Headquarters of the Hua Nan Group, top-floor office. On the snow-white sheets, Jiang Nuan’s long, jet-black hair was scattered. Fu Yusen’s black eyes were like fire as he lifted Jiang Nuan slightly, enveloping her in an overwhelming kiss, with a force as if to devour her whole. When everything returned to calm. Jiang Nuan felt limp all over, as if she had died and come back to life. After regaining her strength, Jiang Nuan fastened the last button of her shirt: “Last night, some media leaked rumors about you. I’ll have the PR department handle it later.” Fu Yusen leaned against the headboard, lit a cigarette, and looked at her indifferently. “No need.” Jiang Nuan turned around, meeting Fu Yusen’s peach blossom eyes. The excitement in those eyes had faded, leaving only indifference. “That’s true, I’m getting engaged.” Jiang Nuan’s face turned pale, her mouth opened and closed, but no words came out. Fu Yusen leisurely enjoyed her loss of composure, slowly exhaling smoke. But within ten seconds, Jiang Nuan had composed herself. She lowered her eyes slightly: “I understand, Mr. Fu.” Then she opened the bedside drawer, took out a pill, and swallowed it in front of Fu Yusen. Fu Yusen’s eyes instantly darkened. Jiang Nuan left the CEO’s office and went straight to the conference room. A balding man in his fifties who had been waiting eagerly approached: “Assistant Jiang, you’re truly a busy person.” Jiang Nuan could tell there was more to his words: “Mr. Chen, sorry for the wait.” After Jiang Nuan sat down, Mr. Chen pushed the project document towards her: “Please approve this project, Assistant Jiang. It won’t be a loss.” Jiang Nuan flipped through the document, tapping her fingers lightly: “Three million, Mr. Chen, you’re not picky, are you? You’ll take anything.” Mr. Chen’s smile froze. His face twitched, and he threatened: “Don’t be ungrateful. I’ve been with Mr. Fu since the beginning. Just sign it obediently…” Jiang Nuan interrupted him: “I’ve already handed over the evidence of your embezzlement to the relevant authorities. You can ask for that money in prison.” As she got up to leave, Mr. Chen became agitated. “Slut! You’re just a plaything Fu Yusen used to get here! How dare you threaten to send me to jail!” He picked up an ashtray from the table and hurled it at Jiang Nuan! Panicked, Jiang Nuan saw the ashtray about to hit her head when a strong arm pulled her into a solid chest. Then, ‘Bang!’ Mr. Chen was kicked down fiercely! “Chen Deli, you dare touch my person.” Fu Yusen looked at Mr. Chen as if he were looking at a dead man. Even a cunning old fox like Mr. Chen was startled by the undisguised ruthlessness in his eyes. “No, Yusen, are you really going to do this to your uncle over such a trifle…” Fu Yusen didn’t even listen, telling the security outside: “Take him straight to the police station.” Hearing this, Jiang Nuan’s heart skipped a beat. She wanted to say something but decided against it. She calmed her racing heart and stepped out of the man’s embrace: “Thank you, Mr. Fu.” Fu Yusen leaned in slightly, his voice deep: “If you really want to thank me, perform well tonight.” His hot breath sprayed on her ear, making Jiang Nuan’s face flush. At that moment, a young assistant knocked on the door: “Mr. Fu, a woman claiming to be your fiancée is here to see you.” Jiang Nuan was stunned, then heard Fu Yusen say: “Let her come up directly.” Jiang Nuan couldn’t help but look at him, only to see a cold profile.
Chapter 2
