In my past life, I, the wealthy daughter, was a stepping stone for Fu Yanshen, who came from a bodyguard background and transcended social classes.
I was a tool to highlight his deep affectio...
The boy's ears turned visibly red with anxiety.
That's very interesting.
I stopped teasing him.
A long, long time ago, I used to flirt with Fu Yanshen in the same way.
At that time, he was my bodyguard.
Once, as soon as he got on the bus and sat down, I clung to him like an octopus.
I shoved the phone screen right in front of his eyes; it showed a very explicit bedroom photo.
"Fu Yanshen, my fiancé has found another casual sex partner, and I want to make him feel disgusted too..."
I mustered my courage and rubbed my soft breasts against his well-tailored black suit.
He remained unmoved, his ascetic, pale face displaying his usual aloof and detached expression.
"What, you're not good in that area?" I persisted, teasing him relentlessly.
But my ears felt like they were on fire.
His sexy Adam's apple bobbed up and down, but his eyes were cold. "Miss, please have some self-respect."
I let go of him and laughed, "Just kidding. Our little Fu is the best, so chaste."
Later, I realized that his talk of chastity was just a way of saying he disliked me.
*
In the video, my dad was so happy when he heard that I was going to work at the company that he slapped his thigh repeatedly.
He desperately wants me to find something serious to do, instead of constantly threatening divorce and finding new love, so that he'll be terrified of my marriage with Fu Yanshen.
He personally called the general manager of Oriental Entertainment, a subsidiary of Shengshi Group, to arrange a position for me and sign Muye at a high price.
My dad was worried that I would be idle, so he deliberately arranged for me to work as an agent.
The company's office is located on the twelfth floor of the Shengshi Group Building.
I received the same treatment as other employees and went through the proper onboarding process.
After completing the formalities, I came out of the HR department on the top floor and passed by the conference room door. A familiar sweet almond aroma wafted into my nose.
"Sister-in-law... Sister-in-law!"
It was summer.
She had just come out of the meeting room and almost bumped into me. She looked me up and down before calling out timidly.
"I almost didn't recognize you."
Today I'm wearing a burgundy suit, with my hair in a low ponytail parted in the middle and bright red lipstick, looking every bit the career woman boss, quite unlike my usual socialite/heiress style.
"When you see me in the future, don't call me 'sister-in-law,' call me Miss or Manager Sheng."
As we were talking, I flashed my employee ID at her.
He didn't want to talk to her, so he left after saying that.
"Sister-in-law, do you have some misunderstanding about me?"
She went around to the front of me and blocked my way.