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

As the car windows were completely closed.

The last trace of noise and pollution in Jianghai City was blocked outside the thick bulletproof glass.

Shen Wanzhou looked down at the pink diamond on her ring finger, which shimmered with a cherry blossom-colored halo.

The originally soft and gentle fingers have taken over.

It slipped little by little through the gaps between Chen Yuan's distinct knuckles.

Their fingers were tightly intertwined.

The warmth of their palms touching burned through her blood and reached the very tip of her heart.

"it is good."

She rested her head on the man's broad shoulder, her voice as soft as a fluffy cloud.

three days later.

The CEO's office is located on the top floor of the Xingchen Venture Capital Building.

Wang Kai looked at the mountain of merger and acquisition documents in front of him.

There was also the newly issued letter of appointment on the table, authorizing him to act as the sole agent for the daily operations of Xingchen and the Shen family conglomerate.

His 200-pound chubby face was so contorted with pain that it looked like a steamed bun.

"Brother Yuan, this is absolutely inhuman!"

Wang Kai let out a bloodcurdling scream as he looked at Chen Yuan, who was drinking coffee in the waiting room on his phone screen.

"You're dumping a business empire worth trillions of dollars from both companies onto me all by myself?"

"I've been working non-stop these past few days, and my dark circles are practically down to my chin!"

"Even the donkeys in the production team can't be used like this!"

On the other end of the video call, Chen Yuan was wearing a white casual shirt.

His collar was casually open, giving off an air of nonchalance.

He picked up his coffee and took a sip, his deep black eyes showing no sign of guilt.

"If the year-end financial report is good, I'll give you an extra 5% of the stock."

A single, casual remark.

The blow landed in Wang Kai's ear and was more effective than a shot of adrenaline.

The bitterness on his chubby face vanished, replaced by a fervent gleam in his eyes.

"Alright, Yuan-ge! You and your wife can enjoy your honeymoon without worry!"

"I, Wang Kai, will hold up the sky over Jianghai City even if it costs me my life!"

beep.

Chen Yuan was too lazy to listen to his pledge of loyalty and simply ended the video call.

He casually stuffed his phone into his pocket.

He turned his head and his gaze fell on Shen Wanzhou, who was flipping through a travel guide.

The cold, sharp lines in his eyes instantly transformed into a pool of warm spring water.

Today, she wasn't wearing one of those sharply tailored chaebol suits.

He wasn't wearing those large sunglasses that he used to block his view.

A simple floral print sundress paired with a lightweight knitted sun-protective cardigan.

Her long, smooth hair was braided into a loose plait and draped over her fair neck.

He looks like a vibrant college student who has just graduated.

Who could possibly associate her with that cold-faced female tyrant who controls a multi-billion dollar empire?

After a transoceanic flight of more than ten hours.

The Gulfstream private jet landed smoothly at the airport in Cappadocia, Türkiye.

There is no suffocating steel jungle like in Jianghai City here.

There are also no commercial wolves lurking in the shadows, ready to pounce and take a bite at any moment.

The moment I stepped out of the airport.

A warm, exotic breeze carrying the scent of dry, earthy soil rushed towards us.

The sunlight shone down on this land covered with unique rock formations without reservation.

The streets of Cappadocia.

Both sides are lined with unique little shops built with volcanic rock.

It is adorned with colorful handwoven tapestries and stained glass mosaic lamps that shimmer in the sunlight.

The vendors, speaking in heavily accented English, enthusiastically solicited tourists from passing by.

The tinkling, exotic music drifted through the air on the stone-paved road.

Shen Wanzhou was being led by the hand by Chen Yuan.

Walking on this street filled with unfamiliar faces and noise.

Six months ago, this environment would have been enough to terrify her, causing her to break out in a cold sweat and curl up into a ball.

But now.

There was not a trace of panic in her bright, sparkling eyes.

There was nothing but novelty and an irrepressible joy.

because.

The large hand holding hers was broad, dry, and carried a sense of security that she knew to the core.

As long as that cool, soapy scent lingers in the air.

Even if you threw her to the ends of the earth, she wouldn't be afraid.

