Jiang Zong let out a violent coughing fit, as his old friend—the heart attack—had returned to pay him a visit. Even though he wanted to help Gu Yan, he did not intend to lose his own life.
He looked at Fu Zhi again and then realized Fu Zhi was serious about her suggestion.
His heart skipped a beat, and he said, “I think… it would be better for you to talk with the vice-president regarding this matter.”
“But I want to talk to you,” Fu Zhi replied matter-of-factly. After saying that, she handed the cherries to Xiao Ai and stretched her hands. “Don’t worry. Although I’m weak, feel free to come at me with everything you’ve got.”
Jiang Zong did not know what to say.
‘Go to hell. That’s not what I’m worried about. I was just scared that you would come at me with full force!’
“I will take it as a yes if you don’t say anything.”
Then, without waiting for Jiang Zong to say anything, Fu Zhi took a large stride forward, grabbed his collar, and pulled him downward, forcing him to lower his head to look at her.
From his point of view, the young lady’s eyes were so dark that it was impossible to tell where her pupils ended and her irises began. There was nothing but coldness in them, and he could see his own reflection in her eyes.
His heart leaped into his throat. He raised his arm but stopped in midair.
Even though Fu Zhi seemed furious, she was still a girl. She was young, and he reckoned that she would not be able to cause him any damage with those thin, frail limbs of hers. Besides, he was a member of the Jiang Family, so he was certain that she would act properly.
Therefore, he put his arm down and…
Before any thought could form in his head, Fu Zhi grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulled him forward, and smashed another fist on his face.
‘F*ck! It hurts so much!’
Jiang Zong fell to the floor and did not come around for a long time.
He had been born with a silver spoon in his mouth, and his father had never hit him. As if that was not enough, the young lady came forward and landed two more punches on him.
Jiang Zong was infuriated.
‘D*mn it, Fu Zhi! Stop it! Do you really think I won’t hit a woman?!’
Meanwhile, Fu Zhi grabbed the collar of his shirt and sat on top of him.
She scanned him from head to toe with a disdainful gaze and said in an apathetic voice, “This is all you’ve got?”
Jiang Zong was speechless.
“Get off me!” Jiang Zong growled, his voice cracking and his chest heaving up and down heavily. He glared at Fu Zhi and snarled, “A woman should never sit on top of a man casually! Or are you implying that you want to do something intimate with me?”
The moment Jiang Zong finished speaking, Fu Zhi stomped her feet straight on his face, causing him to fall silent once again.
When she had enough of beating Jiang Zong, she went away in a good mood with the cherries.
Jiang Zong’s secretary heard the noise and came upstairs. When he saw that his young master was sitting on the floor, he let out a scream and ran headlong toward him. “Oh my! Young master, are you alright?”
Embarrassed, Jiang Zong replied, “I’m fine.”
Using the tip of his tongue, he licked his molars. Just as he was about to say it was not a big deal, he hissed out in pain the second his tongue touched his teeth.
It hurt so much that tears nearly fell from his eyes.
He could not act tough anymore. He felt that taking on Fu Zhi was the worst decision he had ever made.
“Go get a doctor.”
The secretary was both upset and angry. He wanted to shred Fu Zhi into countless pieces, but then again… He recalled that his young master was very fond of the Fu Family, so what had Fu Zhi done to Jiang Zong to make him so angry at her?
Downstairs, the live-streaming session had started.
Gu Yan was sitting in front of the camera as she said, “It’s true that I accidentally picked the wrong answer for a question, and I’m not going to deny the fact that I’m not as fast as Fu Zhi at answering questions. However, I’m not going to take the blame either. We are a team, and we should share both honor and shame. I don’t care who gets the credit in the end, not to mention that it’s because of her that we didn’t lose the last round. I’m nothing but a tool, so there’s not much I can say. I just hope that Fu Zhi’s fans can let the matter drop and stop making a big fuss out of nothing.”