"Do you want to see something? Do I need to take it off for you to see..."

  Yang Mu Xiao's line of sight around, because of the strong light on top of his head, scattered a circle of halos, the person pressed on his body. Along with this person's voice, it seemed like an illusion.

  Gu Qingcheng's kiss had moved from Yang Fuxiao's earlobe to the side of her face, a light peck on the corner of her lips, and then he bit down on the collar of her shirt at the base of her neck, instantly clearing the haze from Yang Fuxiao's mind.

  She placed her hands on Gu Qingcheng's chest, clenched into fists, and pressed against the dense muscles of his chest. "Mr. Gu, you're drunk, I thought you were asleep just now. I was wiping your face, I didn't think about looking at anything, get up first, I'll support you to the bed..."

  All the strength in Gu Qingcheng's body was pressed onto Yang Fuxiao. It was heavy, making her a little breathless, and her chest seemed to be burning with a fierce fire, while Gu Qingcheng's kiss on her lips was the fuse that ignited it, and as his gentle and dense kisses fell, the fire in her heart also burst out at the same time.

  However, Yang Fu Xiao still had a thread of rationality left in her mind, struggling and escaping inch by inch. At the moment when Gu Qing Cheng bit her lip again, Yang Fu Xiao dodged to the side.

  "Gu Qingcheng, are you pretending to be drunk?! In fact, you're not even drunk at all, right?!"

  However, whether Yang Fu Xiao was gentle or tough, it didn't matter to Gu Qing Cheng. He still used the tip of his nose to nuzzle Yang Fu Xiao's jawline, trying to use his teeth to open the tight collar of her dress.

  Yang Mo Xiao's nose twitched as she caught the scent of a lady's perfume that had rubbed off onto Gu Qing Cheng's body, although it was already very faint, but to her it smelled very annoying.

  She scrunched up her face, pinching Gu Qingcheng's stiff chest hard, and when she got angry, she wanted to open her mouth to bite: "Gu Qingcheng! If you want to get on me, go wash off the smell on your body first!"

  Gu Qingcheng narrowed his eyes, seemingly a bit dazed. Yang Duoxiao took advantage of this moment to push him with force, but Gu Qingcheng suddenly tightened his grip on her waist, as if exerting strength.

  Gu Qingcheng didn't say another word after that one sentence which had almost scared the soul out of Yang Fu Xiao, and Yang Fu Xiao looked into Gu Qingcheng's eyes, unable to tell for a moment whether he was drunk or sober.

  But on the carpet between the sofa and coffee table. A desperate struggle of "you don't let me kiss you, I must kiss" began.

  Although there was a difference in strength between men and women, Gu Qingcheng had drunk too much wine and his strength couldn't keep up. Yang Fuxiao used her cunning to dodge and kick, her arm against Gu Qingcheng's elbow, her knee bent to strike his thigh. Since Gu Qingcheng's pants had been stripped off by Yang Fuxiao earlier, he was now naked and rubbing against Yang Fuxiao's leg, a hint of ambiguity rising gradually.

  Just then, the bathroom door suddenly opened from inside.

  Yang Zixiao suddenly stopped his actions, looked up and saw a pair of bare feet first, then the woman's slender legs, and above that... wrapped in a bath towel, her long hair was wet and dripping, a beautiful bathing beauty.

  Before Yang could open his mouth at dawn, this woman had already taken the initiative.

  "Are you a waiter? What are you doing?"

  The woman had already pounced on Yang Fuxiao's hand and pulled up Gu Qingcheng, who was being pressed down by Yang Fuxiao.

  With the help of this beautiful woman wrapped in a bath towel, Yang Wuxiao finally got up from the ground. She still had to thank Gu Qingcheng for wearing this tightly wrapped dress, even after intense struggling and fighting, she didn't have to worry about being disheveled.

  The woman's strength was clearly insufficient, and she couldn't steady her pace while pulling the big lummox Gu Qingcheng, so she fell backwards all of a sudden.

  Yang Furong closed her eyes and indeed heard a loud "ah" cry, followed by a thud, probably from hitting the back of her head on the floor.

  This area has no carpet.

  Gu Qingcheng leaned against the wall to steady himself, slightly narrowing his eyes, and it seemed that he was finally awake. Suddenly, he let out a retch and rushed into the bathroom.

  The woman got up from the ground, her bath towel scattered, revealing a pair of proud breasts inside. If it were a man now, his eyes would be rolling in all directions.

  Yang Mo Xiao pouted, and Gu Qing Cheng couldn't help but wonder if he really liked this turbulent situation?

  "What did you come in here for? Get out now! Who allowed you to come in?"

  The woman covered herself with her bathrobe, as if Yang Xiao was a despicable lecher standing in front of her right now. She pinched her waist and pointed at him with an air of authority.

  "Heh heh, what identity are you asking me with now?" Yang Fuxiao shook her head, "Sister, the one you're scolding is my boyfriend. I haven't even said a word yet, and you're already pointing at my nose and scolding me like this. Is that really okay?"

  This woman seems a bit tongue-tied, Yang Bufang was certain that she must be a professional mistress, and it's likely that she had encountered the wife coming to catch her husband cheating before, so she felt a little guilty.

  Should she pretend to be a vicious wife and directly go up to slap her face and grab her hair?

  She is also guilty conscience.

  She's not even considered a legitimate wife of Gu Qingcheng, and their marriage hasn't been officially registered yet.

  Moreover, her approach to Gu Qingcheng was also intentional.

