Using power to force marriage

Ruan Fu was displeased upon hearing this.

"Zhao Jingnian, you're so stingy!"

Her voice was sweet and clear, with a slight drawl at the end, giving it a somewhat coquettish quality.

Zhao Jingnian joked with her in a serious tone, "If you keep coming here, my office will probably be turned into a bare shell by you."

"Then just tell me if you'll give it to me or not." She pouted, her eyes darting around as she waited for his answer.

"What do you need these things for?"

"Of course, I'll keep it in my own office!"

The young girl smiled and explained, "My pet hospital is about to open, and as the director, I definitely need a decent office. These things of yours are perfect for my office."

His new wife was very witty, and every sentence she said was unexpected.

"If you take everything, my office will be empty."

"You can buy it when you're free, you're not short of money," she said matter-of-factly.

"Are you short of money?" Zhao Jingnian had just given her 3 million.

"Although I'm not short of money, I save where I should and spend where I should. My money didn't come from thin air."

"Did my money just fall from the sky?"

Zhao Jingnian was unusually in a good mood, so he put down his work and chatted with her at length.

"Oh, you're the big boss, making money is definitely easier for you than for me. The Zhao Group has businesses all over the world, why would you care about something like this?"

Ruan Fu, wearing high heels, trotted up to him and sweetly flattered him.

"The chairman of a multinational corporation deals in billions or hundreds of billions of dollars. These things are nothing but a drop in the ocean for you."

Based on the principle that they were husband and wife, Ruan Fu felt that what was his was hers, and what was hers was still hers.

"We're husband and wife, family, why distinguish between 'yours' and 'mine,' right, honey?"

After saying all the nice things, it would be impolite for Zhao Jingnian not to give it to him now.

This young lady is shrewd; she knows when calling someone "husband" is most effective.

It was something insignificant to begin with, and since she asked, he would naturally give it to her.

"How are you going to bring all this back?"

"Let's call Lalamove."

Ruan Fu pressed her advantage, "Or you could lend me two employees and have them deliver directly to my hospital building."

Zhao Jingnian nodded calmly, "Go find Yu Ming and ask him to send someone for you."

With his permission, Ruan Fu beamed and immediately called Yu Ming in.

"Madam, what can I do for you?"

Ruan Fu instructed, "Go find two people to help me move some things."

Then, she pointed to the decorative items she had chosen, "This one, this one, and this one too..."

Yu Ming was both surprised and suspicious, his face full of disbelief.

What does his boss's wife mean by this? Is the Khan mustering a large army?

Everything in the office was arranged by Zhao Jingnian himself. These ornaments and paintings are all very valuable, bought at high prices at auctions. Why did he so easily allow her to take them?

Yu Ming glanced up at his boss's face and silently sighed in his heart, "A domineering CEO is a domineering CEO. He's been taken away by so many things, and he doesn't even blink."

Soon two freight workers arrived at the office and moved all the items away.

Ruan Fu crossed her arms and stood with an exceptionally imposing air; today's trip was truly worthwhile.

After taking her things, she originally planned to leave, but that seemed impolite.

Let's sit for a while longer.

"Zhao Jingnian, do you have anything to eat here? I came in a hurry and haven't eaten much."

She had just woken up around noon. She had a hangover from drinking the night before and didn't have much of an appetite, so she didn't eat much.

My mood is good right now, and my appetite has improved as well.

Zhao Jingnian sighed. He was quite unaccustomed to the sudden appearance of a chirping little sparrow in his office.

The man looked up from his work and said, "I'm looking for Yu Ming."

"oh."

Yu Ming entered the office again. "Madam, what can I do for you?"

"I'm hungry. Can you get me something to eat and drink?"

Yu Ming respectfully replied, "Yes, Madam, please wait a moment."

Soon, the staff in the break room brought in snacks and fruit, and also brewed a pot of small pear soup.

On the office sofa, Ruan Fu sat waiting for the meal to begin.

The staff placed the food in front of her, saying, "Madam, please enjoy your meal."

These items are meant to entertain guests, and they taste quite good.

The dim sum is beautifully presented and comes in a wide variety of flavors, including both sweet and savory.

She couldn't wait to try a piece of jujube paste pastry.

"It's delicious!"

They were probably really hungry, because they finished a piece in just a few bites.

Then I picked up a piece of chestnut cake.

"This is delicious too."

She ate with relish, and was very satisfied with the hot pear soup she had with it.

After finishing the pastries, we also ate the fruit, and then we made do with what we had.

Zhao Jingnian wanted to focus on his work, but Ruan Fu's presence was too strong. She talked to herself while eating, and when she was enjoying her meal, she would even gesticulate wildly. It was hard not to notice her.

