Chen Feiyu's jaw nearly dropped in astonishment. "Why?" he asked.
"Because you almost crippled Leng Dao and made Jiang Tianhu kneel down to apologize, yet Jiang Tianhu hasn't retaliated against you to this day. And because an exceptional entrepreneur like Han Muqing is willing to be your woman. I trust Han Muqing's judgment; you are definitely an extraordinary person," Zhou Ruohua analyzed, lifting her chin.
"So, you want to be my woman, treating your feelings and your life as an investment?" Chen Feiyu asked with a curious smile.
"I won't deny that it's an investment, but that's only part of the reason. If I told you that you twice playing the hero to save a damsel in distress filled me with affection for you, would you believe it?" Zhou Ruohua asked, suddenly blinking.
"I believe it, why wouldn't I? A man as exceptional as me—it's only natural that you've fallen for me," Chen Feiyu said with a smug, pleased look.
Zhou Ruohua broke out in a cold sweat.
Chen Feiyu then asked doubtfully, "Knowing full well that I already have Han Muqing, why do you still want to be my woman? Don't you mind?"
"Throughout history, exceptional men have never had just one woman—it's a law of nature. Even my father, who is just the boss of a mediocre-sized company, has flings all over the place.
Rather than marrying an ordinary person in the future or having to endure a cheating husband, I might as well become your mistress.
I believe you can make my dream come true, take me into the true upper class, and make me someone whom everyone looks up to, just like Han Muqing.
Besides, with my figure and looks, I am fully worthy of being your mistress."
Zhou Ruohua proudly puffed out her chest, making it look even fuller, almost as if it were about to burst free from her clothes.
"You're an ambitious person," Chen Feiyu exclaimed in admiration. He had originally thought Zhou Ruohua was merely mercenary, but he hadn't expected her to have such an ambitious side as well.
With a woman like this, an ordinary person wouldn't really be able to keep her under control.
Of course, Chen Feiyu felt zero pressure; the more ambitious a woman was, the more a sense of accomplishment he would feel in taming her.
"Don't you regret this? What if your judgment turns out to be wrong?" Chen Feiyu asked with a playful smile.
"I have no regrets. How many times in life does one get to take a gamble? Although I, Zhou Ruohua, am a woman, I possess this very same daring spirit; I am no worse than you men!" Zhou Ruohua declared proudly.
"You've got character, I like that. From now on, you're my woman," Chen Feiyu laughed, clapping his hands together as his heart filled with triumph.
When a top-tier beauty like Zhou Ruohua took the initiative to ask to be his mistress, no matter whose shoes he was in, his vanity would be immensely satisfied.
"Mm."
On the surface, Zhou Ruohua maintained the demeanor of a heroine who yielded nothing to men, but inwardly, she was beyond shy.
"Come here," Chen Feiyu said.
"Ah?" Zhou Ruohua grew nervous.
"Ah, what? You're my woman, so naturally you have to listen to me. I'm asking you to come over and wait on me; that's not an unreasonable request, is it?" Chen Feiyu said with a playful smile, a look of delighted anticipation flashing in his eyes.
"O-Okay." With a burning face, Zhou Ruohua took light, mincing steps as she nervously walked over.
Chen Feiyu pulled her straight into his embrace, making her sit on his lap, and unceremoniously wrapped his large arm around her slender waist.
"Yaj—" Zhou Ruohua shuddered, her lovely body growing tense and rigid.
"Remember, you're my woman. Relax a little, there's no need to be nervous," Chen Feiyu soothed her.
Zhou Ruohua gently bit her lower lip, and only then did her lovely body slowly relax.
From childhood until now, this was the first time she had ever been this intimate with a member of the opposite sex. While feeling a sense of internal shame, she also felt a faint, indulgent thrill.
A look of delighted satisfaction crossed Chen Feiyu's face. Just a few days ago, Zhou Ruohua had been hurling all sorts of sarcasm and irony at him; in the blink of an eye, she was now his woman, entirely at his beck and call.
Such a massive contrast felt simply amazing!
