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

The dark-colored silk tie drew a casual arc in mid-air.

It landed steadily on the large black walnut wood desk.

The end of the tie brushed against the gold-embossed authorization letter.

It made a soft "rustling" friction sound.

This sound was like a clean and decisive pause, marking the end of those years of tumultuous influence in the business world.

He ignored the mountain of documents on the table, worth hundreds of billions of dollars, awaiting his approval.

His large, well-defined hands casually unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt.

It reveals the strong and slender lines of her neck.

Turn around and take a long stride.

His dark leather shoes trod on the Persian carpet, his steps light and swift without a trace of hesitation.

They didn't even glance back at this office that symbolized the world's highest wealth and power.

At this moment.

The Maldives, thousands of miles away from Jianghai City.

The sun was so scorching that it felt like a layer of crushed gold had been spread on the beach.

The sea breeze, carrying salty moisture, rustled the white parasols on the private beach.

Wang Kai was wearing a pair of oversized, brightly colored beach shorts.

His chubby back leaned against the beach chair.

Holding a cup of chilled coconut juice with a small paper umbrella in the cup, I feel the aroma of the coconut grove.

He was comfortably squinting, enjoying his rare paid leave.

This was a two-week vacation that he had finally managed to get after helping Yuan Ge prepare for that interstellar wedding of the century.

"drop--"

The secure cell phone on the small round table next to me suddenly emitted a piercing email notification sound.

This sound sent chills down Wang Kai's spine even more than a deadly clap of thunder.

His eyes, which were squeezed into slits by his fat, suddenly opened.

I almost spilled the iced drink on my stomach.

With a sense of foreboding.

His fingers trembled as he swiped to unlock his phone screen.

The email's subject line read: "Letter of Appointment of the Supreme Decision Maker for Star Venture Capital and Dark Web Fund".

Sender: Chen Yuan.

Wang Kai's relaxed smile froze instantly.

It felt like someone had poured a bucket of ice water over my head on the hottest days of summer.

He sprang up from the beach chair.

His 200-pound body unleashed astonishing speed as his fingers frantically tapped the screen.

I quickly browsed through the contents of the file.

The more you look at him, the more the fat on his face trembles.

"Full control...all routine decisions require no further approval..."

"Unless the company goes bankrupt or closes down within three years...contact with the chairman is prohibited..."

As Wang Kai read these lines, his throat felt so dry, as if he had swallowed a handful of sand.

This is hardly an appointment letter.

This is clearly a contract of servitude that deprives him of all his private time!

They just casually tossed him a trillion-dollar empire that could trigger a global economic tsunami at any moment?

"Brother Yuan! You can't betray your brother like this!"

Wang Kai let out a wail.

His finger frantically tapped Chen Yuan's number on the screen.

"Beep...beep...sorry, the number you dialed is currently switched off."

A cold, impersonal system notification sound.

This completely shattered the fat man's dream of continuing to sunbathe on the Maldives beach.

he knows.

My own husband is a doting husband.

He's definitely off off to some corner of the earth with his sister-in-law and two little devils, living a carefree and happy life.

On the other side...

On the high seas of the Pacific Ocean.

The deep blue sea shimmered with sparkling glitter under the sunlight.

A super-luxury private cruise ship, 200 meters long, is steadily cutting through the waves.

"Wanzhou".

On the panoramic open-air deck at the top of the cruise ship.

The suffocating feeling of steel and concrete oppression that Jianghai City had disappeared.

The air was filled with the free sea breeze and the pure, salty, damp scent.

Shen Wanzhou was wearing a bohemian-style floral print sundress.

Her long, smooth hair swayed gently in the sea breeze.

Her bare, white feet stepped onto the warm, rot-resistant teak floor.

Holding onto the glass railing with both hands.

Those beautiful peach blossom eyes were fixed on the distant, breathtaking view where the sea and sky met.

A faint, unguarded, and utterly carefree smile played on his lips.

They were no longer burdened by the baggage of being the heads of conglomerates.