  Behind the woman, Gu Qingcheng also came out of the bathroom, his shirt untidy and simply took it off, bare-chested, leaning against the door frame, a pair of sharp black eyes staring fixedly at Yang Fuxiao, as if wanting to see through her.

  Yang Mu Xiao's heart sank, thinking it was all over, did they still need to continue with the act?

  "But I genuinely like him, he's been fed up with you for a long time, love doesn't distinguish between who came first or last, it's just about feeling right."

  Another consummate actor.

  The woman in front of her was on the verge of tears, wiping away a tear drop from the corner of her eye as if it was about to fall. She suddenly changed and puffed herself up, "I will defend my own love!" Immediately, she transformed into a proud and arrogant appearance, as if there were no distinctions between mistress and wife in this world, as long as you liked someone, marriage could be set aside.

  Gu Qingcheng hugged his arms, with a hint of a smile at the corner of his lips.

  Yang Mo Xiao took a glance at the woman in the bathrobe in front of her, then looked back at Gu Qing Cheng behind her, and suddenly felt a bit weak in the knees.

  She saw a bottle of brandy on the wine cabinet next to her, took it directly, pulled out the stopper and gulped two mouthfuls. Her throat suddenly felt fiery and the sensation spread all the way to her stomach. She wiped her mouth fiercely.

  Wine can give courage to a coward!

  The woman in the bathrobe stretched out her hand to intercept, her eyes fixed on the wine bottle in Yang Fuxiao's hand, sticky and hesitant, "Ah..."

  Yang Fuxiao put the wine bottle back on the wine cabinet, looked over and was about to start a war with this woman. She directly kicked her leg on the half-opened wine cabinet door. After all, she is playing the role of Gu Qingcheng's legitimate wife now, and the role-playing must be thorough.

  The woman didn't cooperate at all, turned around and went to the bathroom to grab her clothes and bag. "I'm leaving, goodbye. I won't be doing this business with you. Wishing you two a hundred years of harmony."

  He then snatched away the wine bottle Yang Xiao had just taken two big gulps from and smiled: "This is mine."

  The door creaked open with a loud noise and then returned to silence.

  At this time, Yang Fuxiao actually wanted to stop the fighting woman who had already opened the door. At least with a third person in the room, she wouldn't be alone facing Gu Qingcheng, whose heart was trembling with fear.

  It seems that Gu Qingcheng's wine has completely woken up, and he also took a shower. His hair is slightly wet and messy, like a bad boy's spiky hair, with water droplets still on it.

  "What are you doing here?"

  "Didn't you ask Dong Zhe to pick me up?" Yang Fu Xiao looked puzzled for a moment, then smiled and stood still on the spot. "Mr. Gu, do...you want to put on your clothes first?"

  Although Gu Qingcheng has a good figure, she is now negotiating rather than seducing.

  Gu Qingcheng suddenly stood up and walked towards Yang Fuxiao, under the lamp light, step by step getting closer and closer, Yang Fuxiao surprisingly felt an urge to retreat.

  Just now, I was just a little bit away from stripping off Gu Qingcheng's underwear and seeing the position of his right buttocks. It was just that one little bit, what a pity! And to make matters worse, Gu Qingcheng discovered it too.

  But was Gu Qingcheng drunk or sober just now? Or did he only sober up after taking a bath...

  "Then..."

  "Have you felt uncomfortable?"

  "Huh?"

  What's the problem?

  He pointed to the position where the bottle of wine was just taken away by the fighting woman above the wine cabinet, "There's something added in that bottle of wine."

  Yang Fuxiao didn't react for a moment, and suddenly remembered the gaze of the fighting woman after drinking, as well as taking clothes and bags, and even taking the bottle of wine on the wine cabinet when leaving. Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he covered his throat with one hand, "Isn't it poison?"

  In an instant, her mind flashed through hundreds of poisonous drugs that could kill with a single drop of blood from ancient times to the present.

  Actually, there is also the worst option...

  Gu Qingcheng shook his finger, leaned in close to Yang Moxiao's face, and the next second kissed her lips, sticking to her lip print saying two words.

  "Spring medicine."

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  Her mind went blank for two seconds, like a vast expanse of white snowfield, suddenly appeared a black dot, the black dot gradually expanded, gradually expanding, and eventually engulfed the entire snowfield.

  Gu Qingcheng's hand on Yang Muxiao's lower back suddenly moved forward, pressing against Yang Muxiao's abdomen. "Do you feel anything?"

  Although it's just a little disturbance, it already has the momentum of a prairie fire.

  Yang Moxiao hadn't felt the sensation of being consumed by desire for almost three years, and when he finally did feel it again after three years, it was under the influence of medication!

  The man in front of her, Gu Qingcheng, seemed like a huge iceberg, touching the muscles on his chest and back, making her want to go further, and further, as if it could ease the sparks that burst out from within her.

  However, Gu Qingcheng suddenly took a step back, propping himself up with his arms, and looked at Yang Fuxiao's suddenly dazed eyes. "You want me?"

  At the moment when her desire was about to swallow up her reason, she nodded slightly.

  She couldn't imagine what kind of expression her face would have, now that she was about to be consumed by the emptiness within herself. All she could see was Gu Qingcheng two steps away from her, his eyes dim and subtly rippling.

  She bit her tongue hard and refused bluntly, "Don't want to!"

  Gu Qingcheng leaned in closer, beyond a safe distance, their foreheads touching, breaths intertwining, "Really don't want to?"

