Chu Hongyu raised her eyes and stared at him intently: "Young Master, what kind of act are you putting on? I don't think I have that much charm to make you lower yourself to 'beg' me to consider it, so why are you doing this..."
She paused, then said with a hint of sarcasm, "Persistence."
Ning Bingyu looked at her without flinching or avoiding her gaze, his eyes as calm as if he were analyzing business data: "Because from our careers to our health, I feel that we are very compatible."
Chu Hongyu raised an eyebrow, her expression becoming increasingly sarcastic: "A perfect match??"
“Isn’t that right?” Ning Bingyu raised an eyebrow.
Chu Hongyu suddenly touched her face and said self-deprecatingly, "That's right. Young Master has only ever wanted the best since birth. Although I don't have a wealthy family background, my appearance is top-notch in your circle, isn't it?"
Her beautiful, delicate eyebrows and eyes were filled with coldness: "What you value is that I won't pester you. When you don't need me anymore, I'll obediently leave without you having to clean up the mess. Where is there anyone more suitable to be a mistress than me? I certainly meet your needs here."
Ning Bingyu looked at her and sighed softly: "You should calm down and not let your emotions override your reason. On the contrary..."
He leaned slightly forward and sighed softly—
"When you want to leave, you can abandon me without any burden, without having to bear any moral shackles."
When he spoke, his gaze was like an invisible yet gentle net.
The usually efficient boss rarely showed the same patience and gentleness he used when dealing with business partners towards her.
Chu Hongyu felt her breathing become rapid.
She lowered her eyes, suppressing the strange turmoil in her heart: "So what?"
Chu Hongyu clenched her fists, her tone cold: "Young Master, your words might work on those naive young girls, but to me, they're far too frivolous. I may not be a chaste and virtuous woman, but I will fight for what I want myself, and I certainly won't rely on being someone's mistress to obtain resources."
Ning Bingyu looked at her and suddenly chuckled lightly, "Who said I was going to make you my mistress?"
Chu Hongyu suddenly looked up and met his deep eyes.
The man's eyes behind his glasses seemed to be smiling, yet they held a burning and dangerous spark: "How could I, Ning Bingyu, let the woman I like become my mistress? Of course, she'll be my girlfriend."
Chu Hongyu felt a tightness in her chest, instinctively trying to avoid his gaze: "You..."
She tried to pull her hand away, but he held it even tighter.
Ning Bingyu naturally noticed, and his voice grew even hoarse, his gentle eyes deep: "We are naturally drawn to each other, our needs are aligned, aren't we?"
His fingertips were slightly cool, which sent a slight shiver down her spine.
Chu Hongyu was somewhat flustered.
For the first time, she realized just how skillful this man was at flirting.
He had never used this skill on her before.
She looked away, flustered and agitated, sticking to one thing: "I said I won't be a mistress, if you have the guts to marry me, then I'll agree!"
Ning Bingyu stared at her intently, then suddenly narrowed his eyes and curled his lips slightly: "Is that so? Fine, if you want marriage, I can arrange for a prenuptial agreement right now."
His tone was as calm as if he were making a perfectly ordinary business decision.
"The formal wedding ceremony will be arranged as soon as possible. As for the officiant... my mother can step in at any time. She has always been good at handling these kinds of situations."
Chu Hongyu was stunned for a while, then laughed angrily: "Heh, you're just talking nonsense!"
How exactly does he manage to spout such nonsense with such a straight face?
Chu Hongyu's eyebrows and eyes were full of mockery: "Do you dare to tell everyone that you married me? Do you dare to disregard the chairman's gaze and even the old man's authority, and publicly announce at the company's annual meeting that I am your wife, Ning Bingyu? Aren't you afraid that you will lose your position as CEO?"
Ning Bingyu adjusted his glasses with his fingertip and said calmly, "If you treat this as a betting agreement or venture capital, you'll know whether I dare to do it or not."
"Marriages of heirs to large corporations have nothing to do with feelings. If you want it, I can give it to you. For me, this is a risk, but it can completely thwart my uncle's plan to control me with women from his designated family. Weighing the pros and cons, if I win this gamble, the benefits are obvious and enough to outweigh the risks."
He paused, then suddenly placed his hand on her lower abdomen, a predatory smile curving his lips—
"And all you have to do is let my seed take root and sprout in your body, growing into the next generation of the Ning family's future heir. As for the old man, I have my own way of persuading him to accept this outcome."
Chu Hongyu trembled instantly when he suddenly pressed her down, and her beautiful face froze.
The body, already sensitive due to drug residue, trembled slightly.
She grabbed his hand and tried to pull it away.
However, his long, slender hand remained motionless, his burning palm firmly pressed against her lower abdomen, and he even pulled her close, pressing her against his body.
Let her feel his physical discomfort and burning sensation.
"What are you doing? Let me go!" Chu Hongyu's ears burned, and she gritted her teeth as she pushed him away, her body tensing up at his movements.
Ning Bingyu spoke slowly and deliberately in her ear: "Don't struggle with me, the needle is drawing blood back."
Chu Hongyu froze, glancing at the back of his hand—it had indeed recovered.
Ning Bingyu slowly took off his glasses, as if he were teaching her business tactics—
“My uncle has no way out with me. At most, he will put pressure on Ning Bing’an and Ning Yuan. I don’t care. Anyway, I have Ning Yuan as an alternative, so my uncle won’t really turn against me. If my sister marries Ning Bing’an, I also have the ability to make sure he can’t get any control.”
He raised his peach blossom eyes and looked at her with a smile, his gentle voice carrying an inexplicable allure that sent chills down one's spine: "Alright, now I dare to give you the marriage agreement, do you dare to sign it, Hongyu?"
Chu Hongyu trembled instantly, like a cat cornered, closing her eyes to endure, her mind a jumble of thoughts.
How could he talk about these things like it's a business plan?!
Moreover, it was a crazy yet perfectly reasonable business plan, all to achieve his desired business goals.
He even sought her opinion.
But...
She must be crazy!
I couldn't help but feel that even though this scoundrel in front of me was inherently a businessman's "profit-seeking" and "malicious" nature, he was still...
She's incredibly sexy.
...
The room was so quiet that only their breathing could be heard, like sticky, tangled threads...
He was seducing her, just as Hades, the evil god in Greek mythology, seduced Persephone.
Chu Hongyu's forehead was covered in a fine sheen of sweat. She turned her face away, trying to remain calm: "Young Master, I think you need to calm down and stop talking nonsense."
Ning Bingyu narrowed his eyes and scoffed, "Chu Hongyu."
His expression was full of understanding: "You see, you're even more indifferent than I imagined, even beyond my expectations, which is why—"
His hand applied slight pressure to her slender waist, feeling the stiffness and resistance in her muscles.
Ning Bingyu's smile deepened, and his eyebrows arched in a dangerous, cold arc: "My initial suggestion was to be lovers."
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