"So, you want to be my woman, using your feelings and your life as an investment?" Chen Feiyu asked curiously.
"I won't deny it's an investment, but that's only part of the reason. If I told you that you saved a damsel in distress twice, leaving me full of affection for you, would you believe it?" Zhou Ruohua suddenly winked and said.
"I believe it. Why wouldn't I? A man as outstanding as me—it’s only natural for you to fall for me," Chen Feiyu said, brimming with conceit.
Zhou Ruohua broke into a cold sweat.
Chen Feiyu then asked suspiciously, "You know full well I’m already with Han Muqing, so why do you still want to be my woman? Don't you mind?"
"Throughout history, successful men have never had just one woman. It’s a law of nature. Even my father, who is just the boss of a mediocre company, has his own affairs on the side. Rather than marrying some ordinary man in the future or having to endure a cheating husband, I’d rather be your lover. I believe you can make my dreams come true, bring me into the real upper class, and make me someone everyone looks up to, just like Han Muqing. Besides, with my figure and looks, I am completely worthy of being your lover."
Zhou Ruohua proudly puffed out her chest, making her curves appear even fuller, as if they were about to burst from her clothes.
"You are an ambitious person," Chen Feiyu exclaimed, surprised. He had originally thought Zhou Ruohua was merely snobbish; he hadn't expected to see such an ambitious side of her. For a woman like this, an ordinary man might not be able to handle her. Of course, Chen Feiyu felt no such pressure; the more ambitious a woman was, the more satisfying it was to tame her.
"You won’t regret it? What if your judgment is wrong?" Chen Feiyu asked with a playful grin.
"I won't regret it. One rarely gets a chance in life to take a gamble. Although I, Zhou Ruohua, am a woman, I possess the same spirit. I am no worse than you men!" Zhou Ruohua stated proudly.
"A woman with character—I like it. From this moment on, you are my woman." Chen Feiyu clapped his hands and laughed, feeling immense triumph. To have a top-tier beauty and socialite like Zhou Ruohua take the initiative to be his lover—no matter who were in his shoes, their vanity would be satisfied to the extreme.
"Mm." Although Zhou Ruohua projected an image of a woman who didn't lose to any man, inside she was incredibly shy.
"Come here," Chen Feiyu said.
"Huh?" Zhou Ruohua became nervous.
"Huh what? You’re my lover; naturally, you have to listen to me. Asking you to come over and serve me—that’s not an unreasonable request, is it?" Chen Feiyu laughed playfully, a gleam of pleasure in his eyes.
"O-okay." Zhou Ruohua's face burned hot, and she took small, nervous steps toward him.
Chen Feiyu grabbed her, pulling her onto his lap, his hand resting unapologetically on her slender waist.
"Ah..." Zhou Ruohua trembled, her body stiffening with tension.
"Remember, you’re my woman. Relax a little; there's no need to be nervous," Chen Feiyu comforted her.
Zhou Ruohua bit her lower lip, and only then did her body slowly begin to relax. Since she was a child, this was the first time she had been this intimate with a man. While she felt a sense of shame, she also felt a faint, exhilarating sense of indulgence.
Chen Feiyu felt a rush of satisfaction. Only a few days ago, Zhou Ruohua had been mocking and ridiculing him; in the blink of an eye, she was now his woman, waiting for his every command. This massive contrast was truly exhilarating!
Inhaling her fragrance, Chen Feiyu felt a fire in his belly. He touched her lips and said, "Don't worry, I won't let you down. It won't be long before I make you the most dazzling person in all of Mingji City. All you have to do is protect your body and wait for me to claim it."
"Mm, don't worry, Ruohua is yours forever," Zhou Ruohua gasped, her body turning limp.
A moment later, Chen Feiyu suppressed his desires and let her go. Zhou Ruohua looked at him, her eyes misty and confused.
Chen Feiyu straightened his clothes, a gentle smile playing on his lips. "My woman is still in the car, and I don't want to keep her waiting too long."
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Chapter 36: Apologize!
Zhou Ruohua felt a pang of jealousy toward Han Muqing. She was a campus beauty in her own right, and had even let him tease her at will, yet at the critical moment, he was still thinking of another woman. Although she was somewhat relieved that Chen Feiyu hadn't "eaten" her, she also felt a hint of loss and couldn't help but doubt her own charm.
"Your body will be mine sooner or later, but not now." Chen Feiyu turned and walked toward the exit, adding, "It's getting late, I'll have Leng Dao take you home."
"Mm." Zhou Ruohua watched his back, her expression complex.