  Really, as long as Gu Qingcheng wants, the current evil charm is enough to disturb any woman's heart.

  What's more, she is a woman who is being tormented and needs relief.

  Yang Mo's breathing became increasingly rapid, and she couldn't help but lean forward to kiss Gu Qingcheng's somewhat chilly lips. She restrained herself from the increasingly violent heartbeat, as if a heart was about to jump out of her chest cavity.

  In the next second, before Gu Qingcheng could react, she pushed him away fiercely and rushed into the bathroom, slamming the door shut with a bang.

  In front of the floor mirror, a woman with a peach blossom complexion, a pair of eyes shining with water light, flowing and turning, showing her charm.

  Is this person Yang Fuxiao himself?

  If there were cracks in the ground, she would probably have dug directly into them, and in front of Gu Qingcheng, it was simply shameful to death.

  Now if she were to take advantage of the effects of the drug and have a relationship with Gu Qingcheng, what would happen to Xu Mochen, who has been on her mind all along? Moreover, Gu Qingcheng might look down on her even more, and the crime of being a nymphomaniac would be added to her list.

  She walked to the bathtub, directly adjusted the temperature of the showerhead to cold water, and poured it directly on her head and body. The black skirt on her body was instantly soaked with water, wet and sticky on her skin. However, the cold water relieved the flames that had risen from her lower abdomen, although the water was very cold, she gritted her teeth and persisted.

  Gu Qingcheng was increasingly feeling like Xu Mochen, she absolutely couldn't let Gu Qingcheng look down on her.

  Just outside the bathroom door, Gu Qingcheng was suddenly pushed hard from behind by Yang Fu Xiao, it was really beyond his expectation, he steadied himself against the wall and heard the sound of rushing water coming from inside the bathroom.

  My head is hurting a bit, I indeed drank too much just now and got a little drunk.

  But why did Yang Fu Xiao appear in this club?

  "It was Dong Zhe who brought me over."

  These are Yang's own words.

  He rubbed his brow, picked up a white shirt from the clothes rack and put it on, sat down on the sofa, shook out a cigarette from the box, lit it and put it to his lips, then took out his phone from under the coffee table, flipped through the call log, and indeed there was a dialed call to Dong Zhe.

  Gu Qingcheng lit a cigarette, and the person in the bathroom still hadn't come out.

  He stood up and walked towards the bathroom, the door was not locked, he directly pulled it open, Yang Fuxiao was sitting next to the bathtub, still holding a shower head in his hand, his hair was wet and stuck to his face, hearing the sound he looked towards the doorway, his eyes were a bit red.

  Gu Qingcheng slightly furrowed his brow, stepped directly over the water on the ground, snatched the lotus-shaped hair clip from Yang Mochen's hand and tossed it into the bathtub, then directly swept her up in his arms and carried her out of the bathroom.

  Just now, Gu Qingcheng's body was particularly cool, but now, Gu Qingcheng's body is burning hot, while Yang Fuxiao's cold teeth are trembling slightly.

  Gu Qingcheng put her on the bed, directly stretched out his hand to pull at her skirt, from the chest down, tore a long, long slit in the fabric.

  Yang brushed off the hand: "No need, I took a cold shower and I'm not cold anymore. Earlier, I only had two small sips of wine, so the dosage shouldn't be too much, and now it's not uncomfortable..."

  Gu Qingcheng's fingers were clasped on the fabric of Yang Fuqiao's chest, his curved fingers just touching her smooth chest, with a deep gaze.

  "So you're planning on wearing those wet clothes all day?"

  "Oh," Yang Xiao finally understood that Gu Qingcheng just wanted to help her take off her wet clothes, she waved her hand, "I'll do it myself, thank you Mr. Gu."

  Yang Fu Xiao got up from the bedside, and Gu Qing Cheng's hand strength was very strong, directly tearing open a mouthful of Yang Fu Xiao's clothes. Her originally pale face immediately floated with a layer of red glow.

  Gu Qingcheng still sat on the edge of the bed, without any intention of avoiding him.

  "Mr. Gu, can you..." Yang Mu Xiao said, opening his mouth.

  Gu Qingcheng stood up directly, took his mobile phone from the back of the sofa and walked towards the balcony.

  Yang brushed off the dawn, taking advantage of his getting up and walking towards the balcony, decisively tore off the torn wet skirt and threw it aside, just about to take off the last layer, she suddenly thought...

  What will she wear after taking it off?

  As Gu Qingcheng walked to the balcony door, he suddenly thought of this problem, turned his head back, Yang Fuxiao raised his eyes and looked at him, only to realize that he was naked without any cover, his face flushed all the way to the base of his neck, hastily spreading the quilt to block himself, his heart beating rapidly.

  Gu Qingcheng's mind went blank for a moment before she regained her composure and said, "You...first use the quilt to cover yourself, I'll call Fang Shu to come and bring you some clothes."

  Yang Mu Xiao also took two seconds to find her voice back: "Okay, thank you!"

  Gu Qingcheng walked onto the balcony and first made a phone call to Fang Shu, asking him to go to Yang Moxiao's room to pack a set of clothes.

  "Okay."

  Ever since three years ago, Gu Qingcheng was brought into the board of directors by Shen Sanbao to become the current MSC president. Fang Shu has been following Gu Qingcheng's side as entrusted by Shen Sanbao, but he has never had any woman like Yang Fuxiao.

