The cliché story of a domineering president and his secretary

Chapter 147: Both soft and hard tactics

"President Ding Hongding, are you clear about what you are doing?"

Facing An Yi's harsh questioning, Ding Hong's face remained normal, his eyes were even softer than usual, and he said, "I understand, and I'm glad that you finally understand too. Can we talk about it?"

Again, let's talk. What's there to talk about? An Yi resisted the urge to yell and forced himself to respond calmly: "Okay, let's talk somewhere else. It's too stressful to be at your home."

Ding Hong shook his head in protest: "In my house. I promise to keep a safe distance from you. I have been doing this from the beginning till now, haven't I?" Even in the reception room, when he was eager to stop An Yi from leaving, Ding Hong only blocked the angle with his body half a meter away without any physical contact. He knew An Yi's temperament very well and tried to give him more sense of security.

"Boss, I promise I will have a good talk with you. I really want to know the reason why you do this. But I really can't feel at ease here, so wouldn't the effect of our conversation be greatly reduced?" An Yi continued to persuade the other party earnestly: "Let's not go far away. Such a high-end community must have cafes and restaurants, right?"

"I'm sorry, I can't let you go. You and I both know the reason. As soon as you step out of this house, you will leave without looking back. Actually, it doesn't matter. After all, you can't leave this community. Even if you leave the community or even let you go home, I will still be able to stop you."

But that would take too much time and would inevitably lead to a mess. Now, keeping An Yi at home was nothing more than trying to eliminate external interference as much as possible and communicate with her in peace. The downside was how to calm the woman's fear. After all, this move was not only morally unreasonable, but also risked breaking the law.

Sure enough, what are you afraid of?

"Illegal detention." Seeing that soft tactics didn't work, An Yi began to put pressure on him: "Boss Ding, you are not unaware of this law, are you?"

"The door lock is broken, and so is the intercom system. We are trapped here." Ding Hong answered calmly.

An Yi was stunned. It was obvious that the other party was lying with open eyes, but what he said was so logical!

Oh, right, the cell phone! The other party was so shameless, why should she show any mercy? Call the police! She took out her cell phone from her backpack but couldn't dial it. After checking carefully, she found that there was no signal at all! She couldn't even make an emergency call!

Surprisingly, a signal blocker was installed!

"Great!" An Yi was so angry that she managed to spit out a few words from between her teeth. He was really well prepared to deal with me! At this time, her hand holding the phone was no longer trembling, but shaking violently.

Ding Hong couldn't help but worry when he saw An Yi was too excited, but he was the culprit who caused such a situation. He didn't know what to say for a moment and could only look at him worriedly.

An Yi managed to catch his breath and snorted, "My family and I have a fixed time to talk every day. If they can't contact me, they will call the police."

"Nine o'clock every night, right? There are still six hours from now. I believe we can have a calm conversation by then." Ding Hong knew very well how irritating his words were, but he still said them out loud.

As the saying goes, once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. I have let her go many times before, and now things have come to this point. If I fail, with An Yi doubly vigilant, I don't know if I can get such a good opportunity again. I am afraid I will hardly have the courage to use such a despicable method again.

As soon as he finished speaking, as he expected, An Yi's eyes turned red with anger, and he almost roared: "How do you know? You investigated my privacy!"

Ding Hong smiled bitterly, knowing that he would be misunderstood. He didn't know if the woman would listen to him at this moment, but he still had to explain: "I didn't investigate. I accidentally saw you talking to your daughter during the team building before. Plus, you always calculate the time to rush home after working overtime, so I guessed it. It's not difficult."

An Yi really didn't listen. In fact, the result would be the same whether he listened or not. If you trust someone who can join forces with others to illegally detain you, you are really hopelessly stupid.

Perhaps it was because he had expended too much energy pounding on the door just now, coupled with his impatience, An Yi felt dizzy and as if he was short of oxygen.

This is too bad! Now she is already under someone's control. If she suffers from hypoglycemia again, there is no way she can escape! So she secretly adjusted her breathing and tried to hold on, but her stubbornness betrayed her by biting her lips with her teeth.

Ding Hong, who was closely observing An Yi's condition, immediately noticed something was wrong and took two steps forward to support her.

"Don't come over!" An Yi stopped him loudly. Her vision began to darken and she waved her arms vigorously, as if she was making a desperate effort. At the same time, she leaned on the door panel behind her to support her body.

The most worrying thing happened. Ding Hong had thought of every detail of this plan, and the design was flawless. The only thing he was afraid of was that An Yi would get too angry and cause her body, which was seriously damaged due to neglect, to become unwell.

"Calm down first, I'll get you a drink." Ding Hong remembered that An Yi was in urgent need of sugar replenishment at this time.

"I don't drink it." Who knows if there will be unknown drugs in it.

There was no way Ding Hong would listen to her stubborn words. He quickly took back several bottles of different drinks, unscrewed the caps and handed them to the chest of drawers beside An Yi: "Don't be stubborn, drink it quickly."

An Yi didn't even look at him. She slowly lowered her body and sat on the ground. Cold sweat was dripping down her face and her face was as pale as paper.

