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

Even in C City, it had a certain reputation.


If Phoenix Platform was an area exclusively for nightclubs, then this place was one exclusively for private dining restaurants.


Opposite Lan River Road No. 2 were the uniform buildings of state-owned enterprises.


Those grey-white buildings might not catch the eye in this financial metropolis, and their not-so-shabby walls might only look the way they do after numerous coats of paint.


No matter how it changed, it couldn't alter the fact that she used to frequent this place in those years.


Now, she could only gaze at it from afar.


Old friends are no longer at the old place, and one more glance only adds to the heartache.


That day, slightly tipsy from drinking, she swayed forward, her steps unsteady, but her mind remained clear. The slightly warm breeze at the end of May, instead of being reviving, only made her feel even more drowsy the more it blew.


Lan River Road No. 2 was neither long nor short.


Chapter 42: Mistress, is it possible?