  Although Gu Qingcheng's approach was often disagreed by Fang Shu, it cannot be denied that his ruthless and decisive actions in the business world were indeed effective.

  Shen Sanbo had repeatedly reminded her that if she found anything unusual about Gu Qingcheng, she must report to him in time.

  But is this behavior considered unusual?

  "Director Gu..."

  Just before Gu Qing hung up the phone, he suddenly heard Fang Shu's voice on the other end of the line. He put the phone back to his ear, "What is it?"

  Fang Shu said: "Alright, I'll send it over in half an hour."

  Gu Qingcheng hung up Fang Shu's phone and received Tina's call.

  "Little Gu Gu, your sister is back from abroad!"

  Tina has always been passionate and generous, and her nickname for Gu Qingcheng is also varied. She even called Gu Qingcheng "Little Sweetie" once, but Gu Qingcheng just narrowed his eyes slightly, while the person who was working with Tina to set up a studio got goosebumps all over his body.

  Gu Qingcheng fiddled with the lighter in his hand, staring at the orange flame jumping on it, and the light blue flame wrapped around it, casting a reflection on his pupils, shining out two small flames.

  "Never mind, I won't bother you anymore," Tina said with a bright smile. "I know I've disturbed your romantic getaway again. You go ahead and be affectionate, I'll give Little Pei a call... by the way, what time is it in the US now?"

  Tina, this woman has a quirk, every time she sleeps with a man, she becomes particularly sensitive and wants to talk and vent. Originally, before Pei San was sent abroad by his father, Tina would often call Pei San under the guise of not disturbing Gu Qingcheng's romantic moments. Now, due to the time difference on Pei San's end, she needs to wait a bit, so she might as well not bother seeking him out anymore.

  "Alright, in two days I'll set up a gathering. Since you and your little lover haven't gone back yet, come together then. Last time I left in a hurry and didn't even give you a red envelope..."

  Gu Qingcheng stood on the balcony for a while, blowing in the night wind. After calculating the time, Fang Shu should have arrived soon, so he turned around and went back to his room.

  On the bed was a fluffy quilt, Yang Bufei was wrapped in it with only her small face exposed, about the size of a palm, and her complexion was slightly abnormally red.

  He tossed his phone onto the desk, walked over and sat down beside the bed, reaching out to gently touch Yang Xiao's forehead.

  As expected, a bit low-key.

  Gu Qingcheng furrowed his brow and was about to get up and leave when Yang Xiao, who was lying behind him with half-open eyes, reached out from under the quilt and grasped his hand with soft fingers.

  "Mu Hang, don't go."

  Gu Qingcheng stood in front of the bed, looked at Yang Fu Xiao for a few seconds, bent down and kissed her forehead: "I'm not leaving, I'll go make you a bowl of ginger soup."

  "Uh-huh."

  Yang Mu Xiao listened to Gu Qing Cheng's answer and then closed his eyes again.

  ………………

  It's really like an illness comes like a mountain and goes like pulling out silk threads. Yang Zhenzhen had a high fever half a month ago, and since then she has been feeling weak, plus her period just ended, so this time she stayed in bed for several days again. Every day, Gu Qingcheng would invite a five-star chef to make all sorts of nourishing dishes for her, and after being pampered for a few days, she felt like the baby fat on her face had returned.

  After being cooped up in the house for a long time, I became especially lively when I came out.

  In the evening, there was a banquet hosted by Fang Da. As soon as Yang Fuxiao heard about it, he asked to go with Gu Qingcheng.

  "Miss Yang, it's best for you to stay in the hotel now. In two more days, we'll be heading back to C City."

  Fang Shu's implication was that Yang Mochen should not be allowed to make any more trouble, and since he didn't have the physical strength for it anyway, why bother causing a commotion and giving others headaches.

  Gu Qingcheng was standing in front of the mirror tying his tie. He turned around and said: "Secretary Fang, prepare a banquet dress for her."

  "Director Guo, this time..."

  Gu Qingcheng interrupted Fang Shu's words and said: "Go prepare your attire."

  Fang Shu knew Gu Qing Cheng's habits and wouldn't repeat the same sentence twice, so he took a step back: "Yes."

  Yang brushed off the dawn towards Gu Qingcheng, bursting into a brilliant smile. "Thank you, President Gu."

  After that night's events had passed, Gu Qingcheng and Yang Duanxiao both chose not to mention the matter again, and simply turned over a new leaf.

  However, Yang Fu Xiao couldn't see through Gu Qing Cheng's mind, and she still wanted to find an opportunity to take a clear look at whether there were burns on Gu Qing Cheng's right buttock.

  Fang Shu's efficiency was very fast, and in just over ten minutes, he had sent a champagne-colored small evening dress to Yang Fu Xiao. Because it was an off-the-shoulder style, he also prepared a pearl-colored small cape. Yang Fu Xiao's shoulder-length hair was curled at the ends with a curling iron, giving her a delicate and elegant feel.

  Everyone says a woman is beautiful when she is loved by someone, but now who is the one that loves her?

  She glanced back from the floor mirror and saw Gu Qingcheng leaning against the wall, his eyes fixed on her. Their gazes met in the mirror, and Yang Xiao quickly shifted her gaze away, turned around, and smiled sweetly: "What do you think?"

  Gu Qingcheng picked up a tailored suit jacket hanging on the clothes rack and walked out, "You can actually be more mature..."

  Yang Mo Xiao bent down and pulled her skirt, seemingly not very student-like at all. Compared to her previous outfit of hotel uniform or jeans and white T-shirt, this was much better.