"Which one do you want to see?"

Chen Yuan stopped and followed her gaze.

I looked at the beautifully woven dreamcatcher hanging on a roadside stall.

Shen Wanzhou nodded, took Chen Yuan's hand, and walked towards the stall.

They weren't wearing masks, nor were they avoiding the vendors' gazes.

She even tentatively asked the bearded stall owner about the price in broken English.

Although the sound was still soft, in Chen Yuan's eyes, it was already a huge step across an insurmountable barrier.

After buying that dreamcatcher.

The two continued strolling along the stone path.

We hadn't gone far.

A crisp metallic bell sound, mixed with exaggerated shouts, caught Shen Wanzhou's attention.

At the corner of a crossroads ahead.

A group of tourists gathered around to watch the spectacle, bursting into laughter from time to time.

Shen Wanzhou stood on tiptoe and peered curiously into the crowd.

It's a stall selling Turkish ice cream.

The stall owner was a young man wearing a traditional vest, holding a long stainless steel pole in his hand.

A lump of extremely sticky ice cream was slung over the end of the iron pole.

He's teasing a blond little boy who's trying to buy ice cream.

As soon as the little boy reached out his hand, the ice cream was flipped by the deliveryman's wrist and spun to the other side as if by magic.

The boy missed his target and stamped his feet in frustration.

The surrounding tourists laughed so hard they were doubled over.

Shen Wanzhou watched the ice cream swirling around and swallowed a mouthful of sweet saliva.

My stomach was whetted by a rather unpleasant urge to eat.

"Want some?"

Chen Yuan looked down at the cat whose eyes were glued to the ice cream and wouldn't come off.

A low, soft chuckle escaped his throat.

"Um……"

Shen Wanzhou bit her full lower lip.

She tugged at Chen Yuan's sleeve and shook it twice.

"But... he seems to always be playing tricks on people."

She resisted the embarrassment of being made fun of in public, but she couldn't resist the rich aroma of milk.

"With me here, he can't mess with you."

Chen Yuan led her through the crowd to the very front of the stall.

He pulled a large lira banknote from his pocket and placed it on the counter.

The ice cream vendor spotted a big customer.

His eyes lit up, and he immediately took out the largest ice cream cone.

I scooped out a large dollop of plain ice cream with a long iron rod and placed it securely on the cone.

He looked at the excessively beautiful Eastern girl in front of him, a sly glint of mockery in his eyes.

A flick of the wrist.

He handed the huge ice cream straight to Shen Wanzhou.

Shen Wanzhou saw this.

Thinking she had escaped being teased, she happily stretched out her two soft, white hands.

Get ready to pick up that long-awaited dessert.

Just as her fingertips were about to touch the edge of the cone.

The ice cream vendor suddenly flipped his wrist downwards.

The iron pole carries the ice cream in a way that defies gravity.

It slid directly under her hand, drawing a perfect arc in mid-air.

Finally, it came to a steady stop above her head.

Shen Wanzhou missed her target.

The two little hands awkwardly froze in mid-air.

The surrounding tourists burst into good-natured laughter.

She puffed out her cheeks defiantly and stood on tiptoe.

Reach for the ice cream on top of your head with both hands.

But the guy's technique was tricky.

The iron poles seemed to have eyes.

Dodging left and right, flipping and soaring.

On one occasion, they even shoved an empty paper cup into her hand.

The ice cream remained perfectly intact, stuck to the iron pole.

They missed their target several times in a row.

Shen Wanzhou's last bit of patience was completely exhausted by the sticky Turkish ice cream.

Her cheeks flushed red like ripe apples from impatience and shyness.

This isn't buying anything, it's practically making a fool of you!

She stopped what she was doing, fuming.

He threw the empty paper cup he was holding onto the stall with a thud.

Turning its head, it looked like a wronged cat whose dried fish had been stolen.

She grabbed Chen Yuan's arm, who was standing by watching the show.

Holding the empty paper cup that the Turkish ice cream vendor had tricked her into giving her, Shen Wanzhou angrily turned to look for help: "Chen Yuan! He bullied me! Help me get my ice cream back!"