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

The night was as dark as ink, spilling down.


And on such a night, someone was destined to suffer from insomnia.


Inside the Gu Mansion, it had been quite some time since Lan Ying, accompanied by the servants, had finished tidying up the study.


Only after Xu Fang asked for permission did he dare to leave.


As he was about to step out, he saw Robby standing under the window of the study, looking up at something.


Approaching, he heard Robby mutter, "What kind of person is Vice President Jiang, really?"


Xu Fang reached into his pocket for a cigarette, shelters from the wind to light it, took a shallow drag to refresh his spirits, then said, "A person who grew wings."


What else can a woman who dares jump down from four or five meters high be?


Robby clicked his tongue, looked at Xu Fang, and that glance was laden with myriad emotions.


Such a ruthless character, would you bring her home to worship as a great high ancestor?


Chapter 62: The Character with Wings