  "It would be terrible if people mistook you for my adopted daughter."

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  Those few adopted daughters who appeared on TV, they all have some capital. Yang Fuxiao thought she wasn't good enough yet, but she could recognize a wealthy godfather like Gu Qingcheng, otherwise she would have gotten rid of the Yang family long ago and risen to prominence by now.

  The banquet was held in the hotel hall of the Fangda Group, celebrating the birth of a child to the major shareholder of the Fangda Group, Mr. Sun, and it was a grand celebration with many guests attending, including new nobles from the political arena and big shots from the business world, all of whom were either wealthy or prestigious.

  Before, when Yang Xiao was at the Yang's house, whenever there were banquets and important events that required attendance, Yang Shu Liang and Song Tian Jiao would only bring Yang Su Su along, leaving Yang Xiao behind. Therefore, people outside the family rarely knew about this unknown little daughter of the Yangs, who was also just an adopted daughter.

  Now entering Ya Huan and following Gu Qingcheng's side, I've seen quite a few grand scenes.

  Some theories learned in school really need to be experienced in actual combat to understand some principles. Although Gu Qingcheng is a ruthless and cunning person, Yang Fuxiao has learned something from him during these few days of interaction, even if it's just a tiny bit of what he needs to know when entering the workplace or business world.

  Arrived at the banquet hall outside, stopped the car, and a doorman came forward to open the door, then took care of parking.

  Gu Qingcheng got off the car and paused slightly in front, then Yang Fuxiao walked over from behind, saw Gu Qingcheng's bent arm, and reached out to hold it.

  When Yang Fugao heard some people talking about the chairman of Fangda's board, Sun Lao, he looked around the entire banquet hall and asked: "How old is that Sun Lao?"

  Sixty-five.

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  That's really old enough, and it's not easy to have a son either.

  This banquet is a self-service banquet. After dinner, there will be a T-stage show, and many models will come to walk the show.

  Yang Mu Xiao looked at the decorations and the dishes and wine, roughly estimating that even if it wasn't a billion, 900 million was also possible.

  A waiter passed by, and Yang Fuxiao casually picked up a glass of champagne: "This rich family really is generous, hosting a full-month banquet with such a big hand."

  "Haomen?" On the other side, Gu Qingcheng held a glass of red wine and sneered, "The directors of Fangda are all overnight riches, they don't have any family background."

  Yang Mu Xiao turned around to look at Gu Qing Cheng, just wanting to open his mouth to ask, when Liang Yu Fan walked over from the side.

  Liang Yufan said: "General Gu, I just thought that you wouldn't miss such a banquet."

  Gu Qingcheng turned his face, raised his cup, "Received the invitation letter, how can I not come? However, Mr. Liang is also very open-minded now, coming over to talk to me, isn't he afraid that some of the eyes and ears of the Fangda Board of Directors will see it? Is he going to take the opportunity to pick faults again?"

  Liang Yufan laughed twice: "It's just like what General Gu said, 'A straight body is not afraid of a slanted shadow.'"

  Beside Liang Yufan stood a woman with exquisite makeup, introduced by Gu Qingcheng as Mrs. Liang. She said to Liang Yufan, "I'll go get some desserts." Then she turned to Yang Fuxiao and asked with a smile, "Miss Yang, would you like to come along?"

  Yang Furong was confused for a moment and shook her head: "No, I'll follow Mr. Gu."

  Mrs. Liang's face flashed with a momentary surprise, but she quickly composed herself and smiled at Gu Qingcheng, nodding her head: "Then I'll go first."

  Yang Fuxiao didn't quite understand either, why Mrs. Liang's face would reveal that kind of expression, did she do something wrong?

  Gu Qingcheng leaned in close to her ear, "You go ahead and sit with Mrs. Liang for a bit, I have some things to discuss with Mr. Liang."

  Yang Furong suddenly understood why Mrs. Liang had a slightly surprised expression when she heard her refusal.

  When discussing business, it's always men, and women have to step aside. At such banquets, most guests are men accompanied by their female partners, but there are rarely successful female managers who bring male companions.

  Is it that in the workplace and business world, women can only be accessories to men?

  Yang Furong finished a fruit platter and resentfully inserted a piece of pineapple into her mouth, thinking angrily to herself.

  Mrs. Liang stood on one side, smiling at Yang Fu Xiao: "You just graduated, right?"

  Yang Mu Xiao said frankly: "No, I'm a senior intern at Asia Pacific."

  "With this spirit of a newborn calf not fearing tigers, great, young people all have a pioneering spirit," Mrs. Liang smiled and said, "However, if your self-healing ability is not strong, then be prepared with medicine to avoid getting hurt."

  Yang Fuxiao was taken aback and hadn't had time to ask any questions when Mrs. Liang had already gone over to chat with another wealthy lady.

  Mrs. Liang smiled: "Miss Yang, take your time."

  Yang brushed off the dawn, ate some fruit, and went to the self-service counter to select some dishes. He walked to a secluded corner far from the center of the banquet hall, pulled open the layered curtains in front of him, and looked at the night view outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

  In such an international metropolis, it's really difficult to move up purely by one's own strength. Struggling for a lifetime may not even guarantee being able to buy half a square meter here.

  Suddenly I understood what Mrs. Liang meant by her words just now.

  A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, but as it grows up and hears the tiger's roar, it becomes fearful, retreats and runs away.

  She swayed the wine glass in her hand, glanced at the figures in the banquet hall, and through the wine glass, a strange world was refracted.

