Mr. Xiao, can I borrow your wedding invitation?

Chapter 6 Fine, then go die.
When Jiang Xue saw Nan Wu, she acted like a cat seeing a mouse and quickly removed her hand from Nan Dongxue's arm.

Actually, it wasn't a big deal, but Nan Wu's gaze was so intense, it felt like she was about to disembowel someone. That kind of bloodline suppression made her afraid.

Nan Wu scoffed and leisurely walked to the dining table. After just one glance, the young lady was unhappy.

"Wang Ma, replace all the dishes on this table!"

Jiang Rourou was the first to jump out, "Why? That's what my mom likes to eat."

"What's it to me! It's an eyesore to me!" Nan Wu tossed her hair and answered matter-of-factly.

"Dad! Look at this, my sister is so selfish, how could she do this?" Jiang Rourou ran to Nan Dongxue to complain.

Jiang Xueming tried to smooth things over, saying, "It's my fault, it's my fault. I didn't consider Xiaowu's taste. Xuedong, it's alright. Xiaowu isn't feeling well, so we, as her elders, should be more understanding!"

"Mom, you're just too kind, that's why people keep taking advantage of you. My sister doesn't respect us at all, so why should we respect her?" Jiang Rourou said, defending her mother.

She turned and glared at Nan Wu, asking pitifully, "Sister, if you have any grievances, you can vent them on me. Don't attack my mother. She always protects you and speaks up for you. How can you have no conscience at all?"

Upon hearing this, Nan Wu tossed aside the straw in her mouth, threw her juice cup on the table, and stared at her with a smile, her eyes like a poppy blooming in the dark night, laced with poison. "Are you a pencil case? You're such a show-off!"

"How dare you! How can a young lady of noble birth speak like this? Xiao Wu, you weren't like this before. What's wrong with you lately? Don't you have any manners? You're acting like a female bandit!" Nan Dongxue hissed.

Nan Wu ignored him and walked towards Jiang Rourou step by step with her arms crossed.

What else could it be? She's a fake!
Jiang Rourou was so frightened that she unconsciously backed away. "What, what do you want to do?"

"You want to stand up for your mother? Fine, then go die, and I promise I'll never bother you two again!"

"Nan Wu, you, you're going too far!" Jiang Rourou was so angry that she almost bit her lip until it bled.

"You bastard, shut up!" Nan Dongxue roared in fury.

Nan Wu shrugged. "Just kidding, she's not really going to die!"

He turned back and glanced at Jiang Rourou with a smile, "Right, little sister?"

After saying that, he pushed her aside and went straight upstairs.

Jiang Rourou's clenched fist gradually tightened...

"Wang Ma, this table of food was just cooked and it's perfectly fine. Why are you throwing it all away? It's such a waste!" a newly arrived maid asked, puzzled.

Aunt Wang looked around to make sure no one was watching before lowering her voice, "You don't know, do you? Several of these dishes have crushed peanuts in them, but the young lady is allergic to peanuts!"

The maid stared in astonishment, her eyes wide.

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Nan Wu is the head of the public relations department of the Nan Group and also the future eldest grandson's wife of the Xiao family. Nan Dongxue is making the most of his resources, and now he has sent her to negotiate projects.

Anyone who can get close to the Xiao family will see their status in the industry rise by more than one level. Of course, the Xiao family is just as difficult to deal with as a monk trying to solve a puzzle.

He even threatened to demote her if negotiations failed. It sounded like he was doing it for the company, but only Nan Wu knew it was revenge for his two precious children.

What should I do if I need to confront Xiao Shen face-to-face? I need help urgently!

Just as she expected, she ran into Xiao Jiayang as soon as she entered the Xiao family compound.

"Xiao Wu, why didn't you tell me you were coming? I could have taken you to find your fourth uncle myself. But I can't now, I have an important mission to do later!"

He glanced left and right, and seeing that no one was around, he reached out to touch Nan Wu's waist.

When they got engaged a year ago, he really didn't like Nan Wu. Although she was pretty and gentle, she was dull and boring, like a corpse, with no personality at all. What was the difference between being with a woman like that and being a monk?
Compared to that, he preferred Jiang Rourou, who was passionate and uninhibited in bed.

But recently, he discovered that Nan Wu was very different from before. She had become fiery and charming, unrestrained and beautiful, which suddenly aroused his interest. He tried to touch her several times, but she wouldn't let him touch her.

The more she wouldn't let him touch her, the more aroused he became. Although he knew it was lewd, it was very exciting.

Nan Wu blocked it.

Xiao Jiayang's face darkened. "What, you're not happy about it?"

"This is the company," Nan Wu said, feigning nervousness.

"That's my family's company, what's there to be afraid of? If that doesn't work, let's go to my office, there's a bed there!"

Nan Wu gently pushed him against the wall, her hazy blue nail polish lightly tapping his chest, her voice coquettish, "Oh! What's the rush? I'll be yours sooner or later. I really have important business to attend to today, and I can't afford to be late!"

Her fox-like eyes sparkled, and her red lips parted and closed; in just a few moments, she had almost stolen Xiao Jiayang's soul.

He was itching to get started, and after clearing his throat, he said, "Fine, you said it!"

Then we'll see how he kills her!
After seeing that bastard off, Nan Wu's expression changed instantly.

Pah! Trying to take advantage of me!

The beautiful secretary led her to the conference room. "Miss Nan, Mr. Xiao is inside. Please come in!"

Hearing the door close behind her, Nanwu's legs tightened for some reason.

Looking around, the man sat in the center, his white shirt with the collar wide open and the cuffs rolled up twice, revealing a section of his strong wrist.

The deep blue dial reflects light like crushed diamonds, exuding elegance and sophistication.

Montblanc's latest model, Lao Liu really has good taste.

Xiao Shen looked away from the surveillance screen in front of him and closed his laptop.

"What are you doing standing so far away? Do you think I'm going to eat you? Come closer!" The man leaned back with his coffee cup in hand and tapped the table.

(End of this chapter)