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 corridor of the Junhua Lanbo Hotel, He Ximeng's cold gaze landed on Xu Fang.


Watching him frostily, he merely called out to him and said nothing more.


That day, He Ximeng was wearing a dark blue shirt that, under the corridor lights, appeared blackish-blue and indistinct.


The man held his cellphone, hanging by his side, fixedly staring at Xu Fang.


The man who, just a second ago, was in a private room making merry with everyone had now become the King of Hell, and just by looking at him, Xu Fang felt this man had come for his life.


After a long while, He Ximeng coolly parted his thin lips and asked, "Do you know Fu Jing?"


Upon hearing this, He Ximeng gave a slight smile, and then, his gaze brushed past the private room and slowly settled on him as he coldly spoke, "Since when did the He Family's grandson become someone your kind can trample over?"


Chapter 87: Which Fiancé?