  Suddenly, a loud slapping sound came from the direction of the back hall.

  This area has few people and little noise. As soon as Yang Xiao's ears moved, she turned around to look in the direction of the sound.

  A stout man in a black suit is scolding a woman wearing a cheongsam with a high slit.

  The woman had her back to Yang Fu Xiao and could only see that the man had a fat head and big ears, which in business terms meant he was wealthy.

  "Don't forget your identity! If it weren't for your uncle, I wouldn't have let you work as a servant here! Don't be so shameless! Now that I have money, I'm the boss! You're just a prostitute! It's your good fortune that I deigned to touch you, don't be so ungrateful!"

  A stout man with big ears walked over, noticing Yang Fu Xiao looking in that direction and nodding slightly.

  Yang Furong pretended he hadn't seen it and put down the wine cup in his hand, walking towards the waitress who had just been slapped.

  As they walked halfway, the waitress suddenly turned around and rushed towards Feitou Dair, Yang Fuxiao was startled and took a step back.

  The woman in cheongsam pushed the man hard and shouted, "I'm done! Get out of my sight with your money! You think you're superior just because you have money? Bastard!"

  This voice sounds somewhat familiar.

  Fat head and big ears were pushed like this, fell to the ground with a loud crash, I guess it was really not light, the scolding voice became much smaller.

  Yang brushed forward two steps, wanting to take a look at the woman from the front, but did not expect that after pushing and shoving, she didn't stop there. She directly took off her high heel shoe and threw it forward with great force, hitting the fat-headed big-eared man's head and causing blood to flow out.

  Fat Head and Big Ears let out a loud wail and shouted: "Save me! A woman has come to beat people up!"

  The woman climbed out of the fat-headed and big-eared man, her face extremely pale, and retreated two steps back. Taking advantage of the fact that the people in the front hall had not yet rushed over, she turned around to run, but unexpectedly saw Yang Fu Xiao standing not far behind her, staring at him with a look of shock.

  Yang Mu Xiao also understood why this woman's voice sounded so familiar.

  This woman was the one who, just a few days ago, in that magnificent clubhouse, came out of the bathroom in the private room and confronted her with strong words.

  It was that woman who put medicine in the wine, and due to a series of unfortunate events, she drank it herself. Then she took a cold shower, and as a result, she fell ill for several days.

  Hehe.

  It's a narrow road for sworn enemies, and when they meet, their eyes turn red with rage.

  Yang stepped forward and stood directly in front of the side hall door, behind which was a wide and straight corridor. At the end of the corridor were the elevator and safety passage.

  The fighting woman sighed resignedly and pretended to be particularly mature, "At worst, it's just sending the police station, no big deal, I've been there three times this month already."

  Yang brushed off his sleeves and asked with a smile: "You like going into police stations?"

  "Who likes to go to the police station for no reason, who has some connections will go to the police station, I just...". The chicken girl pretended to be impatient and flicked her hand upwards, her eyes meeting Yang Xiao's, "You... aren't..."

  Yang stepped back and shrugged: "Your legs are your own, if you don't run now, just wait for the security guards to come and take you away."

  The female gambler suddenly understood and, imitating an ancient heroic woman, cupped one hand in the other, "Great kindness doesn't need to be thanked!"

  After finishing speaking, she directly kicked off the high-heeled shoe on her other foot and, holding up her skirt, rushed towards the elevator entrance.

  Fat-headed and big-eared, covering the bleeding back of his head with his hands, shouted loudly: "Save me! Someone hit me, come quickly! That man ran away!"

  Yang Mu Xiao watched as the silhouette of the fighting woman disappeared, before turning around. The security guards from the other side of the hall had already rushed over, along with some guests, but most were just there to watch the commotion.

  The fat-headed and big-eared man's head was smashed with a hole, blood dripping onto the floor. A passing lady saw it and couldn't help but scream.

  "My god, it's terrifying."

  "What's going on here?"

  Yang Fu Xiao shook his head and clicked his tongue: "I don't know, looks really pitiful, his head is all bruised."

  She echoed two sentences, then raised her eyes to look inside the hall, glanced around, and looked for Gu Qingcheng's whereabouts. Low hums drew blood.

  But what's even more surprising is that not only did I fail to find Gu Qingcheng, but also couldn't find Liang Yufan. Instead, Mrs. Liang happened to be at a nearby buffet table and walked over upon hearing the commotion here.

  The security guard picked up Fat Head and Big Ears and had someone call 120 for emergency rescue.

  The host of the banquet, Fang Da's person in charge, shouted loudly: "Do you want to get the first-hand news from the reporters outside? Hang up! Old Li, prepare the car and send Director Zhang to the hospital."

  Fat head and big ears, before leaving, did not forget to accuse Yang Xiao standing on the side pretending to be a passerby: "She was the one who watched that cheap woman leave! And she said several words to them, they are in cahoots with each other! Take her away quickly!"

  As Fat Head and Big Ears pointed at Yang Fu Xiao, Yang Fu Xiao, who had just turned around wanting to slip away unnoticed, had no choice but to stop in his tracks and accept the attention of everyone present.

  Yang Mu said frankly: "I don't know the waitress from earlier, I don't even know her name."

  "Qian Duoduo!" Fat Head Big Ears said, "Just now that woman was called Qian Duoduo! You dare to say you don't know her?"

  Yang Mu Xiao heard this name and almost burst out laughing.

