Male lead, you look down on the yandere chaebol woman? I love her!

Su Yan said expressionlessly, "I've already bought a car for A Yuan. He already has this car, so you should take it back."

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief.

This car is a limited edition; there are only a dozen or so worldwide. He went to great lengths to get it.

He was quite reluctant to give it away.

Before the middle-aged man could completely relax after carrying the bag,

Su Yan spoke again.

"President Chu, you need to think carefully about what you want to give A Yuan. My A Yuan deserves the best; nothing ordinary will do."

Su Yan's fingers toyed with the knife.

The knife gleamed with a sharp light.

A blatant threat.

Jiang Yuan was dumbfounded.

Isn't this Mr. Chu supposed to apologize to Su Yan?

How did it turn into preparing a gift for him?

The middle-aged man trembled slightly as he looked at the knife in Su Yan's hand.

It looks like he's going to have a major financial loss today.

Otherwise, at best the company will go bankrupt, at worst he could lose his life.

The middle-aged man said with a pained expression, "Young Master Jiang, since you already have that car, I'll give you a different gift."

"I own a 36-story building in Beijing. If needed, I can add more floors. Young Master Jiang, I'm giving it to you."

Jiang Yuan: ? ? ?

What?

Send him a large building in Beijing?

"You're being so polite. I don't need this building; it's too valuable," Jiang Yuan said, waving his hand.

The middle-aged man glanced cautiously at Su Yan's knife again.

He swallowed hard.

This building is worth over a billion dollars; he didn't want to give it away.

But he had no other choice, did he?

For the sake of his life, he had no choice but to reluctantly give it up.

"It's alright, Young Master Jiang, please accept it. We're destined to meet, so I'll give you this building," the middle-aged man said, feigning indifference.

Su Yan spoke up, "Take it."

"Okay." Jiang Yuan nodded. "Thank you."

"You're welcome, Young Master Jiang. I'll transfer that building to your name as soon as we get back." The middle-aged man tried his best to appear natural.

In truth, his heart was bleeding with pain.

Jiang Yuan felt a surge of emotion.

These wealthy families are so generous with their gifts; they even give away large buildings as gifts.

It's actually quite good.

He got a building for free.

"President Yan, about the cooperation..." The middle-aged man glanced at Su Yan cautiously.

Su Yan: "Let's continue."

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Yan." The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, President Yan did not cancel their cooperation.

If this collaboration goes well, their company could earn three or four billion yuan in revenue, and that building won't matter much.

and!

Their company will also see its profits multiply several times over due to their cooperation with the Su Group.

The middle-aged man continued to discuss cooperation with Su Yan.

Jiang Yuan sat next to Su Yan, feeding her fruit bite by bite.

"Thank you, A-Yuan." Su Yan's eyebrows curved slightly.

???

The middle-aged man looked at Su Yan, unable to contain his surprise.

The way Ms. Yan behaved in front of this man was completely that of an ordinary woman who needed to rely on him.

Where is there even a trace of the female demon who was beating people up just now?

He originally thought that President Yan's feelings for this man were just casual flings.

Now it seems she has a special relationship with him.

Especially President Yan, her eyes were filled with admiration for this man.

President Yan has definitely fallen for this man.

It seems that he absolutely cannot offend Young Master Jiang; on the contrary, he has to curry favor with him.

The middle-aged man withdrew his gaze and continued discussing cooperation with Su Yan.

The middle-aged man made a surprising discovery.

Today, President Yan was unusually easy to talk to. Several conditions that he thought President Yan would reject were actually agreed to by President Yan!

The middle-aged man gave Jiang Yuan a grateful look.

This young master Jiang is simply his savior!

The young man who had been brought over by the middle-aged man got up from the ground.

He limped toward the door of the private room.

He turned and glanced at Su Yan and Jiang Yuan.

Envy of Jiang Yuan arose in her heart.

President Yan really dotes on this man.

If only he could also be liked by President Yan.

However, it seems that President Yan has no room for other men...

The cooperation talks have concluded.

"Young Master Jiang." The middle-aged man took out a business card. "This is my business card. If you need anything in the future, you can contact me."

Su Yan looked at the middle-aged man dangerously, "No need, A Yuan is fine with me, so there's no need to trouble you, President Chu."

The middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Isn't he just trying to curry favor with Young Master Jiang?

He didn't do anything.

Why does President Yan suddenly have such great hostility towards him?

"Young Master Jiang."

"Excuse me, I suddenly realized I only brought one business card with me today. I still need this card, so I'm afraid I can't give it to you."

The middle-aged man took the business card back.

Only then did he realize that the chill that had been surrounding him had disappeared.

"However, Young Master Jiang, I own an Emperor Hotel. As long as you give me your name, you can stay at this hotel for free for life," the middle-aged man said obsequiously.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Chu." Jiang Yuan nodded.

"Then, Mr. Yan, Mr. Jiang, I won't bother you any longer."

The middle-aged man left in a hurry.

"Su Yan, let's go back," Jiang Yuan said.

"OK."

They got into the elevator.

Everything was peaceful and there was nothing unusual about it.

Su Yan suddenly reached out and grabbed Jiang Yuan by the collar, pulling him towards her.

Their breaths mingled.

"Little bed slave, kiss me," Su Yan commanded, her eyes already tinged with a hazy intoxication.

Jiang Yuan: "???"

Not right.

Su Yan was perfectly fine just now, wasn't she?

Why does it suddenly look a bit like her when she has an attack...?

Wang Lan asked in surprise, "Young Master Jiang, didn't President Yan drink quite a bit of alcohol just now?"

"Yes." Jiang Yuan nodded. "Is there a problem with that?"

"There's a problem," Wang Lan said. "A huge problem."

"President Yan must be drunk. When she's drunk, she often likes to beat people up. Just now in the private room, all those people were lying on the floor. That's the result of President Yan beating people up when she was drunk."

"But it's different when you're here. President Yan likes being with you..."

Wang Lan coughed.

Jiang Yuan immediately understood the meaning behind it.

Jiang Yuan's ears turned bright red.

He felt like his body had become a tool for Su Yan to relieve her internal heat...

"You little bed slave, how dare you look at other women and ignore me?"

Su Yan pinched Jiang Yuan's chin and domineeringly turned Jiang Yuan's face, who was still talking to Wang Lan, around. "My little bed slave, you can only look at me."

Su Yan's cold gaze fell on Wang Lan.

Wang Lan broke out in a cold sweat.

嘤。

She only exchanged a few words with Young Master Jiang; she didn't do anything else.

President Yan is terrifying.

Wang Lan huddled in the corner of the elevator, trying her best to minimize her presence.

"Su Yan," Jiang Yuan said.

"Hmm?" Su Yan asked dangerously, "What should you call me?"

Jiang Yuan: ...

"Master," Jiang Yuan had no choice but to change his address.