Mrs. Fu, please be mindful of the appropriate boundaries.

"Do I still smell good to you?" Xu Qingcheng sneered coldly. "It's easy to ruin my reputation. Just expose what happened that day, and everyone will know that I, Xu Qingcheng, am shameless and had an affair with Miss Ye's fiancé. Oh, right, not yet fiancé, since we're not officially engaged."

Xu Qingcheng's cold words struck Ye Wenhan's heart directly; Ye Wenhan was still too inexperienced to argue with her.

Although the Ye family could drive her to despair and make her want to cry, it didn't mean that Xu Qingcheng would be subservient to Ye Wenhan.

Sorry, but she's the kind of person who puts on a brave face even when she's not feeling well. No matter how uncomfortable she is, she has to stand tall in front of others.

Ye Wenhan was so angry that she was trembling all over. She rushed up and shoved Xu Qingcheng.

Just as she was about to go down the steps, she was suddenly pushed and almost fell down the steps.

She looked back at the long staircase and broke out in a cold sweat. She slapped Ye Wenhan across the face.

Unfortunately, I didn't hear the sound of a slap when I swung my hand out.

My wrist was grabbed.

"Miss Xu's temper is as fiery as ever," the man said casually.

He was dressed in a suit and tie, his hair was neatly combed, and he wore glasses to appear refined.

That's a real hypocrite.

It's disgusting and repulsive.

Xu Qingcheng's face turned cold. She tried to pull her hand away, but the man held on tightly.

She suddenly looked up. "Zhuang Wei, I have a bad temper. You'd better let go now."

"What's wrong with it? I was just stopping you from hitting someone." He smiled, his fingers idly caressing Xu Qingcheng's wrist.

The skin is smooth and feels wonderful to the touch.

Zhuang Wei sighed, feeling he really wanted to spend some quality time together.

Xu Qingcheng's face was icy cold, but he released her hand just as she was about to explode. "Recently, someone has provided a lot of companies' tax information, which may all be illegal. If you have time, we can talk about it. We're old classmates, and we can catch up."

His words instinctively alerted Xu Qingcheng. (Regarding taxes?)

She couldn't say there were no problems at all. Shengshi had always been very disciplined, but in the last two years, it had been short of funds, and under her supervision, there were also cases of legitimate tax avoidance.

If we really want to nitpick, we can find fault with any company, let alone Shengshi in its current situation.

However, Xu Qingcheng was still unable to discern how much truth was in his words.

"I have no past to reminisce with you," Xu Qingcheng said, and strode away.

"Brother Zhuang Wei, why did you tell her so much?" Ye Wenhan muttered, not very happy.

Zhuang Wei looked at her and said, "How many times did you win when you fought with Xu Qingcheng? Your older brother is right, you've only grown older but not smarter."

Ye Wenhan gritted her teeth, resentfully saying, "I'm really going crazy because of her. She used to act all delicate and weak when she was with my brother, but now she's completely changed and is having a wild time with men."

"Crazy? How crazy?" Zhuang Wei raised an eyebrow, seemingly very interested.

He was temporarily transferred to Beijing for a year and had just been transferred back to the tax department in Ancheng, so he really didn't know much about what was happening in Ancheng.

"She sleeps with anyone to attract investment or solve Shengshi's problems. She doesn't care if the other person is married or how old they are, she's really not picky at all. Many wealthy wives hate her to death, and they say really nasty things about her behind her back." Ye Wenhan secretly watched Zhuang Wei's face, "I also heard that she's sleeping with several people at the same time."

Zhuang Wei narrowed his eyes, chuckled, and his eyes clearly showed a hint of covetousness.

"She used to be your school beauty, your goddess. Who would have thought she'd end up like this? Remember how much my second brother doted on her and protected her? Now look how much he's wasted his time." Ye Wenhan pouted, then suddenly said, "Zhuang Wei, did you also pursue Xu Qingcheng?"

Zhuang Wei clicked his tongue. "Your second brother hasn't really lost out. He's enjoyed the company of beautiful women for so many years, he's had his share of good fortune. Even now, he's never short of beautiful women around him, is he?"

"Alright, you should leave now. There's no need to confront Xu Qingcheng directly. Your brother's methods are enough to make her suffer." After Zhuang Wei finished speaking, he took a step downstairs and saw Xu Qingcheng driving away.

The car window was lowered halfway, revealing her beautifully profiled face, a sight that captivated the eye and is etched into memory.

Zhuang Wei is a classmate of Xu Qingcheng, and also knows Ye Tinghong; they are even related.

Even so, it didn't stop him from still harboring the delusion of getting intimate with her and sharing a passionate encounter.

He hummed, lightly brushing a strand of hair from his forehead where a faint scar remained. He recalled a trip during his student days when he had hugged a large piece of hair, the feel of which he still remembered vividly.

Zhuang Wei pushed up his glasses and walked towards the car with a smile.

……

"There's news that the tax system is going to conduct a tax audit on Shengshi because someone reported that Shengshi is suspected of tax evasion," Duan Heng reported the new information to Fu Jingting.

The man tapped his pen lightly on the open notebook on the table. "Is the news accurate?"

"That's true. It just so happens that the tax system is being upgraded and a new round of audits has begun. The higher-ups want to find a typical case to push the work progress forward." Duan Heng placed the relevant documents in front of Fu Jingting. "The person in charge is Zhuang Wei. He was just transferred back and is the next candidate for promotion. His family has done a lot of work. The Zhuang family and the Ye family are distant relatives. Ye Chengnian even had dinner with him when he came back."

Fu Jingting glanced at the document and understood without looking closely that Ye Chengnian was planning to start from here and give Xu Qingcheng a hard time.

"Give me a compiled file on Zhuang Wei," the man ordered.

Duan Heng presented another document to Fu Jingting, saying, "It's all ready."

The man looked up at him and said, "You've finished tidying it up, why don't you hurry up and give it to me?"

Duan Heng coughed lightly, "I have some entanglements with Miss Qingcheng."

Fu Jingting flipped through the pages and picked out a few pages. They contained printed photos, black and white, and were no more than five or six years old.

Her ponytail was askew. She was wearing an off-the-shoulder T-shirt and hot pants, revealing a glimpse of her waist. The image wasn't very clear, but if you looked closely, you could see her T-shirt was pulled askew, revealing a hint of her curves. One button on her hot pants was undone, revealing the lace trim of her underwear.

She gripped a beer bottle tightly in her hand, glaring angrily at Zhuang Wei in front of her, her fury bursting through the pages.

The document stated that Zhuang Wei had a head injury that required three stitches.

"The Zhuang family doesn't care about the details, they only care about the result. In the end, Ye Tinghong managed to smooth things over. It was a way of keeping the peace," Duan Heng said, recounting the information he had found.

It's a bit disheartening. Who says that being pretty is all that matters? It attracts bees and butterflies. Actually, the flower itself isn't at fault; it's just that there are too many bees and butterflies.

"To settle things peacefully?" Fu Jingting scoffed.

Duan Heng looked up at him.

The man lightly touched the corner of his lips with the tip of his tongue, his eyes flashing with a bloodthirsty glint. "Give him another whack on the head. If he's not satisfied, hit him again until he submits."

Duan Heng, "..." Brother, you're already this old, but I feel like you've gone back to being seventeen.

The unruly, wicked, and wild Fu Jingting, with his shoulder-length hair and a smirk when he turned around, captivated countless young girls.