  This is how much he loves money, definitely can't get out of his eyes.

  It must be an alias.

  However, even if it was to make Yang Fu Xiao laugh, she couldn't laugh now, because the spearhead of the criticism from Fat Head and Big Ears is now pointing directly at Yang Fu Xiao.

  Yang Furong's expression turned serious, saying: "I don't know what you're talking about. What 'money' are you referring to? Everyone who comes here is either wealthy or of high status. How could they possibly mention money that reeks of copper?"

  One of the people in charge stopped Fat Head and Big Ears from cursing loudly, "You should go to the hospital for bandaging now, don't you think you'll lose too much blood later?" After calming down the guests on site, he went to the front to watch the T-stage show. He turned around and asked Yang Wudao: "You said you didn't know the woman who just ran away?"

  "I don't know."

  "Did you talk to that woman? Why didn't you stop her? Are you doing this on purpose? Who invited you, where is your invitation letter?"

  The person in charge spoke so quickly that Yang Xiao wanted to interrupt and answer, but there was no gap to insert a needle. Until the person in charge took a big breath, she quickly counterattacked: "She can smash the head of the gentleman just now, then she must be able to smash my head too. Why should I stop her and let my own safety not be guaranteed?"

  The person in charge sneered and raised his head. On the door panel on the wall, there was a flashing camera. He said, "Go get the footage."

  There was some commotion in the venue, and the models on the catwalk were a bit disorganized. Even if the person in charge didn't let this incident affect Fangda's reputation, how could there not be any reporters present when there were models, celebrities, and wealthy individuals around?

  Yang Mu Xiao had never experienced such a baptism under the spotlight, facing others' criticism and accusations, she seemed somewhat constrained, her eyes darting across many of the guests present.

  On the second floor above the hall, Gu Qingcheng was holding a glass of wine, with half a cup of champagne, shining brightly.

  "She is looking for you."

  On one side, Liang Yufan leaned against the railing and asked, "Aren't you going down to save the situation?"

  Gu Qing Cheng swirled the remaining champagne in his cup and slightly raised his wrist, "Not going."

  Li Yufan said: "I really don't understand you, sometimes you're like a treasure, and sometimes you can just stand by and watch as if it's none of your business. But the way you're tempering her ability to withstand pressure, are you really trying to groom this little girl into a management position?"

  Gu Qingcheng smiled faintly, not responding. When the crowd below had dispersed, and many people had followed to the monitoring room, he raised his hand and turned over the wine glass. The liquid inside gurgled out, spilling all over the floor, forming a large wine stain. The light from the corridor above reflected off it, casting a faint shadow on its surface.

  "Do you believe it? Some things aren't what I intended."

  Liáng Yǔfán slightly stunned, "What things?"

  Gu Qingcheng looked over and casually placed his wine cup on a nearby table. "Let's go, it's time to take a look downstairs."

  In the monitoring room, Yang Bufei stood upright with his pen.

  On the surveillance video, it is clearly recorded that Qian Duoduo rushed out from behind, violently pushed Zhang Dong forward and knocked him to the ground, then took off her high heel shoe and smashed it on his head. When she tried to escape, Yang Fuxiao indeed blocked her way, and the two began to talk, after which Qian Duoduo ran away.

  "What can this prove?"

  "Turn on the sound!"

  The person in charge of the Fangda Group looked at this woman and couldn't help but want to expose her true nature. Sure enough, as soon as he heard these words, Yang Fuxiao's face turned somewhat pale.

  Can actually record sound? !

  Once the sound is turned on, isn't the conversation content between He and Qian Duoduo exposed soon?

  Actually, Yang Wuxiao's face under her light makeup had already turned a bit pale, the lipstick on her lips was somewhat smudged, and there was a patch of pink powder at the corner of her mouth.

  Sound reproduction

  "Worst case scenario is being sent to the police station, no big deal, I've already been there three times this month."

  "Do you like going into police stations?"

  "Who likes to go to the police station for no reason? Who has some connections will go to the police station! You... aren't..."

  "Your legs are attached to your own body, if you don't run now, just wait for the security guards to come and take you away."

  "No need to thank me for a great kindness!"

  When these words came out of the speakers, each sentence was like a sharp needle that pierced Yang Fuxiao's armor, which he thought had protected himself very well.

  She seems to be born with an inability to lie, and whenever she does, she will definitely be exposed on the spot.

  The person in charge looked at Yang Wu's eyes with a natural disdain: "What else do you have to say now?"

  Yang Mu Xiao is now really speechless, her face slightly red, and she lowered her head.

  Suddenly, a scene flashed through his mind, and it was her standing by the bed eating fruit when she heard that fat-headed and big-eared Fan Qian Du's slap, as well as those disgusting words he shouted...

  "Get the footage from earlier! It was your Director Zhang who made the first move and hit someone, he slapped Money More in the face and scolded him loudly! Get the footage from the corridor entrance!"

  The person in charge slightly changed his expression, "Really? Alright, play back the recording!"

  He turned around and said to the surveillance recorder: "As she said, play back the recording."

  However, in a position where Yang Fu Xiao and the people behind him couldn't see, the person in charge made a gesture to the surveillance video recorder.

  After waiting, what appeared on the monitor was an empty corridor with no one at the entrance, and even the safety passage behind it was not lit!

  Yang Mu Xiao was initially puzzled, but later suddenly realized, "You're not holding the tape from just now!"

  "What nonsense are you talking about!"

  "Robbing the argument with forceful words!"

