Nangong Yao looked at Shen Wangshu with the coldest and most gloomy gaze.

No woman has ever dared to speak to him like that.

Especially after learning his identity.

Even if Si Xin is different from others, she is just obedient and sensible. In her eyes, she looks at people with a simple and affectionate gaze, unlike this seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl who faces him with an air of arrogance, as if she is blind to everything about him, and with a unique courage.

This complete disregard for him was something he had never seen before. It was even more novel than when Si Xin didn't treat him as a CEO or care about his money, but simply loved him as a pure man. This novel feeling stirred subtle ripples within him.

I was annoyed by her ungratefulness, but also felt...

If the arrogant girl could see his presence, if... his image could be reflected in her beautiful, clear, and proud eyes, how delightful that would be.

The way she smiled with her tender eyes was truly beautiful.

Even though he wanted to raise his hand to hit someone, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Nangong Yao coldly stared at the somewhat delicate and beautiful face before him.

Full of vitality, with the unique purity of a young girl in her prime, and with an undeniable pride.

She was like a ray of light, standing out from all the other girls. She was a more beautiful girl than Si Xin, who had humbled herself before him.

Nangong Yao's mouth was dry. He longed to kiss those hateful lips before him as he would any other woman, to make her revel in his dominance and passion. But then, he saw the girl and a boy with a faint smile clasped hands. They were holding hands so tightly, they looked like they had a very good relationship. Nangong Yao's face instantly turned even colder. He stared intently at those hands and suddenly sneered, "You're nothing special after all!"

A nameless jealousy made him speak recklessly; he would say anything that could hurt her.

"I thought you were so high and mighty, but it turns out you're just like me, trying to curry favor with the rich," he said disdainfully.

Many students were whispering around them, and they all looked shocked when they saw Shen Wangshu sandwiched between Nangong Yao and Dongfang Xuan.

Anyone who reads business magazines would recognize these two men.

One is a CEO with assets of 800 billion, the other has wealth spanning the globe, claiming trillions in assets, making him richer than a country. These are two of the most outstanding men.

Especially when Shen Wangshu mocked Nangong Yao, everyone thought the world had gone mad. After all, Nangong Yao was famous, known for his ruthlessness and cruel methods.

There were once wealthy families who offended him, and they went bankrupt overnight, with their entire families sent to prison. He was such a fearsome man, yet when he was ridiculed, everyone shrank back, afraid of hearing more and incurring Nangong Yao's wrath. As for the other one, he was just a teenager, yet he was already the head of the Dongfang family, and his methods were only more ruthless than Nangong Yao's, never more gentle.

But this beautiful young girl is holding someone else's hand!

What's going on here?

The ultimate level of jealousy and rivalry within a wealthy family?

Listen to President Nangong's sarcastic remarks, which are filled with displeasure and jealousy. It doesn't sound like mockery or contempt, but more like sour grapes!

"That's right, I'm just clinging to rich people, so what?" Can such a little sarcasm really bring Shen Wangshu down? How naive! Even if those words would make the real Si Chun feel ashamed, after all, anyone who is seen as a gold digger will be looked down upon.

Moreover, everyone felt that Shen Wangshu inherited this trait; her mother, Si Jiali, had married Nangong Cheng and risen to prominence. Shen Wangshu, however, didn't look down on those materialistic girls. Wanting a wealthy and comfortable life wasn't wrong; those who were so high-minded could simply marry a poor man, couldn't they?

As long as it doesn't harm others, what's wrong with being materialistic?

Her frank admission ignited a cold rage in Nangong Yao's eyes.

"You're a gold digger?" His voice suddenly became hoarse.

Previously, he suspected that Si Xin's motives for getting close to him were not pure and that she was a gold digger, which is why he tied up and humiliated the sisters.

His anger was so intense then; he had only a slight suspicion, yet he wanted nothing more than to tear Sixin to pieces. But for some reason, when faced with Sichun's frank admission that she liked rich men, he was indeed annoyed, yet a different feeling arose in his heart.

On the contrary, there was a sense of... secret delight?

This secret joy was something Nangong Yao himself couldn't understand, and he even felt a little flustered. He tried to look at the girl who raised her eyebrows with an even fiercer gaze, harboring a secret emotion that no one else could understand. He sneered, seemingly testing her, yet also seemingly disgusted, "If you're so materialistic, why don't you try to seduce me?"

He looked the girl up and down, dressed in a white cotton dress, her delicate features seemingly revealing a hint of shimmering water, and sneered in a low voice, "If you do a good job and serve me well, I can give you a lot of money."

"That's probably impossible," Shen Wangshu said curtly.

"Why?"

“Because Ah Xuan is richer than you.” Shen Wangshu looked at Nangong Yao with pity, lowered her voice, and said with a faint smile, “Why would I choose a man who is not as good as Ah Xuan?”

She confidently took Dongfang Xuan's hand, who was smiling.

“I am indeed richer than him.” Dongfang Xuan restrained himself from disturbing Shen Wangshu and said in a very flattering way, “I don’t need you to serve me, why don’t I serve you? I can give you all my money.”

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