The pushover offended a top-tier boss

Chen Yang's expression changed: "Who the hell do you think you are? You're just a dog that Chen Yu keeps, daring to yell at me?!"

Lin Zhi smiled slightly: "Sorry, I got a little excited when I saw poop."

"You bitch, how dare you insult me!" Chen Yang raised his hand to hit her face.

Lin Zhi grabbed his wrist with one hand and twisted it behind his back, causing Chen Yang to cry out in pain, "Ahhh!"

"Damn it! That bitch, just because she slept with him she thinks she's the boss's wife?!"

Lin Zhi increased the pressure: "I think your rectum is connected to your brain, and you've put an enema in your mouth, haven't you?"

"A mudfish that's gotten a little seawater on itself, does it really think it's seafood?"

"Even without a mirror, you'll still need to pee, right? You know your place, don't you?"

Chen Yang was still shouting, "I'm my dad's favorite son, this company will be mine sooner or later!"

His gaze swept over her from head to toe, and his tone changed again:

"You have a great figure, it should be pretty fun to have sex with you. Why don't you come with me? Whatever he pays you, I'll double."

Lin Zhi chuckled and said, "Sorry, I'm Kayan."

Chen Yang was speechless with anger.

Unable to win a fight or argue, they had no choice but to slink away.

That evening, Chen Yu received a phone call from his father, which, as expected, was met with a reprimand.

"Your assistant actually insulted your brother and even hit him!"

Chen Yu said calmly, "I only have one younger brother, named Chen Zheng."

I'm talking about Chen Yang!

"I told her to yell at me, and I told her to hit me. If I let him come again next time, he won't just get yelled at." Chen Yu chuckled.

"You dare—"

He sneered, "Do you think I dare?"

The obedient dog of yesteryear has long since grown into a vicious wolf he can no longer control.

Then came a whirlwind of business trips.

Overseas market research took him from the Northern Hemisphere to the Southern Hemisphere. Jet lag left him dizzy and disoriented, and Lin Zhi fell asleep as soon as he lay down each day.

Chen Yu lived next door, their doors were next to each other, separated by a thin wall. She could hear the occasional phone calls and the sounds of his door opening and closing from his side.

That night, Lin Zhigang had just finished showering and was about to go to sleep when suddenly the ground shook violently.

The whole building was shaking, the walls were making dull thuds, and a corner of the glass window shattered with a crash.

Before she could react, the light above her head went out, and she was thrown to the ground by a huge inertia.

The earthquake came too fast; there was no time to run.

Fortunately, they were staying in a unique wooden hotel on a low floor, and Lin Zhi was trapped between the bed frame and the overturned wardrobe. In the darkness, only one thought filled her mind.

"Mr. Chen! Boss! Help!"

"Lin Zhi!"

Chen Yu's voice came from outside, accompanied by rapid breathing.

"Boss! I'm stuck here!" She raised her hand and tapped the wooden board next to her.

Chen Yu crawled over following the sound, half-kneeling on the ground, and saw her by the sliver of moonlight that shone through.

Without hesitation, he reached out to pull her. Just as Lin Zhi was about to reach out, she remembered his habit and saw a remote control next to her. She held one end and handed him the other end.

Chen Yu didn't touch her; instead, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her up.

"Thank you, boss. I didn't mean to lean on you this time," she said, panting as she sat on the floor.

Hearing this, Chen Yu felt a growing sense of unease.

The two sat down in a relatively stable corner. He looked around and saw sloping wooden walls and scattered debris all around.

"It's safe here. This hotel only has three floors, so searching it shouldn't be too difficult."

"Hmm." Lin Zhi felt a little more at ease after hearing this.

To encounter an earthquake while on a business trip is truly risking one's life for money.

The two sat there, neither of them speaking.

After a long silence, Chen Yu finally spoke in a deep voice: "That day, I didn't push you down on purpose. I'm just not used to physical contact with others."

Lin Zhi said "Oh".

"How did you develop this habit?"

"My mother died early, and my father was too busy to take care of me, so we kept changing nannies. When I was thirteen, we had a nanny—"

He paused, as if unleashing a long-suppressed thought, his fingertips unconsciously curling slightly on his knee.

"He always touches me when no one is around."

Lin Zhi's breathing quickened for a moment.

"Ever since then, I've been very averse to being touched by others," he said, then chuckled. "Isn't that kind of funny?"

Lin Zhi shook her head. "You are the victim."

She recalled the days when her stepfather would sneak into her pajamas in the middle of the night and secretly unlock the door while she was taking a shower.

She is so empathetic.

Those shadows are no longer mentioned, but that doesn't mean they never happened.

He resisted human touch.

She no longer longed for family and love.

After a moment of silence, Lin Zhi fumbled in her bag and pulled out a piece of chocolate. The wrapper rustled as she broke off a piece and handed it over.

Chen Yu said, "I'm not hungry."

"Conserve your energy." She didn't pull her hand back, just left it out in the darkness for two seconds before he took it, his fingertips touching hers, before quickly withdrawing it.

There was a bottle of water and a few packets of instant noodles in the corner, leftover supplies from the hotel room, scattered at my feet.

"It should last for three days without any problem." She patted the packets of instant noodles, her tone lighthearted with the relief of surviving a disaster.

"Boss, I should actually take advantage of your misfortune and charge you ten thousand dollars for half a chocolate."

"Okay, we'll turn around once we get out."

"Does this count as a work-related injury?"

"Your New Year's bonus will be doubled."

"The boss is generous."

She said these words with a laugh in her voice.

But being in a foreign country always makes me feel uneasy.

If they were in the country, they could rest assured that someone would come to rescue them.

Fortunately, the two were only trapped for a day before they heard the voices of the rescuers.

The wooden building's structure was simple, and passageways were quickly opened up.

When they were moved out, the sunlight was so bright that they couldn't open their eyes.

Lin Zhi squinted, went up first, and then reached out and pulled Chen Yu up.

The two people were placed in a tent at a temporary shelter, and each received two pieces of bread and a bottle of water.

Lin Zhi crawled into the tent and saw that there were several dark red bloodstains on the back of Chen Yu's shirt, and the fabric was torn in several places.

"You injured your back?"

"It's nothing, probably just a scratch," he explained.

"If you don't disinfect, you're more likely to get tetanus." She rummaged through her bag, pulled out a portable iodine swab from a hidden compartment, unpacked it, and said, "Take it off, I'll disinfect it for you."

He paused for a moment, his shoulders tensed slightly, and then he reached out to unbutton his shirt and take it off.

Chen Yu has broad shoulders and a toned waist and abdomen, the result of years of training, making him well-proportioned and strong.

But Lin Zhi's gaze fell on his back, where, in addition to a few fresh scratches, there were countless tiny old scars, some of which had faded to just a white line, while others were still tinged with darkness.

Her hand holding the cotton swab paused in mid-air, and her heart tightened inexplicably.

How could someone like him, a pampered young master born with a silver spoon in his mouth, suffer so many injuries?