  Some people behind him sneered: "Just now he was saying that he didn't know anything, really can't see through."

  "Exactly, who brought this person here?"

  "Didn't you sneak in without an invitation?"

  "What's your name?" The person in charge stepped forward, "Go check the guest list of entry and exit registration records!"

  The security guard outside has come in and said: "I just contacted Captain Wang, the police want to take people to the police station for a record, make a transcript."

  At this moment, Yang Xiaoxiao really felt that in this world, there are not only good people, but also many malicious people who make sinister moves behind the scenes. She had thought that except for her family members, the whole world was sunny, but now she realized that the whole world is full of malice.

  And now she can only rely on Gu Qingcheng, who brought her here.

  "It was Gu Qingcheng who brought me here."

  Fang Da's person in charge frowned: "Which Gu Qingcheng?"

  "President of MSC, Gu Qingcheng, I am Mr. Gu's companion, and this can be testified by Mr. and Mrs. Liang Yufan from your company."

  The security guard at the entrance said: "Just saw Mr. Gu leaving."

  Yang Fu Xiao suddenly lifted his head.

  After hearing this sentence, she seemed to have her own sky, a dark sky, and now even the last bright lamp was turned off, and the whole person fell into darkness.

  She also understood that now Fangda Group just wanted someone to stand up and take the pressure, so as to have an explanation for the outside media, but unfortunately, this "flower" was pinned on Yang Fuxiao's head.

  Next, Yang Wuxiao listened more and obediently followed the police to the police station. She was detained overnight at the police station. The next morning, the police began questioning her and taking notes.

  It's not a big deal at all, and Yang Fuxiao is just an onlooker at most. If it weren't for the friendship between Fangda Group and the director, Yang Fuxiao might not even need to go to the police station this time.

  The police were a bit perfunctory, simply registering a few words in the logbook and waving their hand to say: "You can go."

  Yang Feng's eyes were puffy and his face was pale, his body felt light but his feet felt heavy as he walked out, his face full of exhaustion.

  Since his senior year internship began, Yang Xiao had rarely pulled an all-nighter; unexpectedly, this time he was pulling one at the police station.

  Outside the police station, at the street corner, a black sedan was parked.

  Yang Fuxiao recognized it at a glance. This private car was the special dispatch vehicle of Gu Qingcheng in Shanghai, which he had seen many times before.

  She took two steps in the direction of the car and then turned around, starting to walk along the side of the road.

  After walking for about three or four minutes, they arrived at an intersection ahead. Yang Xiao took advantage of the wait for the green light to cross the road and looked back again, seeing that the car was still following not far behind.

  She turned her head in indignation.

  What does he mean? He didn't show up when needed yesterday, and now that he's not needed, he still insists on coming out to bother people.

  The business car honked twice, and Yang Xiao's footsteps paused for a moment.

  Right after that, Yang's mobile phone in his bag rang.

  She glanced at the phone screen and saw the three words "Gu Qingcheng" written on it.

  Yang Fuxiao's fingers circled around her phone, hesitating between the "answer" and "hang up" buttons before finally pressing the answer button.

  She wanted to hear what Gu Qingcheng had to say after all.

  However, the voice coming from the receiver was not Gu Qingcheng, but Dong Zhe.

  Dong Zhe said: "Miss Yang, boss asked me to tell you that if you don't get on the bus this time, then you will never be allowed to get on his bus again."

  Yang Zixiao stopped.

  She turned her head and looked at the black business car. From the front windshield, she could see Dong Zhe driving, so Gu Qingcheng should be sitting in the back.

  She felt that behind the black car window glass, there was a pair of dark eyes staring at her with an inquiring gaze.

  Yang Mu Xiao knew that Dong Zhe's words must have been spoken by Gu Qing Cheng, and only someone like Gu Qing Cheng could say such overbearing and unreasonable things.

  A few beeps of a car horn.

  Yang Mu Xiao only then realized that she was now in the middle of the zebra crossing, while the traffic light ahead had already turned green and was now flashing between green and yellow.

  She just wanted to move, and the vehicle on the side had already started.

  The traffic police blew their whistle and stopped Yang Duoxiao from taking another step forward: "Stand still, don't move!"

  Yang Mu Xiao stood by the railing in the middle of the road, with rows and rows of speeding cars whizzing by her side. She turned around to look at that black business car.

  When the vehicle turned right, the police officer walked over from the side of the road and said, "Follow me... In the future when crossing the road, look at the road and be careful."

  "Uh, thank you, Officer."

  The young-looking traffic police officer's face turned red, and Yang Xiao's previous sentence "police uncle" was also spoken smoothly. Just wanting to change his words, the walkie-talkie behind the traffic police officer rang, as if there was an emergency, and he didn't care about Yang Xiao and ran towards the intersection.

  Yang Mu Xiao's attention was refocused on the business car that Gu Qing Cheng was riding in.

  The business vehicle also drove along with the traffic flow and stopped at a temporary parking lot in front of Yang Fuxiao's section of the road.

  The car seemed like someone in the car, affirmatively, Yang Fuxiao would definitely get on his car, and hurried over.

  She stepped on three-centimeter high heels, trying to use her smiling eyebrows to cover up the fatigue of not sleeping all night. She walked to the car and directly opened the rear door. Inside, Gu Qingcheng looked over with a lazy posture. Yang Fuxiao had a brilliant smile on his face, saying word by word: "See you again!"

  Then, in front of Gu Qingcheng, she slammed the car door with all her might.