The King’s Enchanting Chapter 6 - 6 6 A Visit 1

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Previously on The King’s Enchanting...
Yu Zexiao unexpectedly appears in the control room, demanding Jian Anning's attention. A female artist tries to intercept him, but Zexiao skillfully evades her, causing her to fall and confront him about touching his clothes.

With a nose sculpted by cosmetic procedures, enhanced eyelids, refined cheekbones, silicone-augmented breasts, and a lifted posterior, her body was profoundly worn from countless encounters.

Her heavily applied makeup and artificially delicate, frail demeanor were just as apparent.

Every aspect of her persona screamed artificiality, yet this woman possessed the nerve to seek his attention?

Noticing his gaze lingering on her form, the woman confidently thrust out her chest.

She elegantly crossed her slender leg, toyed with her hair, and lifted a face painted with exaggerated sorrow, resembling weeping pear blossoms in a gentle rain, her long eyelashes fluttering pitifully as she met his eyes.

Remarkably, her makeup, even with the simulated tears, remained perfectly intact, showing no signs of smudging.

It stayed delicate and flawless. "It hurts—"

Unexpectedly, her plea was met with Yu Zexiao's gaze, blazing with an intense fury!

Yu Zexiao's face flushed a dangerous shade of livid, and he roared, "Get out! You're utterly disgusting!"

The amplified volume of his shout alerted the security guards stationed outside, who promptly entered. "Mr. Yu, what seems to be the trouble?"

Yu Zexiao violently discarded his coat onto the floor. Pointing an enraged finger at the woman on the ground, he commanded fiercely, "Remove this woman immediately! How did your security fail so badly that a lunatic could sneak in? She even managed to soil my clothes. If any real harm had occurred, could you possibly compensate for the consequences?"

He harbored an extreme aversion to physical contact and couldn't tolerate the touch of others. Her gaudy purple eyeshadow, arched eyebrows shaped like sickles, artificially curled hair, cheap undergarments visible beneath her expensive outer attire, and the overpowering perfume—all these details fueled his disgust, making him wonder how many men had been with her, and she still dared to provoke him?! It was a blatant act of courting death!

After the security guards unceremoniously dragged the woman away, the remaining staff members dispersed one by one, cowed by his intimidating glare.

Shortly, the bustling control room emptied, leaving only Jian Anning and Yu Zexiao.

Jian Anning, feigning composure, placed her coffee cup down. Avoiding his direct gaze, she inquired in a clear, clipped tone, "Is there something you need?"

"Is there something you need?" His voice, tinged with barely suppressed anger, rose slightly on the final word as Yu Zexiao uttered it with pointed emphasis. He advanced, radiating an overwhelming aura of rage, and closed in on her menacingly. "You tell me why I'm here!"

Even in his anger, his voice retained a deep, resonant quality, akin to the rich tones of a cello.

She subtly shifted her body, instinctively lowering her head and taking a half-step back. It wasn't solely fear that prompted this reaction, but rather a profound sense of embarrassment.

This morning, upon waking to the disheveled sheets and his naked form beside her, she had felt utterly lost, unsure how to face him.

Consequently, she had deliberately avoided his gaze this evening, consciously maintaining distance by working behind the scenes instead of fulfilling her role as his personal assistant, all to minimize their interactions.

"If, if this is about last night's... incident..."

After a tense pause, she finally lifted her head, meeting his intense gaze. She struggled to articulate, "Regarding last night, I truly hope you can forget it happened. I had far too much to drink, which led me to... make a small mistake. Please be assured, I will absolutely not disclose this to the media, nor will I pester you about it. I've already taken emergency contraception, so there should be no lingering consequences to worry about."

Forget, made a mistake, won't bother you, emergency contraception...

As she finished speaking, Yu Zexiao's handsome features contorted with a mixture of disbelief and fury!

Had his close friend Mo Siyu overheard these words, he might have silently congratulated her for understanding her position and perhaps considered pursuing a future connection.