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

It smells like a cheap, industrial perfume that's cloyingly sweet.

Accompanied by the aroma of burnt black coffee.

The cold air from the central air conditioning blew straight into Chen Yuan's nasal cavity.

Behind the large black walnut wood desk.

Chen Yuan maintained the posture of holding the pen with one hand, his back straight.

Those dark eyes, as deep and unfathomable as an abyss, remained fixed on the film and television investment report on the computer screen.

Not even half a millimeter of visual deviation was spared.

It was as if the person standing in front of him was not a scantily clad, pitiful, popular young actress.

Instead, it was a cloud of transparent air that emitted a foul stench.

His slender fingers tapped lightly twice on the mahogany table.

Tap. Tap.

The rhythm was steady, yet it carried a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

Su Yao saw that Chen Yuan was ignoring her.

The vanity and ambition in my heart burned even brighter.

A man at the pinnacle of power must be used to women throwing themselves at him.

Pretending to be aloof is just a trick to play hard to get.

As long as you act like the rumored richest man, Mr. Shen.

As long as that face gets close enough.

He'll definitely lose control and reveal his true male nature.

Su Yao bent down even lower.

The already thin, pure white silk dress was stained with brown coffee.

It's semi-transparent and clings to the skin, revealing glimpses of the skin underneath.

Large swathes of snow-white skin were illuminated by the eye-protecting desk lamp above the desk.

They were practically arguing with Chen Yuan about the documents he was reviewing.

She reached out her hand, painted with light pink nail polish, and tentatively touched the back of Chen Yuan's hand, which was resting on the table.

"Chairman Chen, I really didn't mean to..."

Just when her fingertips were less than a centimeter away from Chen Yuan's skin.

Chen Yuan finally made a move.

He suddenly flipped his wrist.

The pure black Montblanc pen twirled halfway between my fingers.

The pen tip pressed precisely against the vein on Su Yao's outstretched wrist.

It's just a millimeter off.

The sharp iridium pen tip would mercilessly pierce her delicate skin.

Su Yao gasped in shock.

His hand recoiled violently as if he'd been electrocuted.

The charming look on her face froze instantly, turning into an undisguised look of terror.

"Who gave you the audacity to bring these underhanded tactics into my office?"

Chen Yuan finally raised his head.

Those deep black eyes held a condescending scrutiny and absolute indifference.

He coldly swept his gaze over Su Yao's face, which was deliberately imitating Shen Wanzhou's makeup.

Just one glance.

Su Yao felt as if she had been stripped naked and thrown into an ice cellar in the dead of winter.

The chilling cold froze the blood in my body.

There wasn't a trace of male desire for a woman in his eyes.

There was only one kind of pure, extreme disgust.

It's like looking at a cheap, ugly counterfeit.

"Chairman Chen... I just..."

Su Yao stammered as she tried to explain.

But it felt like there was a handful of dry grass stuck in my throat, and I couldn't produce a complete syllable.

My legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Just what?"

Chen Yuan threw the pen on the table, making a crisp clattering sound.

"I just think your face looks a bit like Wan-zhou's."

"So you can just run up to me and pull this disgusting stand-in act?"

He stood up.

His tall, imposing figure instantly cast a shadow of immense pressure over Su Yao.

"Starry Sky Entertainment signed you because they value your commercial worth, not because they want you to flaunt your charms."

Stop with your ridiculous schemes.

"In this world, besides Shen Wanzhou."

No one is worthy of my attention.

Every word was like a resounding slap in the face.

He slapped Su Yao across the face without any mercy.

She slapped her prized beauty and ambition to dust.

What she was so proud of was nothing more than a joke in this man's eyes.

Ding.

Chen Yuan didn't look at her again.

He pressed the internal security intercom button on the edge of the desk.

"Eagle, bring your men up here."

The call has ended.

Less than thirty seconds.

The heavy, soundproof office door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Eagle strode in, accompanied by two burly, expressionless security guards in black.

Seeing Su Yao covered in coffee stains and disheveled clothes.

The scar on the eagle's face twisted slightly with rage.

Chen Yuan didn't need to say a word more.

Having worked with Mr. Chen for the past few years, he knows all too well the boss's bottom line.

This woman, who is so reckless as to try to climb into the manor's bed, is practically challenging the wrath of the richest woman in the estate.

"Drag her out."

Chen Yuan sat back down in the boss's chair, his gaze returning to the computer screen.

"Notify the legal department to unilaterally terminate all of Su Yao's agency contracts."

"The penalty for breach of contract will be deducted from her account."

"In addition, all her materials and endorsements have been removed from the entire internet."

"Starry Sky Entertainment doesn't need this kind of self-righteous, flawed product."

These few sentences.

It was a casual remark, yet it effectively sealed Su Yao's fate in the entertainment industry.

The rising starlet, who had just climbed to the top, disappeared in less than two minutes.

They were plunged into an abyss of no return.

"No! Chairman Chen! I was wrong!"

Su Yao was now truly panicked.

Tears washed away her makeup, making it a mess.

She desperately tried to rush over and hug Chen Yuan's legs, begging for mercy.

"Please, please give me another chance! I promise I'll behave myself from now on!"

"I don't want to be blacklisted!"

But the eagle didn't give her a chance to get close to the desk.

A thick arm suddenly stretched out.

Like hydraulic clamps, it grabbed Su Yao's silk dress by the back of the collar.

They lifted her feet off the ground.

"Behave yourself!"

Two security guards, one on each side, restrained her constantly waving arms.

It's like dragging a bag of smelly kitchen waste.

They dragged her straight out the door.

Su Yao's heart-wrenching cries and screams echoed down the corridor.

The high heels left messy marks on the smooth floor tiles.

The sound was completely blocked by the heavy metal door until they were forcibly shoved into the elevator.

The office fell silent once more.

Only the faint sound of the central air conditioning running remained.

The cloying scent of perfume still lingered in the air.

The smell made Chen Yuan frown.

He picked up the coffee-stained document from the table and crumpled it into a ball.

Along with the bone china coffee cup that still had half a cup of brown liquid left.

Chen Yuan swept the spilled coffee, cup and all, into the trash can, his eyes as cold as ice: "Disinfect this office inside and out, don't leave this nauseating smell behind."