After giving instructions to Leng Dao, Chen Feiyu walked out of the bar. The night wind cooled his head, making him feel much clearer. The red Porsche was parked on the side of the road.
Chen Feiyu climbed into the car and looked at Han Muqing. "Sorry to keep you waiting."
Han Muqing shook her head, her gaze soft as water.
"Aren't you curious about what Zhou Ruohua and I talked about?" Chen Feiyu asked curiously.
"If you wanted to tell me, you would have," Han Muqing paused, then continued, "Besides, I trust that even if Zhou Ruohua offered herself to you, you would still put me first. I have that much confidence."
She was a smart woman who knew that one shouldn't hold a man too tightly; sometimes, showing trust in a man would move him even more. This was the philosophy of "to take, one must first give." As a wonder-woman in the business world, Han Muqing naturally understood this well.
Moved, Chen Feiyu pulled her into his arms and began kissing her passionately without another word. Han Muqing responded with equal fervor. The interior of the car was filled with a sultry, heated atmosphere.
"Feiyu, come with me to the office tomorrow."
Savoring the lingering sensation of their wet kiss, Han Muqing looked slightly intoxicated. She leaned into Chen Feiyu’s arms, found a comfortable position, and closed her eyes as she spoke.
"What, aren't you afraid of people knowing you've become my woman?" Chen Feiyu rubbed his fingers against her smooth, delicate face and chuckled.
"I *want* them to know. I want them to know that Han Muqing’s man is Chen Feiyu, not some young master of the Xie family! My position as president has nothing to do with that bastard from the Xie family!" Han Muqing huffed.
Chen Feiyu would never refuse the request of his woman.
"Fine, I'll go with you tomorrow. If anyone dares to gossip about my little Qingqing, I'll make them regret it dearly." A flash of sharp light crossed Chen Feiyu's eyes, then he laughed, "My dear wife, shouldn't we do something a couple would do?"
"Go on with you! It's too late, and we have serious business tomorrow," Han Muqing rolled her eyes at him, then giggled triumphantly. "I'll give you two choices: first, I drive you home, then I go home myself. Second, you get out of the car right now and take a taxi back."
"No way, you're kicking the ladder away after crossing the bridge, aren't you?"
"That’s right! If you’re so capable, bite me."
"I will!"
"Ah, don't... hehe... that's ticklish..."
In the end, Chen Feiyu didn't go all the way with Han Muqing; he only took some liberties with his hands. After dropping Chen Feiyu back at the villa, Han Muqing left with great reluctance.
Early the next morning, Han Muqing drove her Porsche to pick up Chen Feiyu. She was impeccably dressed, her dark hair swept up, wearing a white professional suit. Her long, shapely legs were wrapped in silk stockings, and she wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, making her look intellectual, elegant, and capable.
When they arrived at the Mingji Trade Building, the two had just stepped out of the car, and Han Muqing was intimately holding Chen Feiyu's arm as they walked inside.
Instantly, countless people widened their eyes, as if witnessing something impossible. Every employee in the Mingji Trade Building knew they had a stunning female president, and they also knew the young master of the Xie family was pursuing her. They had even secretly speculated that Han Muqing only became president because of the Xie family.
But they never expected that President Han not only had a boyfriend, but that the boyfriend was *not* the young master of the Xie family. For a moment, all the employees who saw Chen Feiyu and Han Muqing enter were shocked and frozen in place.
Not one to let a scene go to waste, Chen Feiyu suddenly reached out and wrapped his arm around Han Muqing's waist, teasing, "Wife, how about we go to your place for dinner tonight?"
"Stop it, there are so many people watching!" Han Muqing rolled her eyes at him, but her cheeks flushed red. Her shy, happy expression made it clear she agreed.
The crowd was instantly stunned, and many began to whisper.
Just as they were about to enter the elevator, a voice came from the front desk.
"Pfft, what a vixen. With that fox-like face, she seduced the young master of the Xie family to become president, and now she’s seducing some other pretty boy, cuckolding the Xie heir. Hmph, wait until he comes back; let's see how much longer she can act so high and mighty."
The voice was very low, and because they were far away, Han Muqing didn't hear it. Chen Feiyu's face, however, turned instantly grim.
"Feiyu, what's wrong?" Han Muqing asked curiously.
Chen Feiyu didn't answer; he pulled Han Muqing toward the front desk. There were two women in silk stockings and professional attire at the desk, both around twenty-one or twenty-two. While they weren't as beautiful as Han Muqing, they were still above average.
Chen Feiyu walked up to one of the women and said with a grim face, "Apologize!"
