You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

The slightly hoarse voice echoed in the quiet study.

It's like a brush with small barbs.

He gently brushed against Shen Wanzhou's burning earlobe.

That top-secret asset report that fell on the carpet.

The document mocks her self-indulgent "sugar baby" drama of the past six months in black and white.

Shen Wanzhou stood still.

Her fair toes were digging into the soles of her fluffy slippers.

His chest heaved violently.

The wide neckline of her pajamas swayed up and down with her breathing, revealing a large expanse of skin flushed red with embarrassment and indignation.

She always thought she was using that black card with no spending limit.

It was that dilapidated tenement building that we bought.

She forcefully kept this man by her side.

She thought she was someone in a high position who could protect him from the wind and rain.

The results of it?

They can buy the entire Shen family conglomerate with just a flick of their finger and treat it like a toy.

His so-called "domineering CEO" behavior.

In his eyes, he was probably like a kid showing off a few dollars' worth of lollipops in front of the richest man!

What a shame!

Shen Wanzhou's nose suddenly stung with tears.

A thin layer of tears welled up in her eyes; she looked incredibly aggrieved.

She's not only socially awkward, she's also a female billionaire who cares a lot about her image!

Now, even this last layer of pride has been ruthlessly crushed by this man.

"You...you're a big liar!"

She finally managed to utter a sentence.

Her voice was soft and sweet, with an undisguised sob in it.

She strode over to the sofa.

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on and its fur has stood on end.

Two small, fair hands clenched into fists.

It landed haphazardly on Chen Yuan's broad, sturdy shoulders.

Bang, bang.

The pressure was so light it felt like a back massage.

"What happened to the promised monthly salary of 100,000 yuan?"

"What happened to the agreement that I would only cook and not interfere in company affairs?"

She pounded on the ground while making accusations with red eyes.

"I thought you didn't have money to buy clothes, so I secretly had so many suits custom-made for you!"

"I'm afraid you'll feel inferior, so I'm always very careful when giving you pocket money!"

"So you've turned the tables and become the boss! You're richer than me now!"

"How am I supposed to support you now?!"

This angry accusation lacked any semblance of the authority of a powerful businesswoman.

Instead, it reveals an unreasonable indulgence and a fear of loss.

Chen Yuan let her vent her little temper on him.

A low, mellow laugh rolled out from his chest.

The vibration traveled along the muscles to Shen Wanzhou's palm.

It was so hot that she instinctively wanted to pull her hand back.

Chen Yuan didn't give her that chance.

With a sudden flick of his large hand, he accurately gripped her two slender wrists.

With a little force.

An irresistible pull came.

"ah!"

Shen Wanzhou let out a short gasp.

He stumbled and lost his balance.

She fell straight into Chen Yuan's broad, warm embrace.

The hard chest made her nose sting.

That familiar, comforting, cool scent of soap.

It instantly enveloped her completely.

Chen Yuan tightened his arms, locking her firmly onto his legs.

His chin rested gently on the top of her fluffy hair.

"Who said you can't support me?"

His voice was low and gentle, as if he were coaxing a child.

Warm breath brushed against Shen Wanzhou's ear.

This caused half of her body to go limp.

"No matter how big a company is outside, it's just for show."

"In this manor, I'm still the butler who takes your fixed salary of 100,000 yuan."

Chen Yuan's large hand gently patted her back rhythmically.

"My money is your money."

"Every penny of profit earned by Star Ventures can be registered in your name."

"As long as Mr. Shen is willing, he can take over at any time."

Shen Wanzhou lay on his chest.

Listen to these domineering words of love, which are comparable to ceding territory and paying reparations.

The bitterness and humiliation in my heart were instantly washed away by a huge wave of sweetness.

This man.

They clearly possess the ability to manipulate events.

Yet he willingly concealed all his sharpness for her sake, humbling himself to be her personal chef.

Her hands unconsciously gripped the collar of Chen Yuan's shirt.

The smooth fabric was crumpled into a tight, wrinkled mess.

The tears in his eyes slowly receded, replaced by an undisguised smugness.

But outwardly, she was still unwilling to surrender so easily.

She looked up.

Those sparkling, peach-blossom eyes glared reproachfully at Chen Yuan.

Her fair cheeks were as red as ripe tomatoes from the excitement.

"Who wants to take over your crappy companies?"

She muttered to herself.

"Looking at financial reports every day would be exhausting, I don't care."

Looking at the little darling in my arms, who had gotten a good deal but was still acting innocent.

The smile in Chen Yuan's eyes deepened.

"Okay, whatever."

"Then what do you want me to do?"

Shen Wanzhou thought for a moment.

His gaze fell on the plate of egg tarts on the coffee table next to him.

My stomach, which was just bloated with anger, let out a soft gurgling sound, much to my dismay.

She bit her lip.

Suddenly, he leaned in and opened his mouth.

Through the thin fabric of the shirt.

She bit down on the edge of Chen Yuan's collar near his collarbone.

He gently ground his teeth, not daring to use force.

Only a small ring of moist teeth marks remained.

Shen Wanzhou, her face flushed, nestled against his chest and playfully bit his shirt collar: "Liar! From now on, you're responsible for washing all the dishes in the house, and you're never allowed to quit your job!"