"I, Ding Hong, swear that I did not put poison or drugs in the water for you!" How could Ding Hong not understand this woman's concerns and precautions, but he was no longer in a position to blame her, so he could only half squat and carefully observe An Yi's situation.

"I need to go to the hospital. I might die. I feel so bad."

Listening to the weak pleading, Ding Hong finally realized that An Yi not only didn't trust him, but also took the opportunity to use a self-torture tactic. Although it was old-fashioned, it was quite effective. His determination to fight a tough battle was gradually weakening. Clenching his fists tightly, Ding Hong tried his best to make his voice sound calm and calm: "There is a doctor I trust who can come to my house for a consultation. It's faster than going to the hospital. I'll contact him right away."

When An Yi heard this, his eyes lit up, and then he lowered his eyelashes to hide his thoughts.

Ding Hong understood what was happening and said bluntly, "Don't even think about asking for help. Doctor Jin's father has been serving our family since his generation. As long as he doesn't do anything that endangers the patient's health, he will never interfere in other matters."

Despite the explanation, Ding Hong believed that An Yi would definitely seek help when he saw Dr. Jin. It was a human instinct to survive. But Ding Hong had absolute confidence that his childhood playmate would not betray him, and would only treat it as a romantic affair. After all, doctors who deal with wealthy circles all day long have heard, seen, and handled matters that are many times more exciting than legal news.

Of course there is another reason. The other party knows his character and style of doing things. He, Ding Hong, never uses dirty tricks to get a woman. His current behavior... ahem, he just wants to keep her. He didn't touch her hair. It can't be called "dirty" at all. It should be called "unconventional means".

After these words fell, the room was silent. It seemed like a century had passed. An Yi casually took a bottle of drink and sipped it. However, tears slid down her cheeks like beads from a broken string and fell into her mouth. She swallowed it along with the drink, and the taste was indescribably strange.

Ding Hong was no better than An Yi. Seeing An Yi's reaction, his internal organs felt like being cut by a blunt knife, and the pain was indescribable. Fortunately, after An Yi replenished his sugar, his complexion improved. If it weren't for the experience at Yun Qingshan, Ding Hong would have given up. And because An Yi's body was so fragile that it could not withstand a single blow, after calming down, Ding Hong was more determined to carry out the plan.

"Are you feeling better?" As soon as he said this, Ding Hong was startled by his hoarse voice. He coughed twice to cover it up. He didn't want An Yi to notice his emotional changes. This woman was best at assessing the situation and acting after careful consideration.

"The floor is cold, can you try to walk over to the sofa?" He knew An Yi would not let him get close to her. Although her complexion had recovered a little, she was still very weak. Compared to the conversation, An Yi's physical condition was naturally more urgent.

Seeing that the other party refused to respond, Ding Hong turned and went to the study room, which was the only place in the house with communication signals. After all, if there was an emergency at work, there was no time to delay. He first sent a message to Dr. Jin to prescribe medicine for hypoglycemia and asked for it to be delivered as soon as possible; then he notified the housekeeper to prepare a few light and easy-to-digest meals, which would be delivered together with the medicine using the building's unique indoor meal delivery device.

After arranging these things quickly, Ding Hong rushed back and saw that An Yi's expression and sitting posture had not changed at all. He sighed and chose to sit on the ground like the other party. After thinking about it, he decided to carry out his plan.

"I'm sorry." Only three words, but he had to stop because he was at a loss for words. He had carefully prepared many plans and words before, but when things really came to this point, Ding Hong felt that all words were pale and powerless. He was not sure how to convince An Yi. But he had no choice. He had to go on the road to survive. If it was really a dead end, then he might as well give up, which was also a good thing.

After adjusting his mentality, he continued, "This is the first time that I have used business tactics to affect my personal feelings. I admit that I was despicable in today's incident."

First time? Why should I be moved by this? You might as well say that you are still a young man, which would make me feel more honored. An Yi continued to sip his drink mechanically without even raising his eyelids.

An Yi didn't react, which was completely within Ding Hong's expectations. He said to himself, "Shall we try to get along for a while?"

She didn't say the commonly used lies like 'I like you, I love you', nor did she say the bullying remarks like 'It's your honor that I like you, you be my woman', which was beyond An Yi's expectation.

Get along? Try to get along?

She didn't understand, but she wouldn't ask. At this moment, she was in a terrible mood. In addition to being angry at Ding Hong's bad behavior, she was also extremely upset about her stupidity and being deceived. In order to recover her strength as soon as possible, she chose to drink the drink despite the risk of being drugged. After all, there was no difference between fainting due to hypoglycemia and being drugged for a sex-hungry ghost.

Sex-hungry ghost, I never thought that one day I would describe their boss, who was known as a business elite with unlimited prospects, in this way. Didn't he claim to be a playboy and be pursued by countless women?

After the movie theater incident, she guessed that Ding Hong might have a despicable fetish for women - he didn't want free gifts, he liked to steal and rob. Now there was another thing, he might also like to rape...

Thinking of this, An Yi felt as if she was falling into an icy cave. The soft and hard tactics just now didn't work, and the self-torture trick didn't work. Before finding a new breakthrough, it was most urgent and important to ensure that she had a healthy body. Otherwise, even if the door was open, she would not have the strength to climb out.