Han Muqing looked over curiously; she knew Chen Feiyu would never act without a reason.
Wang Yanhong, the receptionist who had been bad-mouthing Han Muqing, looked panicked. "What are you talking about? I don't understand."
Chen Feiyu said coldly, "Do you think I couldn't hear you bad-mouthing my wife behind my back? I said, apologize!"
Han Muqing’s expression changed, and she realized why Chen Feiyu was suddenly angry.
Wang Yanhong said defiantly, "What evidence do you have that I was bad-mouthing anyone? Just because you're President Han's boyfriend doesn't mean you can slander people at will. Why don't you let everyone judge who is in the wrong!"
The crowd looked at Chen Feiyu, many frowning in disapproval, though they didn't openly criticize him out of fear of the president's boyfriend.
"If you don't want people to know, don't do it in the first place. This is my last warning: apologize!" Chen Feiyu sneered.
Wang Yanhong said frantically, "How can you be so unreasonable? I didn't say anything, why should I apologize!"
Suddenly, in full view of everyone, Chen Feiyu slapped Wang Yanhong, sending her flying. The crowd gasped and began to criticize Chen Feiyu. Even Han Muqing was surprised, but she offered a bitter smile. Naturally, she stood firmly on Chen Feiyu's side, glaring at the onlookers. Under the president’s powerful presence, the crowd fell silent.
"You... you actually dared to hit me?" Wang Yanhong lay on the ground, blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.
Chen Feiyu sneered, "I don't like hitting women, but that’s on the condition that they are true women, not green-tea bitches like you who bad-mouth others behind their backs!"
"You dare insult me..." Wang Yanhong’s eyes were full of hatred. She let it all out, screaming, "That's right! I was bad-mouthing Han Muqing behind her back! What are you going to do about it? Do you think she’s so noble? She only became president after seducing the young master of the Xie family! I wasn't wrong!"
Han Muqing’s face changed, and her eyes were filled with frost. She knew her employees gossiped about her, but this was the first time it had been said to her face. She was trembling with anger.
"Bitch!" Chen Feiyu didn't hold back at all and kicked Wang Yanhong in the stomach, sending her flying again. Wang Yanhong clutched her stomach and let out a painful scream. Although surprised, Han Muqing felt a sense of satisfaction.
The crowd's expressions shifted; they hadn't expected Chen Feiyu to be this ruthless.
Suddenly, a handsome young man walked in through the front door. Seeing the scene, his expression changed. He immediately ran over to help Wang Yanhong up and asked with concern, "Honghong, how do you feel?"
"Li Junxiang, I’ve been hit! You have to get revenge for me!" Wang Yanhong stood up, looking at Chen Feiyu and Han Muqing with hatred.
Seeing Chen Feiyu and Han Muqing holding hands, Li Junxiang felt shock, jealousy, and anger. He darkened his face and said, "Sir, as a man, you’ve gone too far by hitting a woman in public. Now, apologize to me, and maybe I can forgive you."
His name was Li Junxiang, the manager of the company's public relations department and Wang Yanhong’s boyfriend. More importantly, his father, Li Jianguo, was a veteran employee who had been with the company when Xie Anxiang founded the Mingji Trade Building, and the two had a close relationship. It was precisely for this reason that everyone in the building gave him some face.
Han Muqing leaned into Chen Feiyu’s ear and quietly told him Li Junxiang’s background.
Chen Feiyu didn't even care about offending Xie Anxiang; what was a mere veteran employee to him? He flashed a look of contempt and sneered, "So she’s your girlfriend? Well then, I suggest you educate your girlfriend better before you bring her out next time; otherwise, it’s your face that’s being thrown away."
Anger surged in Li Junxiang's brows. He turned to Han Muqing and snapped, "President Han, as the company president, how can you tolerate someone beating subordinates and insulting staff in the office? Be careful, or I'll go complain to Elder Xie!"
Mentioning "Elder Xie" caused the crowd's faces to change instantly. Although Han Muqing was the president, everyone knew Xie Anxiang was the true power behind the scenes, and Li Junxiang's father had a very good personal relationship with him. It seemed not only was Chen Feiyu finished, but President Han would suffer as well.
The crowd shook their heads, not betting on Chen Feiyu's chances.
To everyone's surprise, Han Muqing’s expression remained unchanged. She didn't seem worried about the threat at all; instead, a mocking smile played on her lips.
Suddenly, Chen Feiyu stepped forward, and with a loud "crack," he delivered a heavy slap to Li Junxiang's face. He then kicked him to the floor, walked over, and kicked him several more times, cursing, "Who do you think you are to question my wife?"
