Chapter 750: Revenge

"Director Lin, I'm Sun Weiwei. There's a medical-related document here that needs your signature and approval. Are you in the office?"

Su Zhiyuan heard Sun Weiwei's voice, her eyes full of panic.

She and Sun Weiwei have always been arch-enemies, constantly at odds… Right now she is in Lin Yuan's office, and if Sun Weiwei sees her, who knows what rumors will be spread.

Su Zhiyuan bent over and ducked, panicked, into the space under Lin Yuan's desk…

Su Zhiyuan only wanted to hide quickly, to avoid Sun Weiwei's line of sight.

Under the desk, Su Zhiyuan looked up, and her whole body froze instantly???

In Su Zhiyuan's eyes… were shock and disbelief.

Under the desk, there was actually another person??

This woman was none other than Gu Shiyan!

At this moment, Gu Shiyan's face… was full of shyness and nervousness.

Gu Shiyan obviously hadn't expected… that someone would suddenly hide in.

Lin Yuan opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

Lin Yuan only felt his scalp go numb, not knowing how to wrap things up.

Su Zhiyuan hid under the desk, completely dazed.

Lin Yuan sat in the chair, even more dazed, palms sweaty, eyes darting.

Lin Yuan dared neither to look outside the door nor to lower his gaze to under the desk; only helplessness remained in his heart.

He stopped, not knowing how to explain.

Just as the three fell into a deathly silence, the office door was gently pushed open.

Sun Weiwei walked in holding a document, her face showing a capable smile.

Sun Weiwei, striding straight toward Lin Yuan, said in a natural tone:

"Lin Yuan, sorry, didn't disturb you, did I? This is the document just sorted out by the Medical Department, needing your signature and approval."

Su Zhiyuan hid under the desk, her lips moved, about to speak up and question Gu Shiyan: what exactly are you doing?

But before Su Zhiyuan could get the words out, Gu Shiyan clapped a hand over her mouth.

Su Zhiyuan trembled with anger, instinctively wanting to struggle, pushing hard with both hands against Gu Shiyan's hand.

Su Zhiyuan's eyes were full of fury.

She insisted on confronting Lin Yuan and Gu Shiyan, that dog couple, asking what their relationship was, actually doing such a shameful thing in the office!

Seeing this, Gu Shiyan panicked inside, she tightly covered Su Zhiyuan's mouth, eyes full of urgency and anxiety, fearing Su Zhiyuan would struggle and make a noise, letting Sun Weiwei nearby discover their presence.

By then, not only would she lose face, but Su Zhiyuan would also be terribly embarrassed.

In the panic, Gu Shiyan didn't have time to think further, taking advantage of the gap while Su Zhiyuan struggled.

Gu Shiyan slightly turned her body, raised a hand and pressed down on Su Zhiyuan's shoulder.

Gu Shiyan, forcibly preventing Su Zhiyuan from making a sound.

Lin Yuan sat in the chair, his peripheral vision catching the movement under the desk, frightening him so much he didn't dare to breathe.

On one hand he had to feign calmness to deal with Sun Weiwei; on the other hand he still had to worry about the two under the desk making a commotion.

Sun Weiwei heard this, the doubt in her eyes slightly faded, and she nodded.

In order to quickly divert Sun Weiwei's attention, Lin Yuan hurriedly shifted the topic, trying to sound as natural as possible:

"By the way, you said there's a document needing my signature? What document is it?"

Sun Weiwei stepped forward and gently placed the document in her hand onto the desk.

Sun Weiwei's tone was respectful and docile:

"It's just a financial contract related to the Medical Department; we need your signature and approval before we can proceed with the subsequent fund settlement."

Nowadays, Sun Weiwei has long been subdued by Lin Yuan, no longer the arrogant and domineering she once was, becoming obedient and compliant.

Sun Weiwei no longer dares to casually target Lin Yuan as before, nor does she dare to secretly make things difficult for Su Mo Nong; she is careful in everything, obeying Lin Yuan's every word.

Lin Yuan quickly glanced at the contract on the desk, his mind holding only one thought.

Hurry up and sign it, so Sun Weiwei can leave as soon as possible.

Under the desk… still hid the two women, Gu Shiyan and Su Zhiyuan; a little carelessness would get them discovered, and then the situation would only become more difficult to control.

Lin Yuan pinched the pen with his fingertips, applying slight pressure.

"Alright, I'll sign it now; after I'm done, you can go attend to your business."

But just as Lin Yuan picked up the pen, the nib about to touch the contract,

Sun Weiwei suddenly moved.

Lin Yuan was completely stunned, the hand holding the pen jerked, the nib almost falling onto the desk.

At this moment, Lin Yuan's mind… went blank, even his breathing paused for a moment.

He never expected that Sun Weiwei… would suddenly do such an action.

