bookrebus Chapter 77 Who gave you permission to call me that? Who are you to me?
Chapter 77 Who gave you permission to call me that? Who are you to me?
Jiang Liwu calmly exposed her, "You don't know you're wrong, you're just scared because you've been caught. On the first day, you asked me to file a complaint against you, but I didn't. Today is the second day."
Upon hearing this, Li Nana completely lost her composure. She slumped to the side, utterly dejected and ashen-faced, before being dragged away by security guards once again.
She knew her life was over. At the beginning, she had also wanted to work hard, strive for success, and become a better person. But when did she get lost in this materialistic era, completely devoured, and become bitter, cynical, opportunistic, negligent, and ugly?
From afar came Li Nana's heartbreaking sobs, filled with deep regret.
Li Nana's fate made Lin Qingwan a little uneasy.
Si Mocheng stared blankly at Jiang Liwu's mouth opening and closing as she spoke. Her eyes, tone of voice, and the way she looked gradually overlapped with the person in his memory. She was so familiar, so irreplaceable, so unrepeatable.
Jiang Liwu reached out to touch the injury on Si Mocheng's face, frowned and asked in a low voice, "Who hit you?" They ruined the face of her handsome young man.
Si Mocheng's heart trembled. The moment the cool, jade-like fingers touched him, his soul was shaken. Every pore on his body and every cell in his body unconsciously clamored and craved.
But the words that came out of his mouth were cold and rejecting: "Don't touch me." But if you listened carefully, you could hear that his voice was trembling and his breathing was disordered.
"Xiao Cheng," Jiang Liwu called out as she lowered her hand.
Si Mocheng seemed to have his tail stepped on, and his tone became even harsher, sounding full of warning, "Who gave you permission to call me that? Who are you to me?"
Si Mocheng strode past Jiang Liwu and quickly disappeared into the elevator, his figure extremely cold and aloof.
Seeing his attitude towards Jiang Liwu, Lin Qingwan breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Si Mocheng's punishment of Li Nana was not because of Jiang Liwu, but because Li Nana broke the rules and he happened to witness it.
Si Mocheng is someone who cannot tolerate any flaws.
What puzzled Lin Qingwan was how Si Mocheng entered through the company gate. Si Mocheng's whereabouts were always mysterious; he would only take a helicopter directly to the top floor, and it was very difficult for the company's employees to see him.
Secretary Chen approached Jiang Liwu respectfully and gestured for her to come upstairs. "Miss Jiang, please come upstairs with me." Others might not know the significance of this encounter, but Secretary Chen was well aware of Jiang Liwu's position to President Si, and he dared not be negligent in the slightest.
Jiang Liwu nodded.
Lin Qingwan found it strange and subconsciously stopped him, "Didn't the young master not want to see Miss Jiang?" How could Secretary Chen make such a decision on his own?
"President Si didn't say he didn't want to see Miss Jiang, nor did he say he wouldn't let Miss Jiang go up." Secretary Chen pushed up his glasses, his eyes sharp. "But you, why did you take credit for something that wasn't yours and lie about making the eight-treasure porridge?"
Jiang Liwu raised an eyebrow, remaining silent.
Lin Qingwan blushed instantly, unsure how to refute. Soon, the color faded from her face as she realized that if Secretary Chen knew this, then Si Mocheng would naturally know it even better.
"Subordinates should act like subordinates. Lin Qingwan, don't overstep your bounds," Secretary Chen warned sternly.
Lin Qingwan's expression was somewhat unpleasant. In her eyes, Secretary Chen's status was no higher than hers, so why was he lecturing her?
“I’ll go up too. I’m worried about the young master being injured.”
"President Si doesn't want to see you right now. You should go back first."
Lin Qingwan remained where she was, her expression unable to maintain any of her usual gentle and charming demeanor.
Secretary Chen pressed the elevator button solicitously and followed closely behind Jiang Liwu after she went in first. Seeing the thermos in Jiang Liwu's hand, he couldn't help but swallow hard, recalling the eight-treasure porridge from yesterday. "Miss Jiang, is there eight-treasure porridge inside?"
"No, it's wontons, pork filling, with some greens."
"Did you make this yourself?"
"Correct."
"Even though there was an insulated container in between, I could still smell the fragrance." Secretary Chen touched his neck.
Jiang Liwu saw through his intention and laughed twice, "I'll bring you a portion to try next time."
"Really? I got some too?" Secretary Chen's eyes lit up. "Thank you so much, Miss Jiang. You're so kind! I'm so lucky!" That was food that President Si would finish completely!
Jiang Liwu was amused by him again, and the atmosphere of their conversation was very relaxed until Secretary Chen said, "Miss Jiang, please be sure to persuade President Si to eat properly. He only ate a mouthful of porridge this morning."
"He doesn't eat properly most of the time?" Jiang Liwu frowned slightly.
"Yes, Mr. Si has a very serious stomach problem. It flares up very frequently. He can't eat more than a few bites of many things, and even the most delicious food will make him feel nauseous and vomit. Yesterday morning's meal was one of the few times that Mr. Si ate normally, and even had a great appetite."
"Actually, the doctor said that Mr. Si's physical stomach problems can be cured with proper care, but Mr. Si's mental stomach problems are difficult to cure. All his nausea and disgust are actually caused by mental stomach problems."
"Mental stomach problems?" Jiang Liwu frowned even deeper, her eyes showing worry.
"Yes, the psychologist said it's a psychological problem. If it can't be resolved, it will only accumulate and become more and more serious, and it will never be cured."
"All I know is that Mr. Si has had this stomach problem since he was a child."
Jiang Liwu's expression was serious. "Okay, I understand."
"You know? You know?" Secretary Chen looked surprised, and his gaze towards Jiang Liwu became even more respectful. If she knew about something like this, then the relationship between Jiang Liwu and President Si was indeed extraordinary.
Jiang Liwu sighed almost imperceptibly. As expected, her prediction was correct; her second pet was also sick.
As for the cause of Si Mocheng's stomach ailment, it can only be that one incident.
Si's parents were not qualified parents; their marriage was a business arrangement without any feelings for each other, and Si Mocheng was just a tool created for profit.
Si's parents didn't love him, and each of them was a womanizer with their own families and children. Si Mocheng was caught in the middle and ended up being the most superfluous one.
He never experienced parental love growing up; from his earliest memories, he was always cared for by the housekeeper.
This also fostered Si Mocheng's cold and aloof personality.
He was the rightful heir of a wealthy family, but he was not valued. Later, he was targeted by a greedy and desperate bandit who kidnapped him and demanded an exorbitant ransom.
Si's parents paid the ransom, but they were extremely indifferent to the child. They blamed each other for not paying attention to Si Mocheng in their daily lives and for not fulfilling their responsibilities, but they did not reflect on their own actions or show any remorse. It was as if the person whose life was in danger was not their own flesh and blood.
Their coldness is also the reason why Si Mocheng has a cold personality.