From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

After sending Ye Zhiwei to Bai Zhi's safe house, Lu Yunzhou did not return to Yuanchuan, but instead went to Jingyuan Community.

When he got downstairs, it was almost ten o'clock.

The lights were on in the building where Mu Qingying lived, and the security guard at the entrance let him through as soon as he saw him.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, Lu Yunzhou stopped in his tracks.

The hallway outside the apartment was filled with flowers.

Clusters of black irises stood side by side, their stems wrapped in silver paper, with a dozen or so luxury gift boxes stacked nearby.

There was only a narrow gap in front of the shoe cabinet, and people had to turn sideways to pass through.

The floral and leather scents blended together, leaving one's throat feeling dry.

Lu Yunzhou glanced at the brand logo on the gift box and then knocked on the door.

No one answered from inside.

He knocked twice more, and the lock clicked softly.

Mu Qingying only opened the door halfway, first peeking at him through the crack, her arm still blocking the doorway.

"Why are you only arriving now?"

Her voice was soft, and she looked tired.

Lu Yunzhou squeezed in sideways and closed the door behind him.

Mu Qingying immediately locked the door, checked the peephole again, and then relaxed her shoulders.

"Did Tang Shaoyu send you these things from outside?"

Lu Yunzhou raised his chin.

Mu Qingying did not answer, but went to the living room and drew the curtains tightly.

There was a glass of ice-cold water on the table. She picked it up, touched the side of the glass, and then put it back down.

"Starting three days ago, he has been delivering different things every day."

She opened the drawer, which contained several invitations, project contracts, and a stack of unopened gift cards.

"Flowers were delivered to my door, and gifts were delivered to my office. Ostensibly, it was to discuss cooperation, but in reality, he would ask me every day when I was free for dinner. If I refused, he would send his assistant instead. When I turned down the assistant, he would have someone from the project department contact me."

Lu Yunzhou picked up a contract, with the name of Party A at the top.

The company under the Tang family quoted exorbitant prices, but the payment terms were vaguely stated.

Mu Qingying sat down on the sofa, knees together, hands pressing down on the hem of her skirt.

"After the Shen family broke off the engagement, Tang Shaoyu's life in the Tang family was not as good as before."

She paused for a moment, her throat moving slightly.

"He used to have people fawning over him, but now that he's in trouble, those same people are running away faster than anyone else. The Tang family wants to regain the resources of the Mu family in Kyoto, so he's set his sights on me."

Lu Yunzhou folded the contract and put it back on the table.

"He's using you as a way out."

Mu Qingying looked up, her eyes burning with suppressed anger.

"He said that as long as I agreed to the marriage, the Tang family could get back several projects. He also said that it would be a good thing for both families, and that if I refused, I would be disrespecting him."

"Did you agree?"

"I didn't even touch the things he sent."

As soon as she said those words, she pressed her palm into the hem of her skirt, creating a crease.

Those gift boxes were placed outside the door, like a group of uninvited eyes, blocking her way so much that she didn't even dare to have takeout delivered to her door these past few days.

Lu Yunzhou pulled her hand away from the hem of her skirt and placed it in his palm.

"Next time he comes, have the security guards throw all his things out."

Mu Qingying raised an eyebrow: "Just throw it away and that's it?"

"Of course not."

Lu Yunzhou lowered his voice and tightened his grip.

"I'll handle Tang Shaoyu. I'll make sure he can't get a single thing done on the project. If he dares to block your door again, I'll make him come and clean it up himself."

Mu Qingying stared at him for a moment, and her previously tense shoulder line relaxed a little.

She wanted to laugh, but her gaze fell on the pile of gifts outside the door.

"Don't take this to Kyoto."

"He first brought the matter to your doorstep."

I know your temper.

She raised her hand and tapped his chest. "Before you hit someone, think about whether my family will arrest me and question me."

Lu Yunzhou looked down at the hand and then grasped it.

Are you worried about me?

Mu Qingying's ears burned, and she immediately reached for the water glass on the table.

"I'm worried about the project. If you hurt Tang Shaoyu, who will clean up the mess afterwards?"

"Then I'll be gentle."

"You really know how to pick the important points."

She scolded people, but her expression softened.

Just as Lu Yunzhou was about to pull the person closer, a large patch of white light suddenly shone outside the window.

All the lights in the room were rendered colorless.

The cup in Mu Qingying's hand stopped in mid-air, and a circle of fine ripples appeared on the surface of the water.

Lu Yunzhou looked up at the window, where a line of huge golden characters first appeared on the outer wall.

The three characters "Tang Shaoyu" occupy half of the building wall.

Immediately following, the second line of text appeared from the right, with red font spreading out and the content so blunt it made one frown.

"Mu Qingying, marry me. The Tang family is willing to use all its resources to make you the young mistress of the Tang family."

Hundreds of small projection drones hovered outside the building, their lights constantly adjusting their angles.

The images on the building changed, with one after another of Tang Shaoyu's meticulously edited photos appearing: suits, luxury cars, banquets, project signings, and even old photos of him and Mu Qingying together were included.

Soon, the sound of a loudspeaker came from downstairs.

"Miss Mu, Young Master Tang is waiting for your response!"

"The Tang family and the Mu family joining forces make them the perfect match for Sheng'an!"

Some people were shouting, some were laughing, and some were even holding up their phones to livestream.

The property management's loudspeaker blared several times, trying to get people to leave, but the crowd pushed the sound back.

Mu Qingying walked quickly to the window, but stopped abruptly as soon as her hand touched the curtains.

If she pulls it open, all the cameras will be pointed at her.

The crowd downstairs had already formed a circle. Tang Shaoyu stood next to the float, wearing a white suit and holding a black jewelry box in his hands.

A huge "GG" sign was placed next to the car, with the two people's names printed on it and a striking heart-shaped pattern in the middle.

"Qingying, I know you're home!"

Tang Shaoyu raised a megaphone, his voice echoing throughout the entire neighborhood, "Since you won't answer my calls, this is the only way I can tell you. The Tang family is willing to give you the cooperation rights for the Nanwan project. As long as you marry me, I guarantee you'll have everything you want!"

In the live stream, someone changed the title to "The Proposal of the Century by the Heiress of Kyoto and the Young Master of the Tang Family," and the number of viewers skyrocketed.

Mu Qingying lowered her voice: "He wants to force me to agree in public."

Lu Yunzhou's jaw tightened, and he pressed his palm against her shoulder.

He still wants to use you to turn his life around.

"Go outside, and he'll pull you into his play."

Mu Qingying turned to look at him, her eyes filled with hesitation, yet also with a stubborn refusal to back down.

"Then what do you suggest we do?"

Lu Yunzhou did not answer immediately.

The phone rang at that moment.

Tang Shaoyu's number popped up on the screen, followed by a multimedia message.

In the photo, Tang family bodyguards are guarding the three exits of Jingyuan, while the property manager is blocked by people next to the gate.

The MMS message contained only one line of text.

"Lu Yunzhou, if you dare to come downstairs, I'll let everyone know that you live off women."

Mu Qingying's face darkened when she saw that sentence.

Lu Yunzhou deleted the text message, clenched his phone in his palm, and turned to walk towards the door.

The loudspeaker downstairs started playing again.

"Mu Qingying, if you don't come out, I'll make everyone in the building wait with me!"

Lu Yunzhou bent down to pick up the invitation, ran his finger along the edge of the paper, and the paper immediately tore.

Mu Qingying walked to his side and pressed down on his wrist.

"Are you going down?"