Lin Yuan's face… was full of astonishment and panic; for a moment he actually forgot to push her away, his heart becoming a tangled mess.

On one side was Sun Weiwei actively offering a kiss right before him; on the other side were the two women under the desk who could be exposed at any moment…

Gu Shiyan under the desk, seeing this, hurriedly pressed down on Su Zhiyuan again…

Gu Shiyan tightly covered her mouth with one hand, fearing she would struggle and make a noise, letting Sun Weiwei discover her.

Gu Shiyan feared that if Su Zhiyuan went out, she herself would also be exposed.

But Su Zhiyuan was burning with rage at this moment, unable to stay calm.

Su Zhiyuan's eyes were full of fury, she glared deathly at Gu Shiyan, struggling ever more violently.

Lin Yuan, this scumbag!

Too scummy!

In a panic, Su Zhiyuan took advantage of Gu Shiyan's inattention, freed a hand, followed Lin Yuan's foot, and pinched Xiao Lin Yuan hard……

Su Zhiyuan could only do this…… to vent the anger and jealousy in her heart.

"Ah!"

Lin Yuan was caught off guard, and the sudden intense pain made his whole body shudder.

Lin Yuan could no longer bear it, and let out a clear cry of pain.

Under the desk, the painful sensation of his fingertips being pinched hard on his leg…… could not suppress the anger surging in Su Zhiyuan's heart.

This bit of petty pain was utterly insufficient to offset the resentment and fury she had accumulated at this moment.

The space under the desk was narrow and cramped; Gu Shiyan tightly covered her mouth, the force so great it almost choked her breath.

Gu Shiyan also pressed her hands on her shoulders, firmly immobilizing her in place, leaving her unable to move even a bit.

"Mmm——!"

The sudden intense pain instantly swept through his body; Lin Yuan jerked violently, unable to bear it any longer, a stifled groan nearly tearing his throat, which he forced back, twisting and breaking.

The sharp, bone‑piercing pain spread through his flesh to his limbs; his hand gripping the steel pen trembled violently, and the pen tip tapped the document with a 'ta', leaving a long ink mark.

Lin Yuan's whole body went rigid, his muscles tensed, a cold sweat instantly beaded his forehead, and his face turned ashen as paper.

Sun Weiwei was startled by his sudden abnormal state, quickly stepping back half a step, her brows and eyes full of genuine worry and concern, she asked softly: "Director Lin, what's wrong? Your complexion suddenly looks so terrible—are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

Lin Yuan clenched his teeth, his jaw line tensed, the intense pain in his leg surged in waves, making his scalp go numb.

He dared not show the slightest abnormality, fearing that if Sun Weiwei lowered her head she would discover the shocking secret under the desk.

He could only forcibly suppress the painful groan in his throat, squeeze out an extremely stiff, forced smile, his voice trembling uncontrollably:

"No, no……"

He quickly stabilized his breathing, hurriedly picked up the fallen steel pen, forced himself to steady his posture, and randomly sought an excuse to cover up: "Just now my leg cramp suddenly worsened, it spasmed sharply, it's nothing."

Sun Weiwei looked at him doubtfully, seeing his tense body and cold sweat, still uneasy: "Really nothing? Should you rest a few minutes before signing? Severe cramps are quite unpleasant."

"No need." Lin Yuan hurriedly interjected, his tone rushed yet deliberately calm, just wanting to send the person before him away quickly to end this ordeal: "Work comes first, it's just a minor ailment, no need to waste time."

As his words fell, the punishment under the desk not only did not stop, but intensified.

She not only did not loosen her bite, but redoubled her force, her teeth grinding hard into the flesh, each time stronger than the last.

She seemed intent on venting all her anger and resentment in this bite.

The fine pains layered and accumulated, turning into a relentless dull ache that maddeningly tortured Lin Yuan's nerves.

Lin Yuan's body trembled slightly, his waist and abdomen unconsciously tensed, his legs stiffened to the point he dared not move an inch, fearing any movement would provoke Su Zhiyuan to bite harder, and also fearing any noise would expose the secret under the desk.

Gu Shiyan was completely panicked, her hands and feet at a loss, frozen in place.

She clutched Su Zhiyuan's mouth with one hand, and with the other gently pushed her shoulder, constantly pleading with her eyes for her to release, her gaze full of terror and panic.

She knew all too well the consequences of exposure: their relationship and the office scandal would be enough to utterly embarrass everyone.

But Su Zhiyuan had already been blinded by rage at this moment, her eyes filled with stubborn anger, utterly ignoring her pleas and biting down even harder.

Lin Yuan sat before the office desk, forcing himself to stay calm as he looked at the documents, but his vision had long blurred; his mind was filled with the heart‑piercing pain in his leg and the chaotic stalemate of the two women under the desk.

