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

The soft, smooth texture under my fingertips was accompanied by an amazing warmth.

Shen Wanzhou's bright, watery eyes widened instantly at the unexpected "husband."

I even forgot to breathe at that moment.

It felt like hundreds of little birds were flapping their wings in my head at the same time.

It was buzzing.

"You...you fouled!"

She stammered out this sentence.

She slapped away Chen Yuan's messy hand, her face flushed, and turned around.

He held that black gold card, which granted him trillions in authority, tightly to his chest like a talisman.

She didn't even dare to look at the man behind her, whose chest was shaking with laughter.

Wearing slippers, I ran back to the master bedroom on the second floor.

Time passed, and a few days later, in the early morning.

The early summer breeze carries a faint fragrance of gardenias.

The wind blows past Jianghai University, the most prestigious century-old institution of learning in Jianghai City.

The wide, tree-lined avenue was lined with red banners celebrating the school's centennial anniversary.

Colorful flags fluttered in the wind.

Students in their graduation gowns gathered in small groups, their faces radiating youthful energy.

Today is the grand celebration of the 100th anniversary of Jianghai University.

To be invited by the school on this day.

They are all top alumni who graduated from this university and are now influential figures in various industries.

10:00 AM, top floor of Xingchen Venture Capital Building.

Wang Kai was wearing a bespoke suit that looked like it was about to burst out of its buttons.

He paced anxiously in front of Chen Yuan's desk.

His chubby face was covered with fine beads of sweat.

"Brother Yuan, I'm begging you, please just show your face!"

Wang Kai clasped his hands together and bowed repeatedly to Chen Yuan, who was sitting in the executive chair.

"The president of Jiangda University personally called me more than a dozen times."

"They insisted on inviting the president of Star Capital to give the closing speech at the centennial celebration."

"Who do you think I am as a CEO! Don't you know how incompetent I am?"

"In situations where city leaders are present, my limited knowledge will be exposed the moment I step on stage!"

The fat man, with a bitter face, handed the gold-embossed invitation to the school anniversary celebration to the table with both hands.

Chen Yuan leaned back in his chair.

He was fiddling with a black fountain pen in his hand.

A dark glint, its emotion unreadable, flashed in his deep eyes.

Jianghai University.

These four words are like a rusty key.

It unlocked a dark memory that had been sealed away for five years.

then.

He was admitted to the Finance Department of Jianghai University as the top science student in the city.

That was when he was at his most spirited.

But during his sophomore year, the Lin family suddenly suffered a devastating blow due to a broken financial chain.

Lin Qinghan knelt in front of him and cried her heart out.

In order to raise that life-saving bridge loan for the Lin family.

For that woman who kept saying she wouldn't marry anyone but him.

He voluntarily gave up the full scholarship.

Not only does he work three jobs a day, but he also takes on freelance hacking jobs.

Ultimately, due to too many missed classes, they were unable to pay the tuition fees.

In front of the whole class, by that snobbish counselor.

They pointed at his nose and cursed him as a "good-for-nothing wretch who can't be helped."

He endured countless scornful looks and dropped out of school in despair.

The day I left was also early summer.

He carried that old, faded canvas bag on his back.

A person walked out of the gates of Jianghai University.

All their pride and future were buried on that tree-lined avenue.

Five years have now passed.

The Lin family was reduced to ashes.

And he.

Yet he became a financial behemoth capable of buying up half a city.

"OK."

Chen Yuan tossed the pen onto the table with a crisp "clatter".

"I'll go for you."

It's time to go back and visit those old friends.

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

The auditorium, the highest-level auditorium at Jianghai University, was packed to capacity.

Five thousand teachers, students, and celebrities from all walks of life packed the spacious auditorium to capacity.

A huge red curtain was hung directly behind the stage.

In a dark corner at the back of the auditorium.

A petite figure was huddled on the edge of a seat.

Shen Wanzhou was wearing a plain white hooded sweatshirt.

He was wearing a black baseball cap with the brim pulled down very low.

Most of his face was hidden behind a black medical mask.

Only a pair of bright, clear peach blossom eyes were visible.

For someone like her who suffers from severe social anxiety.

This is a closed space where thousands of people gather and the noise is deafening.

It's even more terrifying than the eighteenth level of hell.

The surrounding area was filled with the cacophony of conversations, mixed with the complex smells of perfume and sweat.

It was like a tight, airtight net, making her breathing become somewhat short.

Her fair, delicate fingers twisted tightly around the hem of her hoodie.

My palms were covered in sticky, cold sweat.

But she didn't leave.

Even though her legs were trembling slightly, she stubbornly sat there.

Because today is the day her man returns to his alma mater and reaches the pinnacle of his career.

She had to watch him shine in front of everyone.

Even if it's just hiding in the darkest corner.

Even just a glimpse of him from afar.

That's enough.

Boom—!

Outside the auditorium.

A muffled, violent engine roar pierced through the thick soundproof wall.

Followed by.

The two solid wood doors at the main entrance of the auditorium were pushed open simultaneously by four security personnel wearing white gloves.

The once noisy auditorium.

It was as if a mute button had been pressed, and it fell silent instantly.

More than five thousand pairs of eyes turned to the doorway.

The blinding sunlight streamed in through the crack in the door.

A long, golden path was laid out on the red carpet.

Chen Yuan was wearing a perfectly tailored, pure black haute couture suit.

He wasn't wearing a tie, and his collar was slightly open.

Surrounded by a group of top-notch bodyguards wearing black tactical vests.

Against the light, he stepped into the auditorium where he had once left in sorrow.

His leather shoes swayed on the red carpet, his steps steady and powerful.

That cold and deep face exuded a powerful aura that made everyone present afraid to look directly at him.

It lacks the greasy air of a nouveau riche.

Only after weathering countless battles in the business world can one attain that composure that sees all living beings as mere ants.

"Who is that? Such a powerful aura!"

"The mastermind behind Xingchen Venture Capital! I heard he single-handedly controls half of Jianghai City's tech industry!"

"My God, he's so young!"

A series of barely suppressed gasps erupted from the students' seats.

Countless female students covered their mouths in excitement, their eyes sparkling.

The current president of Jianghai University was accompanied by a group of city leaders.

He was originally sitting upright on the leather sofa on the dais.

Seeing Chen Yuan walk in.

These are the big shots who usually pontificate on television.

It felt like there was a spring under my butt.

They all stood up in unison.

The principal even jogged down two steps, his face plastered with a fawning smile.

His waist was bent at a standard 90 degrees.

She proactively extended her hands, reaching out to meet Chen Yuan.

"Chairman Chen! Welcome to our alma mater!"

Chen Yuan did not reach out.

He merely nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping indifferently over the oily face.

With long strides, they followed the principal's personal guidance.

He walked straight up to the podium.

Bypass those city-level leaders.

He settled firmly into the very center, in the central, most prestigious chair that represented the absolute core.

The auditorium was bustling with noise. The poor boy who was ridiculed and forced to drop out of school because he couldn't afford the tuition was now a distinguished guest sitting in the center, with even the principal having to smile obsequiously at him.