The study door closed behind Dai Aiyuan, and she couldn't help but inhale sharply.
Perhaps she hadn't expected the study to be so dark.
Before her eyes had adjusted to the dimness, she heard the voice of Shen Zhixi from behind the desk.
"I was just watching a video, would Mrs. Jiang mind turning on the light?"
His attempt at emotional control had somewhat failed. Although he tried to sound gentle and refined, one could easily detect the thick undercurrent of pent-up fury in his words.
Dai Aiyuan's body trembled, "No problem."
When the lights came on, Shen Zhixi had already returned to his usual demeanor. His fingers were lightly interlaced, resting on the desk, hiding the burn on his thumb from Dai Aiyuan's view.
"I hear Mrs. Jiang is a brilliant graduate from H Business School. It really seems beneath you to be a full-time wife in the Jiang Family," he said, motioning to the seat opposite him for Dai Aiyuan.
