Meng Huaijin burst into laughter: "I originally intended to invest in Nancheng, but I didn't expect that this is how the people of Nancheng treat their guests. It's truly disappointing!"

This is a really big label that's really attached to us.

Fu Chenyuan said calmly, "What does your investment have to do with us?"

"Please." This time, the security guards stepped forward forcefully, including Fu Chenyuan's bodyguards.

Meng Huaijin gave Jiang Wanning a cryptic look.

"Your name is Jiang Wanning? Why don't you have the surname Zhao?" This seemingly random question left everyone puzzled.

Only Zhao Xuenan's expression changed instantly.

Jiang Wanning's original surname was Zhao, and her name was Zhao Wanning.

After Meng Huaijin and Zhao Xuenan left, Jiang Wanning looked at Fu Chenyuan and asked, "Is it very troublesome?"

"It's alright. I'll definitely open up the overseas market. The Meng family is very powerful in the neighboring city, but they can't reach into Nancheng."

Tonight, Fu Chenyuan drank a few extra glasses of wine, which was unusual for him.

Those people came forward to offer toasts, but Fu Chenyuan used to refuse them.

Fu Chenyuan was very accommodating today, and everyone had a pleasant conversation, reaching several cooperation agreements.

As soon as they got in the car, Chen Yan drove in front, and Jiang Wanning helped Fu Chenyuan sit down. Fu Chenyuan's head rested on her shoulder.

His hand also wrapped around Jiang Wanning's slender waist, and he snuggled into her arms like a clingy big dog.

"Wife, wife, wife..."

He kept calling out to his wife.

Chen Yan was driving in front, speaking quietly on behalf of his boss.

"Madam, please understand. Mr. Fu must have had too much to drink today. There were quite a few people offering him toasts. They were all potential business partners."

Fu Chenyuan used to disregard these potential partners, but now he believes that he should befriend anyone with the potential for cooperation.

In the past, Fu Chenyuan would never have lowered his proud head.

Jiang Wanning's heart softened, and she showed no impatience whatsoever.

He calls out "wife," and she responds.

In the end, whenever Fu Chenyuan called her, she would answer, "I'm here."

Chen Yan suddenly wanted to be in a relationship.

It turns out that true love is mutual.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Fu Chenyuan usually puts in more effort and pampers Jiang Wanning; now it seems that Jiang Wanning is also willing to pamper Fu Chenyuan.

After sending her home, Fu Chenyuan put half of his weight on Jiang Wanning.

But he was already very restrained; he was unsteady on his feet, his cheeks flushed, and he looked like he was drunk.

Jiang Wanning supported him, and he leaned on her, his long arms and legs holding her like that.

Jiang Wanning hesitated to take a step, so she coaxed him, "Ayuan, lift your foot and walk up the steps."

As soon as they entered the room, before the lights were even turned on, Jiang Wanning was pinned against the wall and kissed by Fu Chenyuan.

His kiss came quickly, and was slightly tinged with alcohol.

Jiang Wanning's limbs went weak from the kiss, and she tried to push Fu Chenyuan away but couldn't budge him.

The person who could barely walk just moments before was like a completely different person once they got home. He didn't even need Jiang Wanning's help and immediately picked her up.

Jiang Wanning gasped and clung tightly to Fu Chenyuan's neck, afraid of being thrown.

Fu Chenyuan did walk a little unsteadily, but he held Jiang Wanning with one arm and protected her head with the other, keeping her completely safe.

Fu Chenyuan carried Jiang Wanning into the bathroom and put her down in the bathtub.

He held Jiang Wanning tightly and made her lie down with him in the bathtub.

The bathtub at home is very large; two people can lie down comfortably in it.

Jiang Wanning was covered in sweat while being held by Fu Chenyuan.

"Wife, you can only look at me."

"I know, A-Yuan, I only love you."

"Even if other men come to bother you, you shouldn't like those other men."

"No, we won't give them a chance to pester us."

"Yes, my wife, I love you the most."

"I love you too, Ayuan."

He leaned over Jiang Wanning, his eyes, slurred with alcohol and lacking their daytime clarity, looked even more alluring and seductive.

When Jiang Wanning was entangled by Fu Chenyuan, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind: Could Fu Chenyuan be pretending to be drunk?

A truly drunk person cannot.

But the thought only flashed through my mind before it was left behind, and I couldn't care less about it.

Jiang Wanning had fallen asleep, and Fu Chenyuan's eyes were clear and lucid, showing no trace of alcohol.

He lowered his head and kissed Jiang Wanning's lips.

"Have you ever given light to anyone else besides me?"

Jiang Wanning didn't understand Meng Huaijin's question, "Why don't you have the surname Zhao?", but Fu Chenyuan did.

Jiang Wanning's surname was indeed Zhao before!

Even when he first found Jiang Wanning, she called him Zhao Wanning.

He would accompany Meng Huaijin no matter what he wanted to do, but he would never allow him to make a move on Jiang Wanning!

*

Inside the hotel, on a luxurious king-size bed, a man emerged wrapped only in a bath towel, his hair still dripping wet, revealing large pectoral muscles and firm abdominal muscles.

Seeing Zhao Xuenan wearing a sexy camisole nightgown, Meng Huaijin's face turned cold: "Who allowed you to come in? Get out!"

Zhao Xuenan bit her lip.

Everyone thought she was Meng Huaijin's woman, but in fact, Meng Huaijin never touched her.

Her hand clutched the thin strap of her nightgown, her voice so sweet it was almost dripping with moisture: "Huaijin, I..."

The next second, Zhao Xuenan screamed and jumped away.

Meng Huaijin picked up the table lamp and smashed it at her without any mercy.

"roll!"

The lamp bulb shattered, and shards flew up and landed on her legs, piercing her skin and causing her to bleed.

Zhao Xuenan didn't care anymore. As if being chased by a demon, she hurriedly left Meng Huaijin's room and returned to her own.

Her heart was pounding.

Meng Huaijin just now looked like he was about to kill someone.

Zhao Xuenan bit her lower lip tightly, until it bled and she tasted blood, but she still didn't let go.

She felt a sense of crisis, always feeling that Meng Huaijin's perception of Jiang Wanning was very different.

If Jiang Wanning didn't have such beauty and was just an ordinary-looking woman, would these men still be protecting her like this?

We can't delay any longer. If we keep dragging it out, even Meng Huaijin might fall head over heels for Jiang Wanning!

*

In the following days, the overseas market was indeed suppressed by the Meng family.

Fu Chenyuan, however, was not in a hurry at all.

He's now operating on two fronts simultaneously. On the surface, he's being attacked by Meng Huaijin, but in the shadows, he's secretly establishing himself. By the time Meng Huaijin discovers this, it will be too late.

Meng Huaijin was scrolling through her phone at that moment.

He came across Jiang Wanning's Weibo.

I also came across Jiang Wanning's graduation video, which was a promotional video for Nanjing University.

With university freshmen about to register in September, Jiang Wanning's video has become even more widely circulated among them.

Many people hope to see such a beautiful girl at university.

Jiang Wanning's paintings, like the woman herself, are breathtakingly beautiful.

He muttered to himself, "I really can't stand it. Such a privileged girl, while I'm just a rat in the gutter."

Zhao Xuenan had finished eating and timidly asked, "Mr. Meng, what is the next step in the plan?"