Li Buyan

Black-bellied, sharp-tongued business tyrant vs. adorably cunning, deceptively soft beauty
【Let the evil meet their fate, and if fate doesn't take its course, I'll do it for you】
It was rumored in C City that the merchant Gu Jiangnian was a master of strategy and profit, where every move was made for gain.
But everyone at Junhua knew, Director Gu sought not only profit but also people.
To what extent?
Want money, send money; want someone, send someone; you fight, I guard the door; you brawl, I support you.
Before marriage, she was the least favored miss of the Jiang family, battling alone against her cruel stepmother and adulterous father, with her daily work: brawl! Brawl! And brawl some more!
After marriage, she was the beloved little ancestor of the Gu Mansion, pampered and protected in the palm of the master's hand, too precious to let others bully, with her daily work: cling to powerful coattails! Cling! And cling some more!
【Post-marriage daily life one】
One day, Mrs. Gu was ill and had lost her appetite. Mr. Gu canceled his appointments to return home, sat in front of her, and coldly stared, his words icy: “Didn’t you say I was a feast for the eyes? Eat!”
【Post-marriage daily life two】
Mrs. Gu found herself in a tight spot, attacked by the public, when a reporter relentlessly pursued Gu Jiangnian asking, “As Junhua’s director and C City’s wealthiest Mr. Gu, what is your opinion on Mrs. Gu's attempt to run over her own biological father?”
The man paused abruptly, his face cold as he slowly and deliberately said, “She's spoiled by me. What’s it to you?”
Without waiting for the reporter to answer, he arrogantly continued, “Even if you have an opinion, keep it to yourself. My woman, Gu Jiangnian’s woman, is not subject to your criticism.”

The Ceo‘s Caged Melody

In early 1990, C City had just experienced a heavy snowfall that blanketed the beauty of Mengxi Garden under a snowy landscape.


That evening, she, carried away by playfulness, rushed into the snow.


She was caught and beaten by the old lady of the Jiang Family, who seemed almost relenting, as if she wished to beat her to death.


Luckily, Song Rong arrived in time to save her life.


In those few memories, the thing Jiang Muwan remembered most clearly was the old lady's regular insults and beatings every few days.


There were also her mother's, Song Rong's, cries as she held her.


It was in this same house, in this very living room.


Even though the furniture had been replaced long ago, those unhappy years surged forth like a spring.


Even though the years had passed and people were buried in the earth, Jiang Muwan still harbored hatred for many.


Chapter 17: What's Wrong with Being a Woman?