Inhaling the fragrance radiating from Zhou Ruohua, Chen Feiyu felt a fiery heat in his heart. Caressing her cherry lips, he said, "Don't worry, I won't let you down. Before long, I'll make you the most dazzling figure in all of Mingji City, and all you need to do is guard your body and wait for me to harvest it."
"Mm, don't worry, Ruohua will always be yours," Zhou Ruohua panted softly, her entire body growing weak.
The next moment, Chen Feiyu forcefully reined in the desire within his heart and let Zhou Ruohua go.
With hazy, seductive eyes, Zhou Ruohua looked at him in bewilderment.
Chen Feiyu straightened his clothes, a warm and gentle smile curving the corner of his mouth as he said, "My woman is still in the car, and I don't want to keep her waiting too long."
Chapter 36: Apologize!
Zhou Ruohua felt a pang of jealousy toward Han Muqing.
She was a campus belle in her own right, and she had even let him bully her however he pleased, yet at the crucial moment, he was still thinking of another woman.
While not being completely devoured by Chen Feiyu made her feel a certain sense of relief, it also left her with a faint trace of loss, forcing her to doubt her own charm.
"Your body will be mine sooner or later, just not right now." Chen Feiyu turned and walked outward, continuing, "It's so late, I'll have Leng Dao drive you back."
"Mm." Zhou Ruohua watched his retreating figure, her expression complex.
After giving instructions to Leng Dao, Chen Feiyu walked out of the bar. Struck by the night breeze, his head cleared up considerably.
The red Porsche was parked right by the roadside.
Chen Feiyu got into the car, looked at Han Muqing, and said, "Sorry to keep you waiting so long."
Han Muqing shook her head, her gaze as gentle as water.
"Aren't you curious about what Zhou Ruohua and I talked about?" Chen Feiyu asked with mild curiosity.
"If you want to talk about it, you'll tell me," Han Muqing paused, then continued, "Besides, I believe that even if Zhou Ruohua threw herself at you, you would still put me first. I have that much confidence."
She was a smart woman who knew that a man should not be pushed too hard; sometimes, displaying trust in a man would instead move him even more.
This was what you called "in order to take, one must first give."
As an extraordinary woman in the business world, Han Muqing naturally understood this principle thoroughly.
Deeply moved, Chen Feiyu pulled her into his arms and, without a word, gave her a wild, passionate kiss, to which Han Muqing responded with equal fervor.
Inside the car, a lingering, fiery atmosphere filled the air.
"Feiyu, come with me to the company tomorrow."
Savoring the aftertaste of the wet kiss just now, Han Muqing wore a slightly intoxicated expression. Leaning into Chen Feiyu's embrace, she found a comfortable position, closed her eyes slightly, and spoke.
"What, aren't you afraid that others will find out you've become my woman?" Chen Feiyu stroked Han Muqing's smooth, delicate face with his fingers and chuckled softly.
"I *want* them to know that Han Muqing's man is Chen Feiyu, not some young master of the Xie Family! And me sitting in the president's chair has even less to do with that damn Xie Family young master!" Han Muqing declared with a soft huff.
Naturally, Chen Feiyu would not refuse a request from his own woman.
"Alright, I'll go with you tomorrow. Anyone who dares to spread gossip about my little Qingqing will pay for it by looking utterly miserable." A sharp glint flashed across Chen Feiyu's eyes before he chuckled playfully, "Good wife, shouldn't the two of us be doing some husband-and-wife activities now?"
"Get along with you, it's too late now, we have serious business tomorrow." Han Muqing rolled her eyes at him and chuckled triumphantly, "I'll give you two choices now: first, I send you back and then I go home; second, you get out of the car right now and hail a cab."
"No way, are you pulling the ladder away after crossing the bridge?"
"That's right, if you've got the guts, bite me."
"I'll bite!"
"Yaj, don't... cawcaw... it tickles..."
In the end, Chen Feiyu didn't consume Han Muqing; he merely took some liberties with his hands.
After dropping Chen Feiyu back at the villa, Han Muqing finally left with lingering reluctance.
