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To exact revenge on her fiance who cheated on her, Xing Shu plotted against her fiance's uncle, Cheng Lang. "Was my nephew unable to please you?"

On a large, messy bed, Cheng Lang pinched Xing Shu's chin. The black Buddhist bracelet around his wrist swayed from side to side. Everyone said Cheng Lang was a religious man who stayed away from women.

However, after sleeping with him for a night, Xing Shu expressed how it was actually easy to manipulate him. She only needed to say sweet things to him in a soft, gentle voice, and he'd give her anything she wanted.

"Mr. Cheng is only putting on a show with Xing Shu. He'll dump her very soon!"

"Xing Shu is a shameless woman. Mr. Cheng would never fall for someone with ulterior motives like her!"

Everyone in Jing City waited for her to make a fool of herself, but nobody knew how Cheng Lang pinned her against the bed at night. "Xing Shu, mention getting a divorce again if you dare."

Ever since then, Cheng Lang, a man who once belonged on the altar, was brought down by Xing Shu. He experienced what it felt like to be in a relationship like a normal person, and he found joy in it. 

I Dragged My Fiance's Uncle off the Altar

Xing Shu sat on the couch and wondered if Cheng Xingyang had also banged Xing Linlin on this couch. She was overwhelmed with disgust and stood up to call Hu Jie in. "Change everything in this office. Everything!"

Hu Jie had already heard the news that Cheng Xingyang had come to the company. She felt that Xing Shu would be gone very soon, so she did not bother hiding her disdain. "Director Xing, I think you should bear with it. You still have to seek the Finance Department's approval for office decor expenses. It will take some time for the funds to be approved. Moreover, it's unknown if the Finance Department will approve it. Everything here was bought by Director Cheng. If you want to change it, you have to get Director Cheng's approval. Don't think too highly of yourself."

Xing Shu emptied the cup of coffee over Hu Jie's head. The coffee slid down her hair. Hu Jie looked at Xing Shu in disbelief. "Are you crazy?"

Crisis Over