Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

When the assistant came to summon Ji Liunian, she was puzzled.

Ji Liunian exchanged looks with Liu Menghan. Even though Liu Menghan was infatuated with Ling Yichuan, she frowned. She shared the first thing that came to her mind. “Don’t tell me Gao Youyi set you up? That’s why the big boss is asking for you?”

If it was something good, would Gao Youyi let Ji Liunian take the lead? There was too much fishy business in the finance department. Did Ling Yichuan realize that something was wrong with the report? Did Wang Shibo and Gao Youyi make Ji Liunian the scapegoat to cover their own a*s?

At the thought of this, Ji Liunian’s heart was beating like a drum. Although she had slept with Ling Yichuan, she did not think that she was so incredible in bed that he would speak up for her when Gao Youyi and Wang Shibo were trying to trip her up.

Not to mention the fact that she chided him yesterday for being a “two-timing playboy”…

“What’s there to be afraid of? We’ll deal with whatever comes our way.” Ji Liunian applied for this job without telling her father and the Yu Family. The Yu family would not allow their daughter-in-law to work. She was not hard up for this meager salary anyway.

Even then, Ji Liunian pondered for a while before getting up and making her way to the conference room.

When Ji Liunian pushed the door open, the entire conference room was silent.

Ling Yichuan had just thrown the report on the table. Although there was no anger on his face, no one in the conference room dared to move or speak.

Her eyes swept across the conference room. Everyone else was standing respectfully. In the center of the conference room, Ling Yichuan was surrounded by a group of people as he sat languidly on the leather couch. Ji Liunian’s heart tightened slightly. In the next second, she walked over to Wang Shibo. “Mr. Wang.”

Wang Shibo immediately pulled her in front of Ling Yichuan and said with a smile, “Mr. Ling, this is Ji Liunian. She’s the one following up on this project. If you have any questions, you can ask her.”

“Ji Liunian?” The corners of Ling Yichuan’s lips curled up slightly. He lifted his eyelids slightly and his gaze landed on Ji Liunian’s face. She looked like she was facing off a fearsome enemy. There was an indescribable feeling. Without saying much, he pointed at the report. “Tell me about that report.”

“Yes, Mr. Ling.” Ji Liunian turned her attention to the report. She flipped open a few pages—organized her thoughts—and began to give an account of the report.

Ling Yichuan kept his head lowered the whole time. He did not look at her or anyone else. He did not even say a word. His fingers kept spinning the porcelain cup until Ji Liunian closed the report and said, “Mr. Ling, that’s the end of the report.”

Only then did the corners of his lips curl up slightly. He closed the lid of the porcelain cup and looked up, a trace of dark and unclear emotions flashing in his angelic eyes. “Good job. A hundred times better than the one just now. What’s your name?”

Ji Liunian’s body went numb from his gaze. Everyone in the conference room was staring at her. She had no choice but to reply, “My name is… Ji Liunian.”