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

4:30 PM, Jiang River Tea House, Tang Chi had been waiting here since 12 o'clock and hadn't seen Jiang Muwan until 4:30 in the afternoon.


He who seeks help from others must be subject to them, and he knew this well.


So, Jiang Muwan's lateness today wasn't just being late—it was another slap in his face, grinding Yatang into the ground.


At 4:45, a car slowly stopped in front of the tea house.


"Waiting from twelve to now, Tang Chi must be extremely agitated," Fu Jing said as she glanced at the entrance of the tea house.


Muwan looked over and let out a cold sneer, "Anyone who fancies shaking others' interests must pay a price."


"Find a way to tell Yang Shan Hua Ya's address; before she leaves the Capital, she needs to be taught a lesson."


"Understood," Fu Jing's tone lightened a few notes upon hearing Jiang Muwan's words.


She was only too happy to witness a dog-eat-dog situation,


Chapter 291: Having You as My Wife, This Life Is Not Wasted