"

His words were increasingly sarcastic with each sentence.

Ruan Yiyi’s face flushed, but as someone with ample experience, she wouldn’t be rendered speechless by his few words. She seemed to think of something and gave a slightly mocking chuckle:

"So, you came to settle the score with me? Well, I’m sorry, but I thought the person I slept with that day wasn’t Wen Yu, but someone named Jack, a man who had long admired me."

Mentioning this left her with a sense of unresolved feelings, though she had developed a different kind of feeling for Jack, who would have thought that this Jack was just one of Wen Yu’s disguises?

At first, she rejected Wen Yu only to fall into Jack’s trap afterward. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

In a way, she just felt like a fool being deceived and toyed with by him at will.

Jack’s "death" had left her heartbroken and deeply remorseful.

But he, unharmed and safe, turned around to become another person, a brother she despised.

It really hit her hard.

Wen Yu’s pupils shrank, his gaze growing increasingly profound and complicated as he asked:

"Is that really the case? You love Jack, not me, is that right?"

When he uttered these words, his tone was extremely slow, as if each word was of great importance to him, and his entire presence gradually became oppressive and tense.

Ruan Yiyi didn’t respond, just stared at him.

Wen Yu wanted to know the answer, but she deliberately refused to speak.

Wen Yu’s grip unconsciously tightened, causing her to groan softly as she turned her head away to avoid his touch, her tone unfriendly as she said:

"Although you are Jack, you should understand that the Jack I admired was smart and brave. It was Jack who saved me back then, and I never had feelings for you—"

"Enough, that night you clearly made me call you sister."

Wen Yu stared at her, a mocking curve on his lips, "Again and again."