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 sun blazed high in the sky, and July was ablaze.


At noon, the sun streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows and spilled onto the carpet.


Jiang Muwan leaned back in the executive chair, her pen tapping leisurely on the desktop. The corners of her lips were slightly raised, revealing a shallow smile of victory.


Fu Jing's arrival interrupted the strategies swirling in her mind. She reached out, placing the pen on the desk, and as she stood up, heard Fu Jing say, "The textile issue has spilled over. The reporters have surrounded the company entrance since morning. Prepare yourself mentally."


Jiang Muwan straightened her clothes, the smile on her lips deepening, "I fear he might not give me a hard time."


Fu Jing said nothing, just shrugged her shoulders and watched as Jiang Muwan headed toward the far end of the corridor.


Some people are born for the battlefield.


Chapter 63: Just Afraid of No Trouble