Fu Chengyi strode over, his cold eyes closing in on him, and said, "Do you know that she didn't do that at all? Someone deliberately framed her. But what about you? Have you heard her explanation?"

“I gave her a chance to explain, but she refused to,” he roared.

Fu Chengyi was so angry that he gripped Gu Yuan's collar tightly: "How is she supposed to explain this to someone who doesn't trust her at all?"

Gu Yuan forcefully shook him off, and roared angrily, "It's not that I don't believe her, it's that she wanted to leave on her own. And as for your business, I haven't settled accounts with you yet!"

Fu Cheng narrowed his eyes and curled the corners of his mouth. "What right do you have to argue with me? You can't even manage your own woman, and now you come here to take your anger out on me. How capable do you think you are?"

After saying that, he burst into laughter, but the sound was somewhat mournful, and it was unclear whether he was laughing at himself or at Gu Yuan.

The fire that had been burning in Gu Yuan's heart for so long was finally ignited. He disregarded his image and threw a punch at Fu Chengyi's face, leaving him somewhat bewildered.

"This punch was for Fu Hange." His voice was terrifyingly low, and his eyes were almost bleeding.

Fu Cheng stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, walked over, and lifted Gu Yuan's collar.

The stench of blood assaulted Gu Yuan's face: "You are not good enough for her."

"Whether you're worthy or not isn't for you to decide. Let me tell you, she's my woman. If you dare to get close to her again, believe me, I'll have you crippled right now."

He pulled his hand away from Fu Chengyi's grasp, and instead pointed at Fu Chengyi's chest, saying slowly and deliberately, "You'd better stay out of my business with her."

Gu Yuan was like a lion that had just fallen asleep, startled and ready to devour someone. He exuded a murderous aura, cold and devoid of any warmth.

Gu Yuan straightened his clothes and bumped into Fu Chengyi.

He said coldly in Fu Chengyi's ear, "You'd better get lost."

Fu Chengyi glanced at him sideways, his eyes fierce: "This is not something you can decide."

Gu Yuan sneered and quickly left the area.

He didn't want to stay in this filthy place for even a second longer.

As soon as Mingheng returned, Bai Xin handed him a cup of coffee and asked eagerly, "Mr. Gu, where did you go today?"

Gu Yuan took a sip of coffee and said calmly, "I need to report to you when I do things."

Bai Xin was so anxious that she stammered, "No, that's not what I meant. I just wanted to tell you that I've already arranged things for you regarding the collaboration with Chen Yuan last time, and it'll be the day after tomorrow."

"Cancel," he answered without hesitation.

"Why? Do you know we desperately need funds right now?" Bai Xinlian's eyebrows furrowed.

Gu Yuan said with a stern face, "Even if we need funds, we don't need to cooperate with a scoundrel like Chen Yuan."

Bai Xin looked at him incredulously: "Even if they are despicable people, you still have to prioritize the big picture in business. When did you become like this?"

"I said no, and that's final." He suddenly straightened up and smashed the cup in his hand to pieces.

The loud noise echoed throughout the office, and Bai Xin froze in place, startled.

"You'd better mind your own business." He looked at Bai Xin with gloomy eyes.

Bai Xin then left. She didn't know when it started, but he had become so intimidating. Gu Yuan, who had never really lost his temper with her before, had suddenly become like this.

She was still somewhat disheartened.

It was that woman, Fu Hange, who forced him to become like this.

For a moment, she even wished she could tear Fu Hange to pieces.