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

A touch of sorrow mentioned isn't an overstatement.


In that moment, she connected with Song Sishen's phone, and perhaps because he was just getting off set, the noisy clamor resonated, causing Fu Jing's already agitated emotions to surge even higher.


"Song Sishen," she roared, fuming with anger.


"In a moment," he struggled to squeeze onto the nanny van amidst the screams of fans.


In early November 2008, Fu Jing finally understood the meaning of "it's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice." Even with millions of talents at her disposal, without the support of social connections, they were all rendered useless.


A Song Sishen alone was far from enough.


In the Capital, the sound of wind and rain converging was all too common; a careless word could bring about fatal disaster.


Especially with a household like the Song Family, one had to be extremely careful and cautious.


Chapter 121: Mass Release (1)_5