If I remember correctly, on their wedding night he said he needed a partner who was like an invisible person, especially when he was working, he disliked being disturbed.

Clearly, Ruan Fu had no intention of letting him have his way.

But she didn't make much noise, and she wasn't intentionally trying to affect his work.

If anyone is to blame, it's Zhao Jingnian's own lack of concentration.

Ruan Fu thought the pastries and fruits in his office were especially delicious, so she asked Yu Ming for advice on how to get the same ones.

"Which restaurant supplies these pastries? And the fruit too?"

Company break rooms typically have long-term partnerships with upscale restaurants, who then supply the tea and water.

Yu Ming replied, "Madam, these are not supplied by the restaurant. The chairman's office has a separate catering team. Master Li, who makes pastries, is an inheritor of the intangible cultural heritage of traditional imperial pastries. He was previously the head chef of a century-old brand. The chairman specially hired him at a high salary."

Upon hearing this, Ruan Fu glanced at Zhao Jingnian sitting in front of the desk.

You wouldn't guess that this older man is such a gourmand.

"Why does the fruit in his office seem sweeter than the fruit outside?"

Yu Ming explained, "The fruit is air-freighted from the production area every morning via cold chain. The chairman has extremely high requirements for the quality of ingredients, and his three meals a day at the company are prepared by star chefs."

No wonder.

Ruan Fu chuckled, "You eat really well, and you're quite particular about it."

Zhao Jingnian stared at the computer screen, seemingly unmoved, but in reality, she had overheard her entire conversation with Yu Ming.

After eating and drinking her fill, Ruan Fu wiped her mouth clean with a tissue, then took out a powder compact to touch up her makeup and lipstick.

After checking herself in the small makeup mirror to make sure her makeup was flawless, she got up from the sofa.

"Zhao Jingnian, I'll be going now if there's nothing else. Remember to finish the cake."

The cake on the desk only suffered minor damage, with almost no signs of being eaten, and there was still a large piece left.

This was her apology gift; in Ruan Fu's words, she wouldn't truly forgive her until she finished it.

"You must finish it! I made it myself, it took me a lot of work."

With her bag slung over her shoulder, she walked out with a swaying gait.

He had just taken two steps when he suddenly remembered something, turned back and said, "Zhao Jingnian."

"Is there anything else?"

"The pastries were delicious. Could you bring me back another batch after get off work tomorrow night?"

"You can take another one with you now."

She ate and took things with her, as if she were at home.

Ruan Fu waved her hand in refusal, "I won't bring any today. I've already eaten a lot of sweets today, and I'll get fat if I eat any more."

She has certain requirements for her body, and wants to keep her weight below 95 pounds.

"Let's eat tomorrow. Don't forget after get off work tomorrow, okay? Thanks."

Zhao Jingnian chuckled silently; she certainly knew how to order people around.

From the moment Ruan Fu entered the office, Zhao Jingnian was constantly disturbed by her.

She kept apologizing, asking him for things, and then saying she was hungry...

She's such a little troublemaker.

He originally married her to save himself trouble, thinking that by giving her money to indulge in extravagance, she would obediently act as a mascot.

I never expected it to be so difficult; even after I paid them, they wouldn't stop.

"I'm leaving now, bye-bye."

She said goodbye to Zhao Jingnian, and in her high heels, she disappeared from his sight with light steps.

After Ruan Fu left, the spacious and bright office returned to tranquility.

Her sudden arrival completely disrupted the man's mechanical work rhythm.

After everyone left, Zhao Jingnian thought he could finally focus on his work, but for some reason, his mind was still in turmoil.

He blamed the cake that Ruan Fu brought, saying that he must have been distracted by the cake on the table, which was why he couldn't concentrate.

She was about to call Yu Ming in to handle the situation, but then she remembered that this was her apology gift.

Regardless of whether the apology was sincere, at least the attitude was good; throwing the cake away directly would be inappropriate.

But such a big cake is truly unbearable for someone who doesn't like sweets.

Zhao Jingnian called Yu Ming over and instructed him, "Send the cake to the public relations department for afternoon tea."

The PR department worked overtime last night to handle the trending topic, so they deserve a reward.

"Yes, Chairman." Yu Ming brought the cake out of the office.

After cleaning up the cake, Zhao Jingnian returned to work.

For no reason at all, I just felt restless inside.

Ruan Furen is gone, but her fragrance still lingers in the air, faint yet persistent.

He sighed, closed his eyes, and pinched the space between his eyebrows.

I wanted to close my eyes and rest for a while to adjust my state, but as soon as I closed my eyes, the image of them kissing just now instantly appeared in my mind.

And the warmth of her lips...