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

On the second floor study, after Fu Jing and Shao Cong left, Muwan rose to her feet and leaned against the sofa, half-sitting on the armrest, her gaze falling on the lush green lawn outside the window. The summer sunlight filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a warm glow on the top of her feet.


Perhaps it was a bit too hot; she drew her toes back a little.


Fu Jing's words had not fallen on deaf ears. If Hengxin's stock plummeted tomorrow, she would have reason to suspect that Gu Jiangnian's connection with the Singaporean tycoon was more than trivial. If there really was a connection, what then?


Muwan knew that the words she had just spoken to Fu Jing were in defense of Gu Jiangnian and were a way for her to find a suitable place for the small amount of sincerity she had given.


To admit such a thing would be to acknowledge that she had wasted her genuine feelings on someone unworthy.


And even if it was true, she was unwilling to admit it.


Chapter 274: Does Your Mother Know?