Early the next morning, Han Muqing drove her Porsche over to pick up Chen Feiyu.
She had dressed up meticulously, with her jet-black hair coiled up, wearing professional white office attire, her long, well-rounded legs encased in silk stockings, and sporting a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, making her look intellectual, elegant, and capable.
Upon arriving at the Mingji Trade Building, the two had just stepped out of the car when Han Muqing intimately linked her arm through Chen Feiyu's, and together they walked into the building.
Immediately, countless people widened their eyes, as if they were witnessing something unbelievable.
Every employee inside the Mingji Trade Building knew they had a glamorous female president, and they all knew that the young master of the Xie Family was pursuing her.
In fact, they had all secretly guessed that the only reason Han Muqing managed to become president was because of the Xie Family young master.
Yet, never in their wildest dreams did they expect that President Han not only had a boyfriend, but that her boyfriend was definitely *not* the young master of the Xie Family.
For a moment, every employee who saw Chen Feiyu and Han Muqing walk in stood frozen in shock.
Making the most of the commotion, Chen Feiyu suddenly reached out, wrapped his arm around Han Muqing's waist, and teased, "Wife, how about going to your place for dinner tonight?"
"Hate you, so many people are watching." Han Muqing shot him a sidelong glance, but her cheeks flushed red, and her appearance—a mix of shyness and delight—clearly indicated her consent.
Instantly, the crowd was utterly stunned, and quite a few people began whispering among themselves.
Just as the two were about to step into the elevator, a woman's voice suddenly came from the reception desk.
"Hmph, what a vixen, born with a seductive face. She seduced the young master of the Xie Family to become president, and now she's seducing some other gigolo, putting a green hat on the Xie Family's young master. Heh, when the young master gets back, let's see how long she can stay so glorious."
This voice was very quiet, and coupled with the distance, Han Muqing did not hear it.
Chen Feiyu's face immediately darkened.
"Feiyu, what's wrong?" Han Muqing asked curiously.
Without answering, Chen Feiyu pulled Han Muqing toward the reception desk.
There were two women at reception wearing professional attire and silk stockings, both around twenty-one or twenty-two years old. While their looks couldn't compare to Han Muqing's, working at the Mingji Trade Building meant they were still of a superior caliber.
Chen Feiyu walked right up to one of the women and said with a dark expression, "Apologize!"
Han Muqing looked over curiously; she knew that Chen Feiyu would never shoot without a target.
Wang Yanhong, the receptionist who had just been bad-mouthing Han Muqing behind her back, wore a panicked expression as she stammered, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."
Chen Feiyu said darkly, "Did you really think that just because you bad-mouthed my wife behind her back, I wouldn't hear it? I said, apologize!"
Han Muqing's expression shifted slightly, and she finally understood why Chen Feiyu had suddenly gotten angry.
Wang Yanhong stubbornly retorted, "You claim I was talking bad behind your backs—where's your proof? Don't think that just because you're President Han's boyfriend, you can randomly slander people. Why don't you let everyone here judge who's in the wrong!"
The surrounding employees looked at Chen Feiyu and furrowed their brows in secret, though out of regard for his status as the president's boyfriend, none of them spoke out to openly accuse him.
"If you don't want people to know, you shouldn't have done it in the first place. This is my last warning: apologize!" Chen Feiyu sneered.
Flustered and exasperated, Wang Yanhong snapped, "How can you be so unreasonable? I never said anything, why should I apologize?"
Suddenly, right in full view of everyone, Chen Feiyu violently swung his hand and slapped Wang Yanhong, sending her flying.
The crowd let out a gasp of shock and began pointing fingers at Chen Feiyu in condemnation.
Even Han Muqing was startled and gave a bitter smile, but at this moment, she naturally stood firmly on Chen Feiyu's side, glaring at the surrounding onlookers. Under the president's formidable aura, the crowd instantly fell silent.
"You... how dare you hit me?" Wang Yanhong collapsed to the floor, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.
Chen Feiyu sneered, "I may not like hitting women, but that's on the condition that the other party is actually a woman, and not a green tea bitch like you who talks trash about others behind their backs!"
