After Being Betrayed I Married the Glamorous CEO-Chapter 99: Immature Men, I Look Down on You!
BANG!
With a light tap of his finger, Shen Fanyun caused Wang Fuqing and his entire desk to explode. The scene terrified everyone present, including Wang Fuqing himself. "This..."
Whether it was Wang Fuqing or the lackeys he had brought along, they were merely small-time thugs who were a bit tougher than the average person—classic bullies who preyed on the weak and feared the strong. Encountering someone as fierce as Shen Fanyun, they froze on the spot, utterly terrified. Wang Fuqing sat on the ground, gasping for breath. His forehead was bleeding, a terrifying sight.
"When I try to reason with you, you’d better listen," Shen Fanyun sneered, squatting in front of Wang Fuqing. "Otherwise, your fate will be even worse." He pointed to the scattered contract papers on the floor. "Who is the debtor?"
"Su... Su Ke," Wang Fuqing stammered.
Shen Fanyun asked again, "Are you sure?"
Wang Fuqing nodded, pointing to his own head. "Positive. The old man and I finalized the contract personally."
"Then why aren’t you going after that old beast instead of making a ruckus here?"
Wang Fuqing was rendered speechless. Making Su Xiyang repay the debt was fundamentally unreasonable, even if she and Su Ke were family. Taking a step back, even if Su Xiyang did have to repay the debt, her consent would be required. Who just saddles someone with a twenty-million-yuan debt out of the blue? Besides, the interest on that loan was terrifying. However, this was that old beast Su Ke’s problem to deal with. Shen Fanyun had no intention of cleaning up the old scoundrel’s mess. In fact, he wouldn’t mind if the old bastard suffered a fate worse than death. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
"Get out!" Shen Fanyun warned. "If you dare come bother Xi Yan with this nonsense again, I’ll chop off your legs!"
Wang Fuqing knew Shen Fanyun wasn’t someone to be trifled with. At least for now, he was in the weaker position, and a wise man knows when to retreat. Thus, he scrambled to his feet and beat a hasty retreat.
"Alright, that’s settled," Shen Fanyun said, clapping his hands as he walked over to Su Xiyang.
Su Xiyang anticipated his move. She ducked her head back, perfectly dodging his lecherous hand. "I’m not in a good mood right now. Don’t touch me."
"Ah, that’s where you’re wrong. Perhaps a little touch is exactly what you need to feel better."
Su Xiyang was speechless.
"Get lost." Su Xiyang quickly gathered her personal belongings and, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, handed them to Shen Fanyun. "Help me carry these downstairs."
Since she hadn’t found a new office yet, Su Xiyang had all her personal belongings sent to the Yunxiao Hotel. During this time, she would also be staying there temporarily. She was borrowing Shen Fanyun’s logic: the room was always ready, so not using it would be a waste. Besides, waking up every day in a presidential suite of several hundred square meters was a luxury not just anyone could enjoy. The only downside was that Shen Fanyun was also staying there. Su Xiyang realized she had willingly boarded a pirate ship!
"I’m going to rest for a while." Su Xiyang had no interest in flirting with Shen Fanyun. She simply finished packing her clothes and lay down on the soft bed.
Shen Fanyun shrugged, wondering, Should I go for a drink? As Hangcheng City’s highest-rated hotel, the Yunxiao Hotel’s cuisine and beverages were top-notch. Moreover, upon his return, Shen Fanyun had specifically asked Shen Junhuan to cellar a batch of fine wine for him here. "Alright, I’ll go enjoy it myself."
Just as Shen Fanyun reached the ground floor, he immediately noticed a steady stream of high-end luxury cars arriving at the hotel entrance: Maybachs, Bentleys, Rolls-Royces, and more. Is there a banquet today? However, he couldn’t be bothered to investigate. Hangcheng City was massive, with a population of at least twenty million, so it was perfectly normal for banquets to be held here every few days. Besides, not long ago, he had explicitly reminded the hotel management that a business in the service industry should embrace the public, not just create barriers. Therefore, the Yunxiao Hotel had started catering to the general public, and business had increased several-fold. Of course, with its prices, the place remained a favorite haunt for the wealthy and influential.
A beautiful figure stepped down from a prestigious Rolls-Royce. She was dressed in a red evening gown, her neck adorned with a pearl necklace, giving her a noble yet aloof air. Standing a slender and statuesque five feet seven inches tall, she was undoubtedly the center of attention.
Shen Fanyun’s steps faltered. What a coincidence. Why did I have to run into her? Li Qiuchan!
Hangcheng’s renowned Crown Princess Consort is about to be married. As the saying goes, a happy occasion lifts the spirits. She must be enjoying this feeling of being the center of attention, right? Indeed, she was certainly putting on a grand show. After all, she was the Crown Princess Consort. Merely exiting the car required four attendants to wait on her. One opened the door, another held the train of her evening gown, and a third led the way... And someone is even holding an umbrella? Isn’t that a bit much? It’s a beautiful, sunny day. Is a parasol really necessary? Oh, right, a crowd of reporters is also gathered at the hotel entrance. Even from a distance, they’re aiming their long-lensed cameras at Li Qiuchan, snapping away. Celebrities are so much trouble!
"Miss Li, please take your time," an attendant reminded her quietly, his voice dripping with fawning sycophancy.
A wave of applause erupted from the crowd gathered on both sides of the hotel entrance.
"Qiuchan, you look so beautiful today."
"What do you mean, today? Our Qiuchan has been beautiful since she was a little girl."
"In all of Hangcheng City, how many can compare to Qiuchan’s beauty?"
The compliments were endless. The atmosphere of laughter and applause clearly pleased Li Qiuchan, a look of satisfaction spreading across her face. But as she looked up, the smile on her face froze. She had spotted Shen Fanyun.
Shen Fanyun sighed inwardly. He really didn’t want to deal with this woman, at least not right now.
Li Qiuchan stood there, silent and puzzled. Then, her good friend Xu Bingqing’s earnest warnings echoed in her mind: that Shen Fanyun was still hopelessly obsessed with her and would likely pester her endlessly; that he was bad news, and if she didn’t crush his hopes, he would pop up unexpectedly and make her miserable.
He followed me all the way to the Yunxiao? How did he know my schedule for today? Li Qiuchan’s feelings were complicated. Part of her was proud that her powerful charm had kept Shen Fanyun captivated for a decade, but at the same time, she felt irritated and anxious. I do not want Shen Fanyun to appear at such an important event. In my mind, he doesn’t even belong here! If he does something impulsive or inappropriate, it will reflect badly on me.
"Am I really so important to you that you’d abandon all else?" Li Qiuchan murmured to herself. When she looked up again, Shen Fanyun was already walking away.
Is he pretending to be indifferent, as if he doesn’t care at all? In my eyes, such a petty move can only be described with one word: childish. The more he pretends to be nonchalant, the more it proves it. It proves that I, Li Qiuchan, hold a place in his heart that no other woman could ever replace!