There are no longer those high-level meetings that are mandatory to attend.

Right now, she's just a wife looking forward to a global culinary trip.

"The sea breeze is strong, don't catch a cold."

A deep, gentle voice sounded from behind.

Chen Yuan was wearing a white casual linen shirt.

She was holding a thin, solid-color cashmere shawl.

He strode up behind her.

A large hand gently unfolded the shawl and softly draped it over the girl's slender shoulders.

He then pulled her into his arms from behind.

His chin rested gently on the top of her head.

The familiar, cool scent of soap instantly shut out the chill of the sea breeze.

Shen Wanzhou leaned back slightly, following his lead.

Her body was completely relaxed, pressed against the man's strong, broad chest.

"Is it really okay to leave all the company matters to Wang Kai alone?"

She looked up at Chen Yuan's cold, handsome profile, which was so close to her.

Her voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of coquettishness born from guilt.

"That's a multi-trillion dollar business; what if he can't handle it all..."

A layer of unyielding indulgence appeared in Chen Yuan's deep black eyes.

He gently rubbed his fingertips against Shen Wanzhou's cheek.

"Boss Shen, why are you worrying about so much?"

His low, husky voice carried an unreasonable and domineering air.

"If he can't even handle this simple thing, he shouldn't be sitting in the position of president of Xingchen Venture Capital."

"Now, you only have one task."

Chen Yuan lowered his head, his warm breath brushing against her ear.

"Let's decide what to eat first."

Shen Wanzhou was amused by his self-righteous "exploitation of employees" manner.

Her dimples sank deep into her cheeks.

I was just about to turn around and say something.

The heated poolside at the other end of the deck.

Suddenly, a clear, childlike voice rang out.

"Brother, I want to eat that red fish!"

Chen Muzhou wearing a pink swimsuit.

Like a greedy little cat guarding its food, it pointed to a plate of fresh seafood sashimi on the table next to it.

Her peach blossom eyes, identical to Shen Wanzhou's, were filled with longing.

next to.

Chen Nian Shen wearing custom-made shorts.

He kept that stern, icy expression inherited from his ancestors.

He was holding a pair of safety chopsticks specially made for children.

With practiced ease, he picked up a piece of tuna sashimi from the plate.

Instead of eating it himself, he stuffed it directly into his younger sister's slightly open mouth.

"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."

The young master gave a rather old-fashioned instruction.

His doting brother behavior was exactly the same as how Chen Yuan protected Shen Wanzhou.

Shen Wanzhou looked at her two children.

She glanced again at the man behind her, whose eyes were filled with her.

The jar of sweetness in my heart has been completely overturned.

The sticky sweetness flowed through my blood and permeated my entire body.

This is the simplest yet most luxurious life she longs for.

Just as the "Wanzhou" was sailing against the wind and waves, embarking on an unknown global culinary journey.

Jianghai City.

The top floor of the Star Venture Capital Building.

Wang Kai flew back from the Maldives overnight.

He was wearing the floral shirt he hadn't had time to change out of.

He sat in Chen Yuan's originally large and comfortable boss's chair.

Looking at the pile of files on the desk, taller than anyone else's.

I glanced again at the complex cross-border fund transfer reports on the computer screen.

The flesh on his chubby face twitched violently with despair.

"Ding-dong."

The phone on the table rang.

Wang Kai tapped the screen with trembling hands.

It's a multimedia message.

The photo shows a scene under a clear blue sky and sea.

Chen Yuan, dressed casually, had his arm around Shen Wanzhou, who was all smiles.

The two are pictured against the backdrop of a luxurious open-air restaurant on the deck of a cruise ship.

The table was laden with top-quality seafood that had just been caught from the sea.

The sunlight shone on them, exuding a serene and carefree air, as if they didn't care about the lives of others.

No accompanying text.

But this silent scene is more deadly than any words.

Looking at the cruise ship photos Chen Yuan had sent him on his phone, Wang Kai cried out in despair, "Brother Yuan, you're blatantly exploiting your brother!"