Wang Yanhong screamed and lunged at Chen Feiyu, only to be kicked aside by him as well.
"Wife, these two are idiots. I think they have problems with both their brains and their character. I don't think they should continue staying here," Chen Feiyu said to Han Muqing after he’d finished teaching them a lesson.
"Han Muqing, you wouldn't dare! Watch out, I'm telling my father!" Li Junxiang just managed to stand up, but upon hearing Chen Feiyu’s words, his expression changed drastically. Regardless of his physical pain, he roared in rage.
The disdain in Han Muqing's eyes was clear. She said with authority, "My husband is right. In view of your and Wang Yanhong’s current behavior, I have decided to fire both of you."
***
Chapter 37: A Meeting
They were actually fired!
The surrounding employees were in an uproar. Li Junxiang and Wang Yanhong wore expressions of disbelief. Wang Yanhong said anxiously, "Han Muqing, I’m Junxiang’s girlfriend, you have no right to fire me..."
Frost covered Han Muqing’s face. She walked up to Wang Yanhong, slapped her suddenly, and said coldly, "Please note, I am the president here, and all personnel appointments fall under my authority. Furthermore, you are no longer an employee here. If you keep screaming at me, be careful or I’ll have security throw you out!"
Under Han Muqing’s icy gaze, Wang Yanhong lost her momentum and didn't dare to meet her eyes.
"Han Muqing, you really won't give us any face?" Li Junxiang said angrily.
"Give you face? If I may be blunt, if you weren't relying on your old man, what are you? Now, both of you leave immediately, or I’m calling security," Han Muqing’s eyes were full of contempt.
"You... fine! I’ll remember this. I hope you don't regret it later!" Li Junxiang's expression shifted. Being slapped in the face in front of everyone filled him with humiliation, twisting his already handsome features.
Chen Feiyu shook his head and laughed, saying dismissively, "A stray dog still dares to talk about courage? Fine, remember this: my name is Chen Feiyu. I’ll see what tricks you have that could make us regret anything. Wife, let’s go; no need to waste time on people like this."
"Mm," Han Muqing replied obediently, like a little wife.
The surrounding employees looked at Chen Feiyu with awe; a man who could fire Li Junxiang with a single word was not someone they could afford to offend.
Chen Feiyu held Han Muqing’s hand and turned toward the elevator, saying as he walked, "Who isn't gossiped about behind their back, and who doesn't gossip about others? It’s human nature, and I can understand that, but that doesn't mean I have to tolerate it. Especially regarding malicious slander and defamation against my girlfriend—that crosses my bottom line. You cannot afford my wrath, so behave yourselves."
So dominant. Han Muqing felt wrapped in happiness. She squeezed Chen Feiyu’s hand, like a small woman, wearing a lovestruck expression.
The many employees were stunned, their faces wearing bizarre expressions. Chen Feiyu had no position in the Mingji Trade Building—he was just the president's boyfriend—yet he dared to give orders in the company. Did he really think the building was his own home? President Han had always been shrewd; why would she let her boyfriend throw his weight around like this? Although she was the president, Xie Anxiang was the real helmsman. Wasn't she afraid of Elder Xie blaming her?
However, the female employees didn't see it that way. A man acting in a rage for the sake of his woman—such a dominant and handsome boyfriend was the dream lover every woman craved. Watching Chen Feiyu and Han Muqing’s retreating figures, many of the female staff looked on with envy and jealousy.
"Junxiang, I don't care! You must get revenge for today’s shameful insult. I want that slut Han Muqing to kneel in front of me and apologize!" Wang Yanhong hissed with hatred.
"Shut up! I will definitely get revenge for this," a hateful glint appeared in Li Junxiang's eyes.
After Chen Feiyu and Han Muqing entered the elevator, just as the doors were about to close, a girl’s anxious voice came from outside: "Wait a second, wait..."
A pretty girl rushed inside. Upon seeing Han Muqing, she hurriedly said, "Good morning, President." Then, surprised, she added, "Huh? Isn't this Mr. Chen? You’re here too?"
Chen Feiyu laughed, "So it’s you. I remember, you’re President Han’s secretary, right?"
"Yes," Liu Qinqin said proudly.
This girl was Xiao Liu, the secretary Chen Feiyu had met before. Now that Han Muqing was the president, her status had risen as well. Because of traffic, Liu Qinqin had just arrived at the company and rushed to the elevator; therefore, she didn't know Chen Feiyu was Han Muqing’s boyfriend and hadn't seen him dominate Li Junxiang.