He could only grit his teeth and go along with Sun Weiwei's conversation, every word trembling with suppressed strain, each second agonizing, hoping this absurd, embarrassing farce would end quickly.

The biting force under the desk kept increasing, the piercing pain spreading from his thigh throughout his body; cold sweat layered on Lin Yuan's forehead, continually sliding down his jawline. His fingertips clenched the steel pen until his knuckles whitened, his spine rigid as a board, the composure on his face barely holding on, the panic in his eyes impossible to hide.

This abnormal state was completely evident in Sun Weiwei's eyes.

She had been doubtful all along; now seeing Lin Yuan trembling all over, his gaze wandering, she couldn't even meet his eyes, her doubts magnifying. She refused to believe it was just a simple leg cramp— a normal cramp could never reduce someone to this state.

Sun Weiwei frowned, stepped forward half a step, her gaze falling to the space under the desk, and said softly: "Director Lin, your condition is really off—are you all right? I see you're in great pain; did something get stuck? Let me have a look."

As soon as she finished speaking, she slightly leaned forward, preparing to peek under the desk to check Lin Yuan's condition.

At that instant, Lin Yuan's heart seemed to stop.

It's over! If she lowers her head and sees Su Zhiyuan and Gu Shiyan hidden under the desk, today's absurd farce will be completely exposed, all three will be ruined, and the scene can never be contained!

Extreme panic and fear instantly overwhelmed Lin Yuan's reason; his mind went blank, no time to consider consequences. Instinct drove him to raise his hand sharply— a crisp 'pa' rang out explosively!

A resounding slap landed hard on Sun Weiwei's cheek.

The crisp slap echoed sharply in the quiet office, reverberating without end.

Sun Weiwei froze instantly, half her face flushing red and hot, a burning pain sweeping over her. She stared wide‑eyed, filled with disbelief and incredulity, dumbly looking at Lin Yuan, utterly bewildered. She never imagined that the usually gentle and restrained Lin Yuan would suddenly strike her.

At the same moment, the hold under the desk suddenly loosened.

Su Zhiyuan suddenly released her clenched teeth, her whole body stunned, the anger in her eyes vanishing instantly, replaced by utter shock. Gu Shiyan also went rigid, the hand covering Su Zhiyuan's mouth stopping abruptly, her breath ceasing.

In the cramped space under the desk, the two women stared at each other, plunged into dead silence.

The crisp slap rang out in the quiet office, sharp and jarring. Sun Weiwei's half‑cheek quickly reddened and swelled, five bright red finger marks standing out starkly. She stood rigid, her pupils slightly constricted, all gentleness gone from her eyes, leaving only shock and grievance. She lifted her gaze to Lin Yuan, voice trembling faintly, a hoarse note of disbelief: "You…… hit me?"

Lin Yuan looked at her reddened eye sockets and stunned expression, and a boundless regret welled up in his heart. That slap was entirely a loss of control in the panic; he merely feared Sun Weiwei would lower her head and discover the secret under the desk, momentarily flustered and losing his composure, which led to this grave mistake. Now his palms grew cold, his whole self panicked and at a loss, his face written with embarrassment and anxiety.

Under the desk, an even deeper silence fell.

Su Zhiyuan had already loosened her bite on Lin Yuan's teeth; the sudden slap scattered the fury filling her chest, leaving only astonishment on her face. Gu Shiyan also froze in place, the hand covering Su Zhiyuan's mouth suddenly releasing, the two women locked in close‑range eye contact, both eyes filled with panic and unease. No one had expected the situation to spiral out of control to this extent.

After the brief astonishment passed, Sun Weiwei's suspicions deepened. Lin Yuan's unceasing tension, odd posture, unexplained cold sweat, plus this inexplicable slap— everything seemed off. She swallowed her grievance, fixed her gaze firmly on the space under the desk, and said with a hint of obstinacy: "You're not right; you definitely have something hidden from me."

Having said that, Sun Weiwei hesitated no longer, turned sideways and bent over, about to lower her head to inspect the situation under the desk.

Lin Yuan's heart seemed to stop, and he fell into utter panic. He hurriedly stepped forward, intending to block her view, his voice flustered as he explained: "Weiwei, don't make a fuss—I really am just unwell, I slipped up momentarily, don't overthink it."

But the more he tried to stop her, the more Sun Weiwei was convinced that something was hidden under the desk. The atmosphere instantly tightened to the breaking point, ready to explode. Su Zhiyuan and Gu Shiyan under the desk held their breath, bodies pressed together, trembling with tension. If discovered, the absurd scene of both of them hiding simultaneously under Lin Yuan's office desk would be exposed, the whole company would erupt, and everyone would face utter ruin. Lin Yuan watched the danger approach step by step, feeling his scalp go numb, utterly trapped in an inescapable predicament.