Three minutes later, Li Meirong also found an excuse to leave, not forgetting to close the door behind her. The entire suite was left with only Chu Lingzhi and Cai Quanjun. Cai Quanjun looked at Chu Lingzhi, seeing her face flushed, and began calculating in his mind. Now that they were alone in this luxurious suite, he could do whatever he wanted! He stood up, placed his hands on Chu Lingzhi's shoulders, and wore a sinister, lecherous grin. Chu Lingzhi pressed her lips tightly, struggling to stay lucid. She knew she had been set up by them. Damn Li Meirong, daring to scheme against her! Her whole body felt as if she were drunk, her head heavy and dizzy. At that moment, she not only wanted to curse but also to chop off the hands resting on her shoulders. Those hands disgusted her to no end. She pinched her own arm, the pain jolting her back to a bit more clarity. Li Meirong and Chu Jianjue wanted to use her to help the Chu Corporation—hah, she wouldn't let them succeed! Fighting to suppress her discomfort, Chu Lingzhi took a breath, suddenly turned around, lifted her face, and smiled at Cai Quanjun with an utterly enchanting expression. Seeing her stunning smile, Cai Quanjun felt as if he'd been electrocuted. "Cai Quanjun..." she called his name softly, her tone icy cold. Of course, Cai Quanjun didn't notice a thing. "Heh... heh..." He let out a few foolish laughs, staring blankly at her. "I want you to..." die! Her hands touched his Adam's apple. Her soft, boneless fingers made his heart pound like thunder. Leaning on the table for support, Chu Lingzhi stood up. Her hands slid from his face to his ears. She gently rubbed his earlobes, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. Finally, her fingers stopped at his ear gate acupoint. She pressed it, starting lightly then increasing pressure, before sharply poking it, cursing inwardly: Go to hell! She struck his ear gate point, causing him to feel dizzy and hear ringing. Cai Quanjun suddenly felt tinnitus and lightheadedness. His eyes widened as he stared at Chu Lingzhi in confusion. Chu Lingzhi let out a cold snort, shoved him, and he fell backward onto the floor. Looking at the unconscious Cai Quanjun, she sneered disdainfully, "Scum." While she was still lucid, she grabbed her bag and staggered away with heavy, unsteady steps. She had to get home quickly and soak in cold water, or she'd die from bleeding from all seven orifices. Ding... As she reached the elevator, the doors opened. She stumbled inside, nearly falling. Suddenly, a pair of strong hands caught her. She looked up, her vision blurry—Nangong Yehen? Was she seeing things? She shook her head, but that only made her feel worse, her head heavier. Seeing her like this, her face flushed red, Nangong Yehen's eyes flashed with a chilling, intimidating glare. Damn it!