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

Song Rong sat on the sofa, stretching out her hand to pull out the papers from the document bag.


What came into view was a certificate of the registration time of Gu Jiangnian and Jiang Muwan, as well as a photo of the two of them in white shirts against a red background, dressed for marriage.


In the photo, the man was handsome, and the woman was spirited.


The registration photo of the two looked just like those elite businesspeople in commercial blockbuster films.


Song Rong stared at the thin sheet of A4 paper in her hand, her gaze seeming as if she wished she could pierce through it.


The fingertips that pinched the paper pressed down hard, turning white without the need for a closer look.


Now it was September 2009, almost a year had passed.


Jiang Muwan had kept her marriage a secret from her family for nearly a year.


In her eyes, the Song family had become outsiders.


Chapter 318: Not Long to Live