"How dare you insult me..." Hatred filled Wang Yanhong's eyes. Abandoning all restraint, she shrieked, "That's right, this lady *was* cursing Han Muqing behind her back, so what if I did? You think Han Muqing is so noble? She only got to be president after seducing the young master of the Xie Family, I didn't say anything wrong!"
Han Muqing's expression changed slightly, her eyes filling with frost. Although she knew employees were gossiping about her, this was the first time someone had said it straight to her face, making her tremble with anger.
"Despicable wretch!" Holding nothing back, Chen Feiyu kicked Wang Yanhong straight in the stomach, sending her flying backward.
Wang Yanhong clutched her abdomen and let out a wail of agony.
Although Han Muqing was surprised, a sense of vindication also flashed through her heart.
The surrounding employees' expressions changed drastically; none of them had expected Chen Feiyu to be so ruthless.
Suddenly, a handsome young man walked in through the front doors. Just as he caught sight of this scene, his expression shifted, and he quickly trotted over, helping Wang Yanhong to her feet with a concerned expression, "Honghong, how do you feel?"
"Li Junxiang, someone just beat me up, you have to get revenge for me!" Wang Yanhong stood up, glaring with bitter hatred at Chen Feiyu and Han Muqing.
When Li Junxiang saw Chen Feiyu and Han Muqing holding hands, a wave of shock, jealousy, and fury surged through his heart. His face darkening, he said, "Mister, as a man, to brazenly strike a woman in public is going a bit too far, wouldn't you say? Now, apologize to me, and maybe I'll consider forgiving you."
His name was Li Junxiang, the manager of the company's public relations department and Wang Yanhong's boyfriend. Most importantly, his father, Li Jianguo, was a veteran employee who had helped Xie Anxiang found the Mingji Trade Building and shared a very close relationship with him.
Precisely because of this, everyone in the Mingji Trade Building gave him a three-point courtesy.
Leaning in close to Chen Feiyu's ear, Han Muqing quietly filled him in on Li Junxiang's background.
Chen Feiyu wouldn't even dare disrespect Xie Anxiang, so what was some mere veteran employee's son?
A trace of contempt flashed in his eyes as he sneered, "So she's your girlfriend. Do me a favor and educate your girlfriend properly next time before bringing her out, otherwise it's your face that's going to end up in the dirt."
Anger surged up Li Junxiang's brow. Shifting his gaze to Han Muqing, he fumed, "President Han, as the president of this company, you condone someone beating up a subordinate and insulting employees right here in the company? Careful I don't go report this to old Master Xie!"
At the mention of old Master Xie, the expressions of everyone present instantly changed.
Although Han Muqing was the company's president, everyone knew that old Master Xie Anxiang was the true supreme ruler behind the scenes, and Li Junxiang's father had a very close personal friendship with him.
Seen in this light, not only was Chen Feiyu finished, but even President Han was going to suffer right along with him.
The crowd shook their heads one after another, writing Chen Feiyu off completely.
To everyone's astonishment, Han Muqing's expression remained unchanged, as if she wasn't worried in the slightest by Li Junxiang's threat. Instead, a mocking smile played at the corners of her lips.
Suddenly, Chen Feiyu stepped forward. With a loud "crack," he delivered a heavy slap to Li Junxiang's face, kicked him sprawling to the ground, and landed several more kicks on him as he cursed, "Who the hell do you think you are, daring to question my wife?"
With a shrill shriek, Wang Yanhong lunged forward to scratch Chen Feiyu, only to be sent flying by another kick from him.
"Wife, these two are absolute morons whose brains and character are both broken. I don't think they're fit to stay here any longer."
Having beaten them nearly enough, Chen Feiyu turned back to speak to Han Muqing.
"Han Muqing, how dare you! You'll be sorry when I tell my dad!" Having just clambered to his feet, Li Junxiang's face warped in horror upon hearing Chen Feiyu's words; ignoring the pain racking his entire body, he shrieked curses.
The look of disdain in Han Muqing's eyes was unmistakable. With absolute authority, she declared, "My husband is right. Given your and Wang Yanhong's performance just now, I have decided to fire both of you."
