At the door, the secretary knocked. Seeing that Jiang Zhixin was present, he did not walk in and instead reported in, "Director Zhou, the producer of Jade River Film Industry, Wang, is here. He鈥檚 currently waiting for you in the lounge."

"Let Cheng Jing talk to him. The trip today will be cancelled." After giving these instructions, Zhou Yi closed the computer in front of him, casually grabbed the coat hanging on the back of his chair, got up and walked to Jiang Zhixin, grabbed her arm, and walked out.

"Let go, what are you doing?" Jiang Zhixin struggled, her expression furious.

Zhou Yi leaned close to her, his lips close to her ear and whispered: "If you want me to drag you out of the office like this, then you only need to be cooperative. I don鈥檛 mind letting people see such a scene."

Jiang Zhixin knew that he was threatening her.

Although they had a tacit understanding of their relationship within the company, they still maintained a restrained distance in front of others. They had never had direct physical contact like this before.

If they were to walk out of the office now in this manner, it would probably attract everyone鈥檚 attention. At that time, the rumors would get even more intense. If someone took a photo and uploaded it to the internet, it would be the truth of their rumor.

If it was before last night, she might not have minded exposing their true relationship. In fact, she might have been a little happy. At least, this way, her identity would be more or less secure.

After what happened last night, she had already seen through the man in front of her, and she finally understood that their relationship could no longer go back to the past. In this life, no matter who he married in the end, it was impossible for it to be her.

Her struggling hands dropped slowly, and she stopped reacting to his words. Instead, she looked up at him and said, "What are you trying to do?"

Seeing that she didn鈥檛 resist, Zhou Yi also loosened his grip on her wrist, lifted his foot and walked towards the door: "Follow me."

The two of them walked out of the office one after the other. Little Bing was waiting in the lounge by the door. When she saw them come out, she immediately followed, "Zhixin, do you want to go out with Director Zhou now?"

Hearing her voice, Zhou Yi turned his head and coldly ordered: "Don鈥檛 follow."

Xiao Bing was startled by his voice and did not dare to ask more. She did not dare to follow him and could only look worriedly at Jiang Zhixin.

Jiang Zhixin reached out and patted her shoulder, "Don鈥檛 worry, I鈥檒l be fine. Today鈥檚 trip was cancelled for me. "

"Oh, then be careful." Little Ice said this in a low voice, probably afraid that Zhou Yi would hear.

Jiang Zhixin nodded and followed Zhou Yi鈥檚 footsteps.

The two of them entered the elevator. The others who had been waiting for the elevator all chose not to enter.

With a cold face, Zhou Yi pressed down on the elevator door and it closed. In the narrow space, there was only the two of them.

"Where are you taking me?" Jiang Zhixin was standing behind him. Looking at his straight back, she could not help but ask.

Zhou Yi pointed the back of his head at her, but didn鈥檛 answer her question.

Not long after, they arrived at the parking lot on the first floor. The elevator door opened, and Zhou Yi walked out.

Jiang Zhixin had no choice but to follow.

Getting in the car, Zhou Yi started the car and drove away from the car park at an extremely fast speed. Jiang Zhixin sat beside him with a silent expression.

Who knew how long the car had been on the road. Jiang Zhixin watched as the sky outside gradually darkened. At this moment, they had already long since left the city and were heading towards the sea. They stopped in front of a private villa.

Jiang Zhixin had never been here, and Zhou Yi had never mentioned to her that he had such a beach villa.

This was a high-class private villa area with a line of sea view. Because it was far away from the city and its location was quiet, it was chosen by the developers as a back garden for the rich.

Inside, the sun was setting in the west. The orange sun hung on the surface of the sea like a salted egg yolk, dyeing the surrounding clouds red. Reflecting on the sea, the scene was very beautiful.

Jiang Zhixin stood on the balcony of the living room, looking at the vast expanse of sea before her. She suddenly felt that she was so small, so insignificant.

"What about this place?" Zhou Yi stood behind her, and a low voice entered her ears.

Jiang Zhixin turned around and looked at him with a puzzled expression. "You鈥檙e asking me?"

"Yes." He nodded.

A mocking smile appeared on Jiang Zhixin鈥檚 face, "Director Zhou feels good, that鈥檚 good."

"I鈥檓 asking you now." Zhou Yi looked at her, his voice cold.

"Of course. How could Director Zhou鈥檚 choice be wrong?" After she finished speaking, she turned around and sat down on the sofa in the living room. "Now can Director Zhou tell me what you brought me here for?"

Zhou Yi took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to her: "This is the password to open the door, from now on you will live here."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhixin was stunned for a moment, but still reached out to receive the note, "You鈥檙e going to buy this villa for me?"

"I didn鈥檛 buy it. It was Director Zhu." When Zhou Yi said this, his hands were in his pants pockets, and his tone was very calm.

However, his words were like a bolt of thunder in Jiang Zhixin鈥檚 ears, causing her to feel both shocked and angry.

She suddenly stood up from the sofa, rushed to his front, raised her hand, and slapped him hard in the face: "Zhou Yi, are you still human? Why are you doing this to me? What do you think I am? "

Zhou Yi鈥檚 face was moved aside by her slap, but his face didn鈥檛 show the slightest bit of reaction. He only slowly straightened his face, his eyes cold and mocking: "What? You don鈥檛 like it here? I thought you liked being with him. "

"You think? "You clearly know that nothing happened between him and me last night, why are you ..." As Jiang Zhixin spoke, she clenched her fists and pounded them heavily on his chest.

"That鈥檚 because he鈥檚 drunk and he can鈥檛 do it. What if he鈥檚 not drunk? " Zhou Yi stretched out his hand to grab her wrist, stopping her movements. His originally expressionless face finally couldn鈥檛 hold back anymore, and he became excited.

Jiang Zhixin stared at him in a daze, and only after a long while did she come back to her senses, "What do you mean by this?"

Could it be that he didn鈥檛 care what happened between her and that Zhu guy last night? Ever since she went to the hotel with that old man, he had already judged her actions.

"Didn鈥檛 you tell me to go to dinner last night?" It was clearly his plan, but why did it become her fault now?

Zhou Yi: "I let you join the dinner, but I didn鈥檛 make you dress like that."

"I ..." It was to piss him off that she wore it.

"That鈥檚 true. You鈥檝e always liked older men, especially married ones." Zhou Yi鈥檚 eyes were full of ridicule, and his words were rather harsh.