Chapter 442: Chapter 442: How Is It Crossing the Line to Hold My Woman?
Not until the door to the conference room closed did Shen Cheng slump against the wall.
Piercing pain in her ankle kept assaulting her, fine sweat beaded on her forehead, yet she still managed to support herself to stand up.
Just as she turned to leave, the door to the conference room opened again.
The man who swiftly walked out had his sword eyebrows upright, his handsome face with sharp features carried a hint of distinct concern.
With just one glance at Shen Cheng, he spoke coldly, "Don’t move."
Although it was merely two brief words, they already demonstrated how much he cared for Shen Cheng.
Shen Cheng looked at him, shaking her head.
Her intention was clear, she was telling Shi Yu she was fine.
Shi Yu, however, ignored her signal and walked straight to her. Without uttering any unnecessary words, he picked her up by her waist.
For a moment, there was complete silence, as if even the air had frozen.
All the executives in the conference room turned their gaze towards the door almost simultaneously.
If what just happened was shocking, now it must be staggering!
Because Shi Yu carried Shen Cheng into his private elevator.
Throughout the company, everyone knew Shi Yu had severe germophobia.
His things, he never allowed anyone else to touch.
And his elevator, apart from the designated cleaner, no one had ever entered; even the buttons outside the elevator, no one dared to touch.
Everyone stared blankly in the direction of the elevator, and only when the elevator doors slowly closed did they wipe off their cold sweat.
In the elevator.
Shen Cheng wrapped her arms around Shi Yu’s neck, her brows slightly furrowed, "Is this overstepping?"
"It’s my woman I’m holding, how is that overstepping?"
His deep and magnetic voice echoed in the cramped elevator, tinged with a subtly dangerous undertone.
"We agreed not to let others know about our relationship."
"I’ve changed my mind now."
"Why?"
"Why?" Shi Yu half-squinted his eyes, looking down at her, a trace of coldness emanating from him, "Only by letting others know you are my woman can you avoid getting hurt!"
His voice carried traces of intense anger.
Shen Cheng knew he was angry and she knew why he was angry.
"My foot is okay."
"Your face is so pale and you still dare to say it’s okay?" Shi Yu stared tightly at her, his incisive gaze as if piercing through her body, the dangerous intent even more apparent.
"I’m not that fragile!" Shen Cheng said, and pushed him with one hand, "Put me down, I can stand on my own."
"..."
Shi Yu didn’t speak, nor did he intend to let her go.
His gaze shifted elsewhere, but his eyes still flickered with an indistinct flame.
"You..."
"Shut up."
Before Shen Cheng could finish speaking, Shi Yu curtly interrupted her.
"You think just because you tell me to shut up, I will? I’m not that obedient!" Shen Cheng huffed, arrogantly indignant.
"Hmm, repeat what you just said, and I guarantee within a minute everyone in the company will know about our relationship."
"Mr. Shi! You’re a pervert!" Always threatening her!
"I can be even more perverted if you want to try?" Shi Yu looked at her with interest, clearly smiling, yet without a trace of warmth.
"..."
Shen Cheng turned her face away, ignoring him.
"Shen Chengzi."
"..."
The woman still ignored him, stubborn and arrogantly graceful.
"Shen Chengzi."
He lowered his voice and called again.
"..."
Still, no response.