Zhou Liwan adopted a wronged and aggrieved demeanor, raising her voice slightly, but still speaking in a soft and delicate tone, lacking any real threat: "What are you saying!"

Seeing that she still wouldn't admit it, and feeling the burly man approaching again, the blond-haired man pointed at Zhou Liwan and cursed impatiently, "Hey! You bitch, stop pretending! You're clearly..."

The black-clad bodyguard behind Zhou Liwan, wearing sunglasses, remained unsmiling throughout.

Seeing the blond-haired man approaching, he gave a cold snort, then stood in front of him and looked down at him.

The powerful aura immediately made the blond-haired man shrink back again, muttering timidly, "She deliberately tripped me, and now she won't let anyone say anything. She's bullying people by taking advantage of her power."

Zhou Liwan secretly pinched her thigh, the pain making her eyelids twitch and her eyelashes tremble, as if she was about to cry at any moment.

"I was sitting here perfectly fine, why are you blaming me for your own fall! If you don't want to pay the medical bills, I'm leaving!"

The burly man couldn't stand seeing little girls suffer, and his resentment towards the blond-haired man grew even stronger: "Are you even a man? You're blaming this little girl for something so trivial?"

Huang Mao felt like he was about to cry. He was surrounded by enemies, and the crowd was growing larger and larger. He said, "Believe me! Something really did trip me up just now."

The first man to stand up and criticize him looked at Zhou Liwan and found her to be extremely beautiful and elegant, with a clean and pure aura that was hard to believe.

This is such a beautiful girl, how dare this beast slander her? It's simply unforgivable.

He slammed his hand on the table and stood up: "Stop talking nonsense! I've had enough of this for a long time. Come out here with me! Let's talk outside, don't disturb other people's coffee!"

Huang Mao flung away the hand that was restraining him, and suddenly remembered the look of disgust Zhou Liwan had given him earlier, and suddenly it all became clear.

Pointing angrily at Zhou Liwan, she shouted, "You discovered I was following you, so you deliberately tripped me, didn't you! If not, why did you do that? I didn't mean any harm! Was it really necessary?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhou Liwan flinched in fear.

Fear filled his clear pupils, and his eyeballs drooped in large drops.

This completely enraged the crowd who had been observing. How could someone who was stalking a girl be so unreasonable?

The burly man spat viciously onto the ground, his small eyes blazing with fury. He grabbed the blond-haired man and yelled, "If I don't take you to the police station today, I'm not going to live! You scum!"

When he passed by Zhou Liwan, he saw her pitiful, tearful appearance and his heart softened. He quickly comforted her, "Don't be afraid, little girl. I'll take him to the police station right away. You can have your coffee in peace."

Zhou Liwan thanked them softly: "Thank you so much, you are all good people."

The word "good person" ignited a surge of righteousness in the crowd, with several even offering to go and testify.

Zhou Li responded with a smile to all of them.

As the lively figures of the group completely disappeared from her sight, a faint, mocking smile appeared on Zhou Liwan's lips.

Sitting there drinking an Americano, Jiang Shiyue, who had been on guard duty for a day and a night, was casually scrutinizing Zhou Liwan, his eyes dark, lingering and unfathomable.

Others may not know, but he sees it all clearly.

As that spirited young man passed by her, his cunning eyes and his calves appeared silently.

He remembered her; she was the rich young lady who had been mistakenly arrested by the anti-prostitution squad.

The difference between her appearance in the interrogation room and now is like night and day.

He coldly withdrew his gaze and continued to stare at the suspects who might appear in a certain building.

His lips curled into a mocking smile.

Zhou Liwan frowned and continued waiting, completely unaware that her little tricks had already been seen through.

The top floor of the Jiang family headquarters.

In Shen Nanzhou's office.

The man stared coldly and emotionlessly at the sticky note on the insulated box: "Even when you're busy, don't forget to eat breakfast. Sincerely, your devoted niece, Zhou Liwan."

Below Xiujuan's small handwriting was a picture of an adorable puppy.

"Take it away." His tone was flat and emotionless, revealing neither joy nor anger.

Assistant Han bowed his head: "Yes."

After removing the items from the table, Shen Nanzhou continued working.

It was as if nothing had happened.

After cleaning up, Assistant Han returned to the office, and the man's cool voice rang out again: "What are my schedules this afternoon?"

Assistant Han stood at attention: "Shareholders' meeting at 1:30 PM, Modern Finance interview at 3:00 PM, and subsidiary's second quarter work report at 4:00 PM."

Shen Nanzhou continued flipping through the documents without looking up: "And then?"

Assistant Han said matter-of-factly, "There's not much to do today. We can go home after the subsidiary's report."

"Notify all department heads that there will be surprise audits of their respective branches today. Give them only one hour to go home, pack their bags, and book their flights for tonight."

Assistant Han was surprised, but still agreed: "Yes, I'll go right away."

As she reached the door, she turned back to look at the man sitting upright, puzzled.

He had been a special assistant to Shen Nanzhou for eight years, and during those eight years, Shen Nanzhou, as his direct superior, had always treated him very well.

They never criticize others when things go wrong, and they generously reward people when they achieve something small, but for some reason, they always give people a sense of distance.

There's always been something between us, and no matter how many years we've known each other, he remains polite and distant.

It seems like they never put their heart into it.

Just like this morning, even though it was a lovingly prepared breakfast from his niece, he still coldly rejected it.

I wonder if those who were truly sincere to him will be heartbroken when they find out the truth.

Assistant Han sighed and quickly got back to work.

After all, he didn't have much free time to care about others.

When I raised my arm again, three hours had passed.

But there was still no movement from that side.

Zhou Liwan frowned slightly and subtly shifted her numb buttocks.

The midday sun shone directly in, and the staff thoughtfully lowered the white gauze curtains.

The sunlight shone through the sun, creating countless tiny specks that landed on Zhou Liwan's drooping eyelashes.

"Miss, the person has been brought here," Assistant Li's voice rang out.

Zhou Liwan suddenly looked up and saw two middle-aged men, both of whom were quite old, standing in front of her with somber expressions.

She stood up immediately with delight, but almost fell over because she had been sitting for too long: "You've come."

The girl's eyes sparkled with surprise. The person who had erected a high wall in her heart before coming here suddenly collapsed.

Sure enough, they could never blame the chairman's daughter.

She really looks just like the chairman.

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