I'm invincible once I descend the mountain; the beautiful CEO is forcing me to get our marriage

"..."

Su Wanqing gritted her teeth and snorted.

"I, Su Wanqing, rarely actively recruit anyone. Countless people are desperate to join my company but have no chance!"

"Have you thought this through? If you miss this opportunity, you might never get another one!"

She spoke with absolute confidence.

In Jiangcheng, the line of people who wanted to work for Su Wanqing could stretch from the south to the north of the city.

She didn't believe that Ye An, who looked penniless, could resist such a temptation.

However, Ye An simply shook his head.

"Not interested."

He came down the mountain to sever his worldly ties, not to become anyone's driver or bodyguard.

Besides, he hasn't even found his first fiancée yet, so he doesn't have time to waste here.

Upon hearing this, Su Wanqing did not insist any further.

She took out her business card holder from her exquisite handbag and pulled out a gold-embossed business card.

He handed it over, his tone returning to its initial coldness.

"This is my business card. If you change your mind, or encounter any problems in Jiangcheng that you can't solve, you can call this number."

Ye An glanced at the business card, which read: "[President of Su Group, Su Wanqing]" and a phone number.

He nodded and put the business card in his pocket.

No sooner had Ye An left than Su Wanqing made a phone call.

The voice was as cold as ice:

"Hey, I'm fine. Come pick me up at the Jinhao Hotel."

She paused, a sharp glint flashing in her beautiful eyes:

"Furthermore, since Wang Kai and the Wang family dared to set their sights on me, they should be prepared to pay the price!"

She was drugged last night and humiliated at her door today; these two incidents have completely crossed her bottom line.

It seems it's time for the entire Jiangcheng to remember that Su Wanqing has never been a pushover!

After hanging up the phone, Su Wanqing left quickly with a blank expression.

A little girl pushing a cleaning cart brushed past her.

The little girl curiously peeked into the room, which had its door wide open.

When she saw the messy bed and the conspicuous torn stockings on the floor, and then thought of the man and woman who had just left, her pretty face instantly turned bright red.

She couldn't help but stick out her tongue and mutter under her breath:

"Wow, do rich people these days have to go to such extremes?"

"Even the sheets were soaked..."

……

The five large, gilded characters "Yunshan Villa District" are inlaid on the imposing European-style stone gate.

Two security guards in crisp uniforms stood at the entrance, their backs ramrod straight like javelins.

Ye An had just reached the door when one of the security guards reached out and stopped him.

"Stop! What are you doing?"

The security guard glanced at him from head to toe, his eyes clearly saying "No unauthorized personnel allowed."

"I'm looking for the Qin family," Ye An replied calmly.

"The Qin family?"

The security guard chuckled as if he had heard a joke.

"Kid, do you know where you are?"

"This is the Yunshan Villa District! Each villa is a luxury mansion worth millions; those who live here are all extremely wealthy and powerful!"

"You're looking for the Qin family? Which Qin family?"

"I don't know which Qin family it is, I only know the address is here."

As Ye An spoke, he handed over the note.

Another, slightly older security guard came over and took a look, his expression changing slightly.

He tugged at the young security guard's arm and whispered:

"It seems to say that this is the Qin Xuecheng Qin Dong family."

The young security guard paused for a moment, then looked Ye An up and down again, his suspicion deepening.

"Him? Looking for Chairman Qin? He's probably a conman, isn't he?"

"Get out of the way, don't get in the way!"

Ye An frowned slightly: "Whether it's true or not, you'll know once you inform them."

"A notification? Who do you think Chairman Qin is, someone you can just see whenever you want?"

"Xiao Zhang, forget it."

The older security guard was fairly composed; he picked up the walkie-talkie.

"What if it's true? We can't afford to offend Chairman Qin's guests."

He briefly explained the situation into the walkie-talkie.

A few minutes later, a middle-aged man's voice came through the walkie-talkie:

"Let him in."

The young security guard's expression instantly became quite interesting, as if he had swallowed a fly.

He reluctantly opened the electronic door, watching Ye An's retreating figure, and muttered to himself:

"What incredible luck! How could Chairman Qin possibly know such a poor relative?"

Ye An walked along the tree-lined path and soon saw a middle-aged man standing in front of a three-story detached villa.

The man appeared to be in his mid-forties, dressed in casual trousers and a polo shirt, with gold-rimmed glasses, and looked quite refined.

He is Qin Xuecheng, the man who was just speaking on the phone.

Qin Xuecheng was also sizing up Ye An.

When he saw Ye An's faded T-shirt and old canvas bag,

Behind the lenses, a fleeting look of surprise and disappointment flashed across the depths of her eyes.

"You're Ye An?"

Qin Xuecheng's tone was fairly polite.

"I am."

Ye An nodded.

"Come in."

Stepping into the villa, the luxurious crystal chandelier and the gleaming marble floors immediately reveal the owner's wealth.

Two women, one older and one younger, were sitting on the leather sofa in the living room.

The older one was about thirty-seven or thirty-eight, and still retained her charm.

She wore a well-tailored black business suit, and her shirt was buttoned up meticulously to the top.

Her legs, encased in flesh-colored stockings, were elegantly crossed; her makeup was exquisite, and she exuded a mature and capable elite aura.

The young girl was eighteen or nineteen years old, and she resembled a mature woman by about seven-tenths, but her features were more delicate and outstanding.

She was dressed in a designer casual outfit, the neckline hanging loosely on one side of her rounded shoulder, revealing glimpses of her fair skin and delicate collarbone.

Those long legs were straight and slender, casually stretched out, with delicate ankles and fair insteps that looked exquisitely sculpted in sandals, even the rounded toes had a faint pink hue.

Her appearance was aloof, and her eyes held a hint of disdain and indifference. But the more she was like that, the more people wanted to see her when she was drawn into the mortal world and became emotionally confused.

This is a beauty who is in no way inferior to Su Wanqing!

"Having completed your studies, this is......"

The mature woman stood up, her gaze lingering on Ye An for a moment, her smile appearing somewhat forced.

"Yes, this is Ye An," Qin Xuecheng introduced.

"This is my wife, Lin Hui. You can call her Aunt Lin. This is my daughter, Qin Ruoxue."

Aunt Lin's heart skipped a beat.

A poor boy from the mountains?

Is this the fiancée the old man has been longing for?

She had originally thought that someone who could be valued so highly by the old man must at least be a promising young talent from a prominent family.

The gap between reality and imagination shattered the last vestiges of her hope.

Qin Ruoxue was even more direct.

She merely glanced at Ye An before looking away, as if looking at him any longer would be a waste of time.

She silently gave Ye An a score in her mind.

He's about 1.8 meters tall. If I wear high heels, I'll be about the same height as him.

He has an average appearance, at most considered pretty, but not handsome.

What she found most unbearable was his shabby clothes, which probably cost no more than three hundred yuan in total.

If her girlfriends at school knew that her "fiancé" looked like this, they would probably laugh their heads off.

Compared to those suitors who drive supercars and shower her with limited-edition bags, Ye An is worlds apart from them; he's not even worthy of carrying her shoes.

Qin Ruoxue shook her head inwardly, her eyes almost overflowing with disgust and contempt.

If she were to marry such a poor and destitute man, her life would be completely ruined...