Shadow Brake's Jealous Strike: "Young Master called me a stupid AI, he suggested you ask other AIs"

Lin An had just stepped out of the elevator.

Before he could make out the scene before him, a sharp whooshing sound tore through the air.

He instinctively tilted his head aside.

A hardcover book flew past his ear and smashed into the elevator doors behind him with a thunderous crash.

A deep dent was left in the metal doors, and pages scattered all over the floor.

Lin An froze.

A cold sweat broke out across his back.

If that had hit him squarely, he would have been crippled even if it did not kill him.

"What are you here for now? To laugh at me?!"

Leng Yaozhu's voice exploded from the depths of the office.

Every word carried the fury and grievance she had suppressed for more than twenty days.

Lin An raised his head, and his pupils suddenly contracted when he saw the woman before him.

Leng Yaozhu stood beside the desk, her white cheongsam outlining her graceful figure, a stretch of snow-white calf exposed through the slit in her skirt.

But her current state was completely different from the last time he had seen her.

Her reddish-brown hair was not pinned up as usual, but hung carelessly over her shoulders. The ends were tangled, and several loose strands clung messily to her cheeks.

Faint blue shadows lay beneath her eyes, her lips were pressed pale, and her entire face was bloodless.

Those phoenix eyes that were usually sharp and imposing were now reddened and misty, filled with anger—and a kind of grievance Lin An could not understand at all.

"You've been employed for so many days, yet you haven't replied to a single message!"

She took a step forward, her voice rising several octaves before cracking, trembling with a near-collapse.

"Is this how you work as someone's