Chapter 8 Are you saying you've set out before achieving mastery?

"Who is that! Is he the executive president that our group hired?"

"It doesn't seem like it! Who is that distinguished young master?"

There was a moment of commotion in the group's lobby.

Qin Mo stood among the crowd, intentionally turning her back to the direction from which the man had entered.

Madness!

If she really bumped into him, how would she face that man!

"That's President Chu."

"Isn't it rumored that he is brutal and inhumane, and also unsightly?"

"I think the rumors must be wrong. How could such a noble and handsome man be brutal?"

The man's face was frosty as he looked towards a direction in the crowd, where a petite figure was trying to curl up, desperately hoping not to be noticed.

Hmph.

The man strode over, extending his long fingers to tap the woman's shoulder.

The cold touch startled Qin Mo, but she stubbornly kept her back to Chu Yiqin.

"Turn around."

He ordered, dispassionately.

It can't be her he's speaking to!

Qin Mo deluded herself!

"If you don't turn around, there's no need for you to stay with the Chu Family."

"I..."

Qin Mo's heart felt like it was about to leap out. She turned, her head down, not expecting to run into this man again and again, especially at such awkward moments.

"Lift your head."

She slowly lifted her head, the corners of her eyes red.

Last night...

She had seduced this man and had been thrown out of his room!

Qin Mo's cheeks reddened, the color spreading to her ears, her shame and anger hard to bear!

"President Chu, about last night I..."

"Are you trying to say that before you even succeeded, you came to the group to seduce me?" The man's sharp gaze and cool, thin voice pierced Qin Mo's heart like a knife, "Ying Yao, hand over all your trivial matters to her. She will be responsible from now on."

"Yes, President."

Ying Yao responded respectfully. "Miss Qin, please come with me."

"Wait." Why should she handle the trivial affairs of this man?

The sight of his stern face made her remember the embarrassment from last night.

"You're not willing?"

The man glanced sideways, his eyes unfathomable like dark ink. "If you're not willing, just leave the Chu Family."

"No, I'm willing!"

Qin Mo clenched her palms. Her eyes flickered. How could she not understand that Chu Yiqin had transferred her over on purpose? Shu Yun said Young Master Chu was very pleased with her. Could it be that he actually wanted to play a game of cat and mouse with her?

But... being by Chu Yiqin's side wasn't without its benefits.

The Qin Family feared the Chu Family, and Zhen Guo couldn't swallow the land in West Mountain by itself; they still had to rely on the Chu Family.

If she...

"Secretary Qin, please come with me."

Ying Yao spoke politely.

"Thank you."

Qin Mo obediently followed Ying Yao, not noticing the man's enigmatic gaze lingering on her.

Her office was arranged next to the President's, and Ying Yao handed her a stack of documents.

"Get familiar with these today, if there's anything you don't understand, feel free to ask me."

Ying Yao left these words behind and exited the office.

Just as Qin Mo was about to look through the files, her phone started to vibrate aggressively.

"Hello..." Qin Mo answered irritably.

It was a call from Qin Xue.

"I'm at Aino Studio, come try on the bridesmaid dress, Dad asked you to be my bridesmaid. If you don't come, you know the consequences," Qin Xue spoke arrogantly.

Qin Mo hung up the call, tossing her phone aside in frustration.

Now, Qin ZhenGuo only knew how to threaten her. If it weren't for the graveyard in West Mountain being her mother's resting place and the Yin Family's ancestral gravesite, how could he possibly hold her Achilles' heel.

She had nothing left to lose, only this little bit of vulnerability.

Hesitating for a brief moment, Qin Mo still left the office, driven by defiance.