Chapter 37: A Meeting
They were actually fired!
An uproar broke out among the surrounding employees.
Disbelief washed over Li Junxiang and Wang Yanhong's faces. Panicking, Wang Yanhong cried out, "Han Muqing, I'm Junxiang's girlfriend, you have no right to fire me—"
A chilling frost covering her face, Han Muqing walked right up to Wang Yanhong and suddenly whipped her hand across her face in a slap, stating coldly, "Please remember, I am the president here, and all personnel appointments fall squarely within the scope of my authority. Furthermore, you are no longer an employee of this company. If you keep screaming at me, I'll have the security guards toss you out!"
Under Han Muqing's icy gaze, Wang Yanhong's momentum faltered, and she didn't dare meet her eyes.
"Han Muqing, are you really not going to give me any face at all?" Li Junxiang raged.
"Give you face? Pardon my bluntness, but if it weren't for riding the coattails of your old man, what are you anyway? Now, both of you leave this place immediately, or else I'll call security." Han Muqing's gaze was dripping with contempt.
"You... Fine, I'll remember this! Don't end up regretting it later!" Li Junxiang's expression shifted slightly. Having his face slapped by Han Muqing in front of everyone filled him with such intense humiliation that his originally handsome facial features twisted out of shape.
Chen Feiyu gave a light, dismissive chuckle and said with contempt, "A stray dog dares to talk about courage? Fine, remember this: my name is Chen Feiyu, and I'd love to see what methods you have that could make us regret anything. Wife, let's go, there's no need to waste time on trash like this."
"Mm," Han Muqing replied obediently, acting just like a doting little wife.
The surrounding employees looked at Chen Feiyu with awe; someone who could get Li Junxiang fired with a single word was definitely not someone to be trifled with.
Gripping Han Muqing's hand, Chen Feiyu turned and headed toward the elevator, speaking as they walked: "Who hasn't been talked about behind their back, and who isn't talking about others behind theirs? That's human nature, and I can understand it—but that doesn't mean I can tolerate it.
Especially when it comes to malicious slander and smear campaigns against my girlfriend behind her back, that crosses my bottom line. You cannot afford to bear my wrath, so you'd better look out for yourselves."
How utterly domineering!
Han Muqing felt as though she were enveloped in happiness. Squeezing Chen Feiyu's hand, she wore a doting, infatuated expression like a helpless little woman.
The surrounding employees stood frozen, bizarre expressions replacing one another on their faces.
With zero rank or position in the Mingji Trade Building, and merely acting as the president's boyfriend, Chen Feiyu actually dared to bark orders inside the company. Did he really think the Mingji Trade Building belonged to his family?
President Han had always been shrewd; why on earth would she let her boyfriend throw his weight around like this in the company? Even if she was the president, Xie Anxiang was still the true helmsman in reality—wasn't she worried that old Master Xie would blame her?
The female employees, however, saw it entirely differently. To fly into a rage and slaughter an entire town just for a beauty—such a domineering yet handsome boyfriend was simply every woman's dream lover.
Watching Chen Feiyu and Han Muqing's retreating figures, many of the female employees cast looks of envy and jealousy.
"Junxiang, I don't care, you *have* to get revenge for this ultimate humiliation today! I want that cheap bitch Han Muqing to kneel before me and apologize!" Wang Yanhong said bitterly.
"Shut your mouth! I will definitely get payback for this." Hatred burned fiercely in Li Junxiang's eyes.
As Chen Feiyu and Han Muqing stepped into the elevator and the doors were just about to close, an anxious girl's voice suddenly rang out from outside: "Wait, wait..."
Following closely behind, a pretty girl hurriedly rushed inside. Upon seeing Han Muqing, she hurriedly stammered, "Good morning, President." Then, looking surprised, she added, "Eh? Isn't this Mr. Chen? You're here too?"
Chen Feiyu smiled and said, "So it's you. If I remember correctly, you're President Han's secretary, right?"
"That's right," Liu Qinqin replied with pride.