Oh no! His rural wife is sweeter than a peach!

In a luxury suite at a five-star hotel.

On the sofa, Li Wan swirled the wine glass in her hand, then tilted her swan-like neck back and took a sip of the foreign liquor.

Ying Yuchuan hasn't replied to her message yet.

Is he still busy and hasn't seen it?

It should be.

How could a high-ranking CEO not be busy?

She smiled lazily, then tossed the ends of her fluffy, curly hair before picking up her phone and typing a message.

【Yuchuan, I'll be waiting for you no matter how late it is】

send.

Every previous message had a successful delivery confirmation message, but this time, Li Wan saw the words "delivery failed."

What's going on?

She dialed the number directly, puzzled.

She had to pull strings with several people to get this phone number; it was Ying Yuchuan's personal phone number...

The call was abruptly interrupted without any response from the other end.

Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly; this discovery made her realize that Ying Yuchuan had blocked her number.

"Li Wan, it's all over, it's really all over now."

Mr. Fang rushed in from outside.

"Several of my investment projects in Nancheng have been inexplicably suspended. There's also a factory that's currently rushing to deliver a batch of goods. If we can't deliver on time, we'll have to pay three times the penalty for breach of contract. But the problem is that they've stopped supplying us with one of the raw materials..."

Mr. Fang owns a small pharmaceutical factory in Nancheng, but now the supplier is not providing him with the raw materials for one of his medicines, so he has no way to ship the goods.

"And then there's the matter in Beicheng, where someone suddenly reported my company for illegally selling rare materials that are prohibited from export..."

Mr. Fang was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

"If this gets found out, I'm really finished."

"Li Wan, quickly ask your dad to help me! Something can't happen in Beicheng!"

The only thing Fang's father could ask for now was his sister's daughter, his niece.

He still had the red mark left on his face from when he was splashed with hot tea that day; on his chubby face, the red mark was as obvious as a pork stamp.

Upon hearing this, Li Wan was somewhat incredulous. "How could someone report you for nothing?"

"I don't know."

Mr. Fang kept turning left and right in place, too anxious to stop.

"I'm going back tomorrow. Li Wan, you need to find some connections to help me quickly. I can't be finished."

The wealth and status he had painstakingly built up with the help of his sister couldn't just collapse like this.

He also needs to find a way to get his only son out.

But Ying Yuchuan was completely unyielding and wouldn't give him any face at all.

I'm so annoying.

Li Wan roughly guessed who was behind all these things that happened to her uncle.

It is Ying Yuchuan.

Ugh.

It seems she really hurt him deeply back then.

He didn't seem to listen to her explanation.

"What's the rush, Uncle?"

Li Wan comforted him, "I'll just call my dad later and explain. With his connections in Beicheng, how could he not help you? Besides, once I've settled things with Ying Yuchuan, no problem will be a problem."

She refused to believe that with her current figure, looks, and charm, she wouldn't be able to captivate a man like Ying Yuchuan.

She was the famous second daughter of the Li family in the capital, a stunning beauty who could topple kingdoms, and countless wealthy young men fell at her feet.

"That's more like it."

With her assurance, Mr. Fang felt a little more at ease. He urged her again, "You need to get Ying Yuchuan sorted out quickly. Your cousin can't wait."

Li Wan glanced at him, her tone slightly lazy, "A man like Ying Yuchuan who is slow to warm up can't be rushed. You have to seduce him slowly, until you're the only one in his heart and eyes."

She was well aware of this.

She had used this trick before, and Ying Yuchuan had fallen for it.

Her red lips curved into a smile.

So what if they block me? Anyway, they can meet again tomorrow.

……

After leaving the hotel, Mr. Fang drove straight to his factory in the suburban industrial zone, as he urgently needed to solve the raw material problem.

He doesn't have that much money to compensate them.

On a rainy night, the road was slippery, and he accidentally rear-ended another car.

His Bentley.

He was heartbroken and got out of the car to cause trouble for the person in the car in front of him.

He was yelling, smashing car windows, and demanding compensation, just as arrogant and conceited as his good-for-nothing son.

Until a burly, tattooed man got out of the driver's seat.

Then several thug-like men surrounded them.

They looked fierce and menacing, making Mr. Fang want to run away.

But it was too late.

They brutally dragged Fang's father to a secluded corner where no one could see him and where the surveillance cameras couldn't reach, and subjected him to inhumane treatment.

The stench of blood mingled with screams filled the damp air...