Chapter 337 - Why Should I Have a Guilty Conscience? (1/2)

“What did you say?” Qiu Junqiao breathed in deeply. “What’s the matter? Is President Huo playing dumb now? Do you really think I don’t know why you married Su Qingsang?”

Huo Jinyao leaned against the back of the chair behind him. His steely gaze swept across Qiu Junqiao’s face. “What exactly is Miss Qiu trying to imply?”

“I said that you married Su Qingsang due to reasons that are dubious and likely to cause embarrassment to the parties involved.”

Qiu Junqiao had a strained expression on her face as she held Huo Jinyao’s gaze. Her infuriation imploded as she recalled Qiu Yanbo’s warning to her.

“President Huo has elite status and a positive air of authority. However, your feathers are ruffled because of an attractive woman. Because of Su Qingsang, you threatened to transfer our partnership to another company. Doesn’t your exceptional treatment of Su Qingsang smell of your guilty conscience?”

“Why should I have a guilty conscience?” Huo Jinyao’s demeanor turned cold and he looked at Qiu Junqiao with a piercing stare. “Miss Qiu, I sincerely hope that you’ll be conscious of your behavior. After all, if you create problems for the Qiu Family again, I’m afraid that even if your brother and father come to me, matters can never be salvaged.”

“Don’t you get too eager to threaten me.” Qiu Junqiao was also making a determined effort to demonstrate her hostility. She regarded Huo Jinyao’s darkened demeanor with icy nonchalance. “On my previous trip to Rong City, I heard some interesting gossip. I assume, given your high social status, you’re not concerned with rumors.”

Huo Jinyao narrowed his eyes, and a flash of ruthlessness crossed his handsome face. “What is Miss Qiu trying to say?”

“Regarding that job, I know that your company has not signed the contract with Li Corporation. What I am trying to say is, you have to let the Qiu family do it.”

Huo Jinyao scrutinized Qiu Junqiao’s face and stood up abruptly. He went around his work desk and stood in front of her.

Qiu Junqiao matched his stare, a look of defiance on her face. She smiled with the audacity to challenge him. Huo Jinyao suddenly reached out to grip her neck with his hand.

“Your name is Qiu Junqiao, isn’t it? Do you know what I detest most in life?” He tightened his grip slightly, his voice colder than before. “The thing I detest most in is being threatened.”