Spoiled Sparrow

Putting aside matters of the heart, Fu Chen is doing quite well in his work.

Of course, Ruan Qing couldn't get rid of it.

The man, who had been furious, was now kneeling on the ground, helping Ruan Qing put on her shoes after he had eaten and drunk his fill.

The impeccably tailored suit, ironically, made him seem so dignified that it stirred up malicious thoughts in him, prompting me to glance at it a few more times.

"Why is my brother so handsome?"

"It's so ugly."

Ruan Qing looked away. The two people in the mirror looked like a perfect match at first glance, but their hearts were never truly connected.

After putting on his shoes, Fu Chen stood up, put on his gold-rimmed glasses, and picked up a document.

I suddenly remembered the graduation trip that Ruan Qing mentioned two months ago.

Have you decided where to go for your graduation trip?

He always does this: slap you, then give you a treat.

Ruan Qing felt uncomfortable. Why did she feel loved every time he showed her even a little bit of his affection?

Thinking of this, she kicked off the shoes that Fu Chen had put on for her, put them back on herself, and got up to fix her hair.

One second she was nestled in his arms, acting all sweet and affectionate, and the next she was turning on him and refusing to acknowledge him.

Women can change their minds faster than turning the pages of a book.

He didn't know what other women were like, but the little vixen in his own home was always throwing tantrums and practically defecating on his head.

For a moment, it was impossible to tell who the real benefactor was.

She said she wanted to travel together, and he agreed.

Isn't it enough for him to give up business opportunities worth hundreds of millions to travel with her?

Ruan Qing fixed her hair and went out, then turned back to glare at him: "No need."

She walked out, opened the office door, and slammed it shut.

Secretary Chen, standing to the side, felt an invisible surge of anger.

He placed the company's new project, "The Queen's New Clothes," on Fu Chen's desk and gave a report on the project's progress.

Fu Chen replied with a completely unrelated sentence: "Make sure you have about five days free next month. Book your flight and hotel in D country, and book hers too."

Country D?

The Xihua project should take less than five days.

"Mr. Fu, the timeframe for our cooperation with Xihua is after New Year's Day."

"I know, I took your sister-in-law on a trip, she always talks about her graduation trip."

Chen Yan asked in confusion, "A graduation trip?"

"What's wrong?"

Fu Chen's eyes seemed to be saying, "You have a problem with that?"

"Didn't Miss Ruan's graduation trip end last month?"

If he remembered correctly, he had seen Ms. Ruan's WeChat Moments post on the app, which featured the words "Happy Graduation" in large characters.

"By the way, she went with Miss Lin during the few days you were away on your business trip."

The more Chen Yan spoke, the uglier Fu Chen's expression became, so he quickly added a comment to try and salvage the situation.

"Mr. Fu, you don't check your WeChat Moments often, so it's normal that you didn't see it."

It's not just that he didn't see it; Fu Chen opened Ruan Qing's Moments and was greeted by a horizontal line.

He raised his phone as if to smash it.

A knock on the door interrupted him, and Chen Yan quickly changed the subject: "Young Master Jiang and Miss Jiang are waiting outside."

Fu Chen took a deep breath and sat down. "Let them in."

Besides the two Jiang siblings, Feng Xiao also came in.

First, he saw Ruan Qing storm out of the door, then he saw Fu Chen's face, which clearly showed he was unapproachable. Jiang Chenglang teased, "President Fu, women need to be coaxed more."

Should I comfort her?

Oh.

Seeing that Fu Chen didn't respond, Jiang Chenglang didn't say anything more.

"President Fu, this is President Feng of the Feng Group, Feng Xiao."

"GP's chief designer, who returned from Germany, will be invited to be the mystery mentor for 'The Queen's New Clothes.' Of course, he is also the investor I mentioned earlier."

Fu Chen leaned back in his chair, his face extremely grim.

Jiang Chenglang took off his sunglasses and gave him a wink.

