Chapter 19: Female President Si Yina  

No matter how much Jiang Lai thought about it, she couldn’t fathom why her president, Si Yina, would do such a thing.  

Regardless of gender, that behavior was overly intimate.  

Jiang Lai looked at Si Yina with a complicated expression.  

She didn’t understand why a woman would touch another woman’s curves.  

Didn’t she have her own?  

Couldn’t she see the other woman’s obvious discomfort?  

Her actions drew the attention of nearby female employees.  

Even the harassed woman turned around, looking at them timidly.  

Seeing Jiang Lai gripping Si Yina’s wrist, she seemed to muster great courage, gently tugging Jiang Lai’s sleeve.  

In a small voice, she said, “It’s okay…”  

Jiang Lai couldn’t comprehend why the woman said it was fine.  

She looked about her daughter’s age, with an intern badge on her chest, likely fresh out of college.  

Her silent endurance, clearly not the first time, was evident.  

Jiang Lai wondered if she’d overstepped, but her heart couldn’t tolerate it.  

This woman was someone’s precious daughter.  

Not wanting to embarrass her, Jiang Lai hesitated.  

A woman touching another woman wasn’t a huge issue—close friends might act similarly, depending on personal boundaries.  

Making a big scene would humiliate everyone.  

With the gender factor, Jiang Lai couldn’t think of a good solution.  

If Si Yina were a man, Jiang Lai would’ve called the police already.  

In the end, she held Si Yina’s hand firmly, urging her to behave in the elevator.  

When it opened again, Jiang Lai pulled the president out by the wrist.  

Finding a secluded corner, Jiang Lai stared at Si Yina.  

“I don’t know why you did that, but it better not happen again!  

If you were a man, I’d have called the police.”  

Si Yina looked at Jiang Lai with interest, not resisting earlier because she was captivated by her beauty.  

Perhaps it was Jiang Lai’s stunning figure.  

Despite being dressed conservatively, like a proper lady, she exuded an allure that made pulses race.  

Her figure was striking, with long, slender legs that seemed endlessly captivating.  

Si Yina was confident in her own beauty, but seeing Jiang Lai sparked a rare sense of defeat.  

Even after handpicking her company’s female staff, no one compared to the woman before her.  

Si Yina liked women, especially beautiful, well-figured ones—a preference evident since childhood.  

But strict family upbringing kept her from acting on it openly before graduating.  

Now, managing a company felt like a bird freed from its cage, acting recklessly.  

When she first took over years ago, her family monitored her every move, reporting back.  

She managed well, so last year, she gained full control, with absolute authority in the company.  

That’s when she let loose.  

Si Yina began selecting employees and executives based on her preferences—beauty, pleasant voices, good figures—often prioritizing these over work ability.  

But overworked employees rarely focused on their appearance beyond looking presentable.  

New interns, however, were her delight.  

Most interns, new to the workforce, cherished their hard-earned jobs and tolerated her behavior unless it was too extreme.  

The woman Si Yina harassed in the elevator was a long-time target—timid, dressed plainly.  

She endured workplace bullying silently, so even when harassed, she thought it was just a woman’s touch, bearable.  

If not for her impressive figure beneath those clothes, Si Yina wouldn’t have noticed such a low-profile person.  

She wanted to test how far she could push someone so tolerant.  

The elevator incident was one of her many whims.  

Far from upset at Jiang Lai’s interruption, Si Yina was thrilled to discover such a gem.  

As for Jiang Lai’s words, Si Yina seemed to ignore them, casually inviting, “Are you a company employee?  

If you want, you can be my personal secretary.  

I guarantee a higher salary than you have now.”  

Jiang Lai genuinely wanted to call the police.  

She’d never felt such visceral repulsion toward a woman.  

Though Si Yina was beautiful, with soft, innocent eyes, there was a predatory glint in them, like a wolf ready to devour her.  

“Work isn’t a game!”  

Jiang Lai watched Si Yina approach, her initial respect for her competence vanishing.  

Why was she so frivolous?  

Si Yina was tall, especially in heels, forcing Jiang Lai to look up—a rare, uncomfortable feeling of being dominated by height.  

“Because I like you.  

You’re so beautiful.”  

Si Yina’s voice was light, laced with teasing, feigning a husky tone.  

She grabbed Jiang Lai’s hand, the stranger’s touch and warm temperature making her instinctively recoil.  

Even earlier, Jiang Lai had only grabbed Si Yina’s wrist through her sleeve.  

How could she be so casual with such intimate actions?  

Even Xu Ruobing, who approached her at the bar, wasn’t this brazen at first.  

Jiang Lai’s delicate brows furrowed.  

Then, Si Yina’s even bolder words followed.  

“How much a month to keep you?”