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 the private room decorated in traditional Chinese style, a stick of sandalwood incense was inserted obliquely into the incense burner, its faint wisps of smoke slowly drifting upwards. Across from him sat the elder Jiang clad in a Zhongshan suit, his warm, benevolent gaze resting on Gu Jiangnian, quietly watching as he put tea leaves into the pot, started the infusion, and then, lifting the pot with a slight bow, poured him a cup.


"Your method of making tea is exactly like your mother's," the elder spoke warmly, his voice carrying the distinctive tone of an elder looking at a younger generation.


"It's something I've picked up along the way," Gu Jiangnian replied as he placed the teapot on the table and then leaned back in his chair, looking at the elder. His words carried a hint of respect.


But this respect did not extend any further, staying right at the midpoint between mere politeness and civility, without advancing even slightly.


Chapter 26: Indeed a Hassle to Get Along With