What's going on? Although Fu Chen is aloof, he has always adhered to the principle of "harmony brings wealth" when dealing with his partners.

Did we eat explosives today?

Jiang Chenglang then looked at Feng Xiao. Neither of them moved, and the air was thick with the smell of gunpowder.

Jiang Wenli couldn't stand the petty scheming among these men, so she went straight to explaining the recording schedule and the proposed guests for the show...

"The ultimate goal is to push RANCY into the channels of national brands and expand the market for women aged 20-40."

"That's all. Does Mr. Fu have any objections?"

"If you have no objections, I'm leaving."

Jiang Wenli didn't tolerate anyone, turned around and left, leaving the three men looking at each other in bewilderment.

Jiang Chenglang broke the tense atmosphere first: "Gentlemen, how about a drink? It's on me."

CANAS Bar.

After several rounds of drinks, Gu Zhou, thoroughly enjoying himself, clinked glasses with Feng Xiao for the nth time: "It's been so many years! You've grown so handsome, just as good-looking as Brother Chen. You're pretty good, kid."

Wei Zheyun put his arm around a scantily clad girl beside him and pushed her toward Feng Xiao.

"Foreign girls are way more attractive than these indistinguishable domestic girls, so why did you come back...?"

Feng Xiao dodged to the side, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes, but he quickly smiled and said, "Brother Wei, let's not talk about that. I have a fiancée."

"Really? I've never heard of that. Which noble family's daughter is worthy of Young Master Feng?"

Feng Xiao glanced at Fu Chen, "Keep it a secret for now."

Gu Zhou clinked glasses: "You wouldn't be keeping a mistress like President Fu, would you?"

"No, I can give her a formal title."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Fu Chen, feeling slightly embarrassed. No one spoke, but they all understood what was going on.

Mr. Fu's woman won't give him a formal title.

Feng Xiao raised his glass: "Uncle Fu, this is a toast to you."

"My father asked me to learn more from you. We young people may be impulsive at times, so please forgive us, Mr. Fu."

uncle?

Depend on.

I'm only thirty years old.

President Fu smiled and said, "Why beat around the bush? I don't mind if the group has another branch."

You should start calling your fiancée "Dad."

Fu Chen was always sharp-tongued, but the young men didn't take it to heart, since he was like that to everyone.

The Fu family is a ruthless force with connections in both the legitimate and underworld circles of Beijing; no one dares to mess with them, nor can they afford to.

The night is deep.

Ruan Qing was nestled on the sofa eating snacks and searching for information about Feng Xiao when a private message from a stranger on Weibo popped up on her screen.

【Hello, madam. I am Jiang Wenli, the planner of the program "The Queen's New Clothes". I really like your "Dream" series of works.】

We cordially invite you to participate in the show's challenge recording. Below are the contact details for the program planners and staff...

Scam messages are so up-to-date these days!

Ruan Qing glanced at it, then left and threw it into the trash can.

At the same time, a sound came from the entrance downstairs. Ruan Qing immediately turned off the screen and crawled into bed pretending to be asleep.

She really didn't want to be caught and tormented by Fu Chen anymore.

The footsteps grew closer, but her breathing became unnatural; she was always consciously controlling her inhalation and exhalation.

The door opened, and she pretended to turn over in her sleep.

After a long while, he still didn't turn on the light.

Why aren't you coming over yet? Did you go straight to the bathroom?

This is not like Fu Chen's style.

Ruan Qing threw off the blanket covering her head, opened her eyes, and exclaimed, "Ah—!"

"Why aren't you saying anything?!"

After the initial shock, she realized her phone was in his hand.

The screen displays Feng Xiao's Baidu Baike entry.

Ruan Qing froze on the bed, instinctively reaching out to grab it, but Fu Chen grabbed her by the back of the neck and pinned her down.

He suppressed his anger and warned her, word by word, "Ruan Qing, don't push me."