Especially since his father had also vaguely hinted that he would inherit the factory director position.
'The house the mechanical factory had assigned to his father, on top of taking over as factory director—it was too tempting. He couldn't refuse. Forget the north house; he wouldn't care even if it were the entire courtyard.'
It had to be said that Mr. Xie knew this son of his very well. He knew exactly what his son wanted most, and he gave it to him.
Lin Yaru's whole body went rigid. That single word, "status," felt like a sharp blade plunging deep into her chest. Overcome with emotion, she clenched her fists and beat them against Jie Jingwei. "Jie Jingwei, you've ruined me."
Jie Jingwei grabbed her wrists, his voice low as he reminded her, "Lin Yaru, don't forget. You're the one who drugged me, not the other way around."
Tears streamed from Lin Yaru's eyes as she sobbed. "No, no, no! You weren't my target! Why was it you? Why did it have to be you? You've ruined me!"
