“No bottom line…” He laughed wildly, like a madman.

Faced with enormous profits, who could resist?

Wag considered himself not a saint, but just an ordinary person.

"I almost perished in the fire!" Chen Niaoshu's gaze was icy.

Wag raised an eyebrow, released her chin, lowered his head and kissed her bloodless lips, his voice gentle.

"You said it yourself, it was almost there."

"Do you think I'd let you die like this?"

Chen Niaoshu's eyes flickered slightly, and she felt a chill run down her spine as she listened.

He was warning her…

Wag unbuttoned her clothes, his desire growing stronger in his eyes.

"You were frightened last night, do you want to relax a bit?"

"Need not…"

Chen Niaoshu immediately grabbed his hand.

But her physiological reaction was even faster; the light in her eyes gradually faded.

Wag ran his fingers along the corner of her eye, as if caressing a rare treasure.

"Shushu, you've always been smart. Don't try to have everything, or you'll get what you want most."

"We'll have to trouble the Chen family to help clean up the traces at the museum."

Chen Niaoshu closed her eyes, avoiding his gaze, and was weighing her options in her mind.

In fact, she had no way out from the moment she returned to China.

She was simply unwilling to accept that Lin Ziyan could so easily obtain the person and fame she desired most.

Chen Niaoshu: "I want 10% of Maiwei's shares."

Wag nodded, but his hands didn't stop; he unfastened the buttons on the side of her thigh. "Okay."

"If you want the whole of Maiwei, I can give it to you."

Chen Niaoshu stared at him with wide eyes, her suspicions confirmed.

Wagner's group has acquired Maiwei...