You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

The crisp sound echoed through the back garden of Genting Manor.

It startled several birds in the bushes.

Aisha's hands, like two iron locks, were hanging on Chen Yuan's strong forearms.

The rich, exotic rose fragrance emanating from her body hit Chen Yuan's nostrils.

Chen Yuan's brow bone suddenly twitched downwards.

A distinct chill rose in his eyes.

He has never liked having such unbounded physical contact with strangers.

Flip your wrist while holding the spatula.

My forearm muscles tensed instantly, ready to use a clever move to shake off the clingy koala.

"presumptuous!"

Upon seeing this, the captain of Aisha's bodyguards immediately roared in Arabic.

Seven or eight burly Middle Eastern bodyguards wearing sunglasses took a big step forward in unison.

The leather shoes made a dull rustling sound as they stepped on the neatly trimmed lawn.

The bodyguard captain roughly pulled open the black metal combination lock suitcase he was carrying.

pat.

The lid popped open.

Under the scorching midday sun.

A whole box full of gold bars was neatly stacked on a black sponge mat.

Its golden color was so dazzling that even Uncle Fu next to me couldn't open his eyes.

The domineering aura of nouveau riche swept over the area with the unveiling of the gold bricks.

"This is the deposit!"

Aisha held her chin up, a drop of sweet and sour sauce still clinging to the tip of her chin.

She pointed to the box of gold bricks, patting her chest with an air of wealth and power.

"If you come back to Dubai with me and work as a private chef, I'll give you ten times the pay every month!"

"Don't you Chinese have a saying, 'People will die for money'? This gold is enough to buy you a lifetime's worth!"

She naively believed that no one could refuse such a windfall when faced with absolute wealth.

however.

Chen Yuan didn't even lift his eyelids to look at that pile of broken gold bricks.

His deep black eyes remained calm and still.

He had just tightened the grip on his wrist, preparing to forcefully pull away.

A loud "bang" suddenly came from the direction of the open-air balcony on the second floor.

A soundproof glass door was violently slammed open from the inside.

The glass vibrated violently inside the door frame.

Immediately afterwards, a series of hurried and chaotic footsteps tumbled down the indoor staircase.

Thud, thud, thud!

The sound of slippers hitting the solid wood floor conveyed a sense of desperate anxiety and anger.

Shen Wanzhou had just woken up from her afternoon nap.

She was originally wrapped in that familiar peach-colored pajama, lying on the leather sofa in a daze.

Hearing the noise downstairs, I went to the balcony and only glanced at it.

My soul almost flew away.

A foreign woman dressed in flamboyant clothes, with a large stone hanging around her neck.

She was clinging tightly to her man's arm and wouldn't let go!

They want to use gold bars to buy people back to Dubai?!

The pent-up frustration in my chest erupted like a volcano.

It made her eyes red.

What social anxiety? What fear of strangers?

The moment their territory was invaded, all of that protective anger was burned away completely.

Shen Wanzhou rushed out of the lobby on the first floor.

She hadn't even had time to change her shoes; she was still wearing those fluffy rabbit slippers.

The pajamas hung loosely around her waist.

With disheveled hair, she rushed into the sunlight in the back garden.

She was like a small cannonball, plunging directly between Chen Yuan and Aisha.

With her fair and delicate hands, she reached out and unceremoniously pried Aisha's arms apart.

Because of the excessive force, the fingernail even scratched a white mark on Aisha's expensive silk sleeve.

"What are you doing!"

Aisha was pushed back two steps.

He nearly stepped on the gold brick box behind him and glared angrily at the woman who had suddenly appeared.

Shen Wanzhou did not answer her.

She turned around, grabbed Chen Yuan's sleeve, and shielded him behind her.

His slender shoulders were held ramrod straight.

Like a lioness with her body covered in thorns, she fiercely protects her most precious treasure under her belly.

She had run so fast that her chest was heaving violently.

His breathing was rapid, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Those once timid peach blossom eyes were now burning with two blazing flames.

He stared intently at the Middle Eastern princess opposite him.

"And who are you? What right do you have to push me!"

Aisha rubbed her arm, which was sore from being grabbed, and protested loudly in broken Chinese.

"I'm a princess of the Dubai royal family! I paid for it, I'm taking this chef!"

"Shut up!"

A clear and sharp roar suddenly burst from Shen Wanzhou's throat.

That roar wasn't even in Chinese.

Instead, he spoke fluent Arabic so standard that even the bodyguard captain was stunned.

His voice carried an undeniable air of authority and the coldness of someone in a superior position.

As the heir to the Shen family conglomerate, being fluent in multiple languages ​​is an instinct she was forced to develop from a young age.

"This is Jianghai City, China, at Cloud Top Manor!"

Shen Wanzhou did not back down and pointed to the box of gold bricks.

Arabic words came out of her mouth like a machine gun, each word ringing out.

"You dare to come to my territory and steal people with just this box of junk?"

She reached into the large pocket of her pajamas.

He took out the checkbook that he always carried with him, which contained the highest level of authority of the Shen family conglomerate.

His fingers flew across the keyboard, without even glancing at the amount column.

With a few quick strokes of the pen, a minimum amount of astronomical sum was signed.

Stab it!

She tore the check off in one swift motion.

With a whoosh, it struck Aisha's face, which was frozen in shock.

A thin piece of paper brushed against the little princess's cheek and drifted into the black box filled with gold bricks.

"Open your eyes wide and look carefully at the zeros above!"

Shen Wanzhou's chest heaved violently, and the corners of her eyes flushed a vivid crimson with anger and possessiveness.

"This money is enough to buy all the oil fields in Dubai that you own!"

She gritted her teeth, guarding her territory like a young wolf protecting its prey.

Chen Yuan stood behind her.

Watching this girl who, for her own sake, even forgot her social anxiety and went on a crazy online battle with people in a foreign language.

A deep, unfathomable tenderness gradually melted into his cold, stern eyes.

He did not interrupt.

He let her act like a domineering CEO, spreading her arms to protect him, her "weak" butler.

This feeling of being wholeheartedly favored and protected with all one's might.

Surprisingly, it made me feel comfortable to the core.

Chen Yuan casually put his hands in his apron pockets.

He quietly played the role of a "gold digger" who was kept by a rich woman.

Aisha was a little stunned by the check.

She glanced down at the numbers on the paper and gasped.

His bright blue eyes were wide open.

This is the first time in her life that someone has used such a simple and brutal method to humiliate her financially.

"Who...who are you?!"

The little princess stammered her reply in Arabic, instantly losing half her confidence.

Shen Wanzhou pulled Chen Yuan behind her and roared fiercely at the little princess in a foreign language, "Don't even think about trying to bribe him! This man's lifeline is already taken care of by me, Shen Wanzhou!"