Chapter 9: The God of Wealth Enters the Entertainment Industry (9)

"I want to see your President Jiang!" Fang Jinnian was quickly running out of patience.

Just moments ago, his assistant had sent a message—news had already broken online revealing the identities of the three of them, with old scandals dredged up by internet users. Now Jiang Youyou had firmly secured the position of the wronged party, causing Fang Group's stock price to fluctuate.

"President Fang, why can't you just trust me?" Wang Ke wore a pained expression. "Our chairman has been very busy lately. If only you’d come a few minutes earlier, you wouldn’t have missed her, right?" He turned the tables with practiced ease, playing his role as the secretary to perfection.

"Fine, fine, fine!" Fang Jinnian nodded repeatedly, the veins prominent on his hand gripping his phone. He wasn’t stupid—these people were treating him like a fool.

"Busy is good, thank you for your understanding, President Fang. If our chairman or the second young lady comes back, I’ll let you know right away," Wang Ke pretended not to hear the implications in Fang Jinnian’s words, nor to notice his expression, dutifully carrying out the second young lady’s instructions.

After all, the sum the second young lady had offered was even larger than what the chairman paid him!

Anyway, the chairman had also told him to send Fang Jinnian away—earning two salaries for one job was more than delightful.

Even stories about charmed lives weren't as satisfying as his own reality!

Fang Jinnian cast a gloomy look at Wang Ke, glanced again into the office, then left without another word. After all, he was a president—he couldn't make a scene or force his way in, especially not in public.

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Hot Spring Villa.

Mist curled gently above the pool as Jiang Youyou reclined comfortably against the edge, her eyes narrowed in pleasure. The steam had flushed her cheeks a rosy red, and her beautiful eyes fixed intently on the girl opposite her. With her upturned eyes tinged with a bewitching charm, the opaque water hid everything but a pair of fair shoulders bared above the surface.

It was a sight that no man could remain unmoved by.

Even as a woman, Nan Yan found it a little dazzling.

But at least she was prepared—after all, her first glance at this face had left her thinking it was stunningly beautiful. Now, soaking in the hot spring, with just enough revealed and just enough concealed, coupled with that unwavering gaze, Jiang Youyou really did resemble an enchanting fox spirit.

"Have you thought it over? Or should I offer you another ten million?"

The moment Jiang Youyou spoke, the seductive atmosphere evaporated, replaced by a domineering air of a nouveau riche.

Nan Yan was speechless.

After a moment’s thought, she replied helplessly, "Miss Jiang, I’m not that fond of money."

The Jiang family was a prominent, first-class family in Pingling City—how had they raised such an uninhibited daughter?

"If you don’t have money, how are you going to get your revenge? You probably can’t even get into the hotel where Fang Jinnian is staying." For those who claimed to be above material things, Jiang Youyou always expressed her opinions in the simplest, most direct way.

She could play mind games if she wished, but mostly she was too lazy to bother.

After all, working so much had left her tired—thinking too hard just made her feel stupid.

Faced with Jiang Youyou’s bluntness, Nan Yan found herself unable to retort—after all, the girl spoke the truth.

The Jiang and Fang families were evenly matched. Even if the Jiang family was now slightly weaker, as the saying went, a starved camel is still bigger than a horse. With her current status and assets, Nan Yan had no idea when she’d ever be able to bring down Fang Jinnian.

Nan Yan pondered, her gaze drifting through the mist to rest on Jiang Youyou’s face. After a moment, she smiled and said, "As far as I know, Miss Jiang and Fang Jinnian were childhood sweethearts with a marriage arrangement. It’s hardly a secret in Pingling now."

"Let those lunatics date each other if they want—I have no interest in joining the farce." Just the thought of Fang Jinnian made Jiang Youyou shudder; the idea of being entangled with a love-obsessed madman was unbearable.

Nan Yan burst out laughing at Jiang Youyou’s novel turn of phrase—this second young lady of the Jiang family was certainly an interesting character.