Chapter 13 Feng Lanhe You Are A Scoundrel

• Qin Shuhan thought about various possibilities. She thought that Feng Lanhe simply could not find a partner at the last minute. Since she had bumped into him coincidentally, Feng Lanhe conveniently made a decision to invite her to the dinner party. However, Qin Shuhan did not expect Feng Lanhe to go so overboard.
• Although she was Feng Lanhe's employee, she was not an object that could be passed around through different hands.
• Qin Shuhan felt like she had been insulted, and she clenched her fists tightly. “Mr. Feng, did you consult me before you made this decision?”
• Feng Lanhe's sharp gaze fell on Qin Shuhan who had an angry look on her face. His thin lips parted slightly. “Is ten thousand enough?”
• Ten thousand?
• Qin Shuhan was very amused. Did he take her as an item that could be sold?
• Song Ziyun watched the drama unfold in front of him and looked at Qin Shuhan, who was forcing a smile. Although he did not know why Feng Lanhe wanted to humiliate a woman, he thought that Feng Lanhe had gone too far. Just as he was about to step in to resolve the situation, Qin Shuhan took a bank card out of her bag.
• “That's perfect. I have ten thousand on this card. I think that should be enough to buy you some sensitivity!” After Qin Shuhan finished, she grabbed a glass of red wine from a waiter passing by and splashed it on Feng Lanhe.
• Instantly, the entire dinner party became silent.
• The guests were all staring at Qin Shuhan. They were in shock yet curious at the same time.
• “Who is that girl?”
• “My goodness, is she out of her mind? How dare she offend President Feng. Has she gone crazy?”
• Everyone was surprised by Qin Shuhan's actions, including Feng Lanhe himself. How dare she do that when she is the one putting up a false pretense!
• The temperature of the place plunged instantly. As he grabbed Qin Shuhan's wrist, he held back his anger and asked Song Ziyun, “Where is the guest room?”
• Dumbfounded, Song Ziyun hurriedly responded, “It is on the third floor. You can take the elevator on the left.”
• Feng Lanhe domineeringly pulled Qin Shuhan toward the stairs and left the crowd in a daze.
• “What is this situation? Where is President Feng bringing that woman?”
• “Does anyone know what's going on?”
• The crowd exchanged glances before finally casting their gaze upon Chen Yan. Chen Yan felt uncomfortable from the stares and hurriedly ran upstairs.
• In the room, Feng Lanhe furiously locked the door before he forcefully pushed Qin Shuhan onto the bed. Annoyed, he looked at the wine stain on his shirt and ordered, “Clean it!”
• Qin Shuhan stubbornly climbed up from the bed and rotated her neck uncomfortably. “Do you not have hands? Aren’t ten grands enough for you to get it cleaned?”
• “Do you have a death wish?” Feng Lanhe exuded a terrifying aura.
• Qin Shuhan snorted, “You can bully others, yet I can't retort? Let me tell you, I am Diye Group's employee for sure, but I am not obligated to go to your social gatherings. I'd rather resign than let you humiliate me!”
• Feng Lanhe suddenly laughed. The crisp laughter sounded very pleasant to the ears. “There is a five million penalty fee. If you can afford it, you are free to leave anytime you want to.”
• “What five million are you talking about?” Qin Shuhan was startled.
• Feng Lanhe used his free hand to pinch her chin, and he wickedly said, “Did you think that it would be easy to earn Diye Group's salary? When you were hired, didn't the manager tell you about the liquidated damages that you would have to pay if you were to resign during your term of employment?”
• As long as the management did not dismiss them, those who resigned on their own accord would have to pay a high compensation fee. Qin Shuhan heard about it when she was hired, but the Human Resource Department manager said that Diye Group was a huge organization and would not strictly apply those rules. If there were employees who wanted to leave, they would still be merciful and let them go. So at that time, Qin Shuhan was not bothered by it.
• However, she did not expect the president of such a large organization, Feng Lanhe, to be so calculative with a mere employee like her.
• Qin Shuhan was furious as she felt wronged but could not rebut.
• When Feng Lanhe saw the conflicted state that she was in, he felt pleased. His fair fingers brushed against her red lips. “Now tell me, do you want to resign?”
• “You scoundrel!”
• Feng Lanhe was neither angry nor annoyed. Instead, he laughed. “Since you are not leaving, then you should think of a way to clean my shirt.”
• He slowly unbuttoned his shirt, one button after another, in front of Qin Shuhan. Then he took the shirt off and exposed his sexy chest. After that, he threw the shirt into her arms and headed into the bathroom.
• His shirt was still warm, and Qin Shuhan's heart was beating very fast. Other than that night, this was the first time she had ever seen a shirtless man!
• The sound of water running in the bathroom brought back a familiar feeling. She grew uncomfortable with that thought, and her heart started to beat even faster. She thought that she was going crazy.
• The shirt in her hand felt like a hot potato. She wanted to throw it away, but at the same time, she didn't have the guts to do so. In the end, she could only stare at the light emitted from the bathroom. What could she do now? Take it for dry cleaning?
• While she was still at a loss, the bathroom door opened.
• Feng Lanhe walked out in a bathrobe. He had just finished showering, so his body was still wet, and his messy hair was dripping with water. While drying his hair, he looked at the shirt with a deadpan face. With a displeased expression, he asked, “Has it been cleaned?”
• “How can I wash it if you were in the bathroom?” Qin Shuhan awkwardly looked away from Feng Lanhe's body. “I'll wash it now.”
• “Hand wash it.” Feng Lanhe walked over and grabbed her chin. She could feel his hot breath on her face. “Wash the shirt with the same determination you had when you poured the wine on me earlier.”
• Qin Shuhan pushed his hand away. “I'll wash it. Don't touch me!”
• “Hmph,” he replied with disdain.
• Qin Shuhan brought the shirt into the bathroom. Luckily, the stain was not too big. She dipped some water on it before scrubbing. However, she realized that it could not be washed off. Then, she soaked it in warm water and tried to scrub it again. However, no matter how hard she scrubbed, the red wine simply couldn't be removed.
• Feng Lanhe stood at the bathroom door and watched the scene indifferently. “If you can't wash it off, take off your dress.”
• “Who said I can't wash it off?” Qin Shuhan used the soap to scrub it a few times, yet the stain remained! Qin Shuhan was somewhat in despair. When she heard movement behind her, she thought that he was going to strip her dress off. So she quickly turned around to take a look. Someone walked into the room.
• “President, this is the shirt that you requested for.” It was Chen Yan.
• Qin Shuhan's heart leaped with joy. Since he has a new shirt, does it mean that I don't have to wash this? She happily turned off the tap.
• “You are done washing?” the man questioned.
• The smile on Qin Shuhan's face froze, and she pointed to the new shirt in Feng Lanhe's hands. “Don't you have something else to wear?”
• “Does that have anything to do with you?” Feng Lanhe retorted.
• Qin Shuhan bitterly walked back into the bathroom. Feng Lanhe did not leave even after he was dressed and watched her like a hawk. So even if Qin Shuhan wanted to leave, she could not. After she finally washed and dried the shirt, Feng Lanhe threw it into the bin with disgust.
• “I'll deduct one month of your salary.” The man did not even blink before he left the room.
• Qin Shuhan chased after him. “I have already washed your shirt, so why do you have to deduct my pay?”
• Feng Lanhe answered, “I don't like things that women have touched before.”
• Qin Shuhan was speechless.
• How could he bully her like that!