I Dragged My Fiance's Uncle off the Altar

Fetish of the Rich

“Xing Shu, President Chen said that you have a prospectus. How dare you take away such an important document! Which company would dare to hire someone like you in the future? Hurry up and hand it over!” In the message, Hu Jie’s tone was visibly flustered and exasperated. When they called Lirong Corporation earlier on, President Chen answered the call and asked about the prospectus.

How would she know about this?

She did not expect President Chen to hang up so rudely after hearing her stuttering answer!

How on earth would they be able to sign the contract and complete the acquisition tomorrow?

Thinking of the awkward situation tomorrow, Hu Jie sent another message to Xing Shu: “The data collected by using the company’s resources belongs to the company. You have no right to take it away.”

Xing Shu was so angry at Hu Jie’s words that she laughed. She had seen shameless people, but this one took the cake. She was so disgusted by Cheng Xingyang’s goal to replace her with such a person. But it did not matter. The things she had told Cheng Lang were enough for Cheng Xingyang to suffer.

Xing Shu blocked the message from Hu Jie and said, “Assistant Jian Yaochuan, please stop at the intersection ahead.” Her tone was calm and a little tired.

Jian Yaochuan looked at the rearview mirror, wanting to see some hints on Cheng Lang’s face, but unfortunately… Cheng Lang was impassive. When they reached the intersection, Jian Yaochuan signaled the chauffeur to stop the car.

Xing Shu hugged the box, feeling a little disappointed. She thought that Cheng Lang would ask her to stay, but he sat dispassionately like a stony statue.

“Young Uncle, you’re not asking me to stay?” Xing Shu leaned against the car window. Her long hair fell down, making her face look even smaller. She seemed to have said this casually—without waiting for Cheng Lang to respond, she carried the box and got out of the car.

Cheng Lang gazed quietly after her receding figure for a long time before retracting his gaze. Xing Shu was like a lone injured wolf, finding a place to lick her wounds in secret and did not need anyone’s sympathy.

It was not until she felt the gaze behind her was gone that Xing Shu slowly relaxed her body. This place was very close to her apartment, and she needed to cool down. She could not give herself any hope.

He was just a bed partner—did she expect a bed partner to be considerate of her?

Her cell phone rang. This time, it was Cheng Xingyang. Cheng Xingyang was a little anxious when he did not receive Xing Shu’s apology message. Xing Shu sneered and blocked Cheng Xingyang’s phone number. However, after a while, Xing Linlin called—it was probably Cheng Xingyang using her phone. The two of them were really joined at the hip. Xing Shu did not favor one and blocked Xing Linlin’s number.

After returning to her apartment, Xing Shu turned on her laptop and browsed a recruitment portal. She then realized that she had a job offer—for the post of Director of M&A—from Cheng Corporation Group’s Human Resources Department. Xing Shu’s fingertips trembled.

Were they asking her to replace Cheng Xingyang?

Xing Shu thought for a moment. The only person who could do this was Cheng Lang. She was a little nervous. Afraid that she had misunderstood Cheng Lang’s meaning, she sent a question mark to Cheng Lang’s email—similar to the one he had sent her earlier in the day

Cheng Lang quickly replied: “Reward.” A cold word that emanated an inexplicable charm.

“Young Uncle, is this considered abusing your power for personal gain?” Xing Shu felt warmth in her heart; fireworks blooming. She had felt very aggrieved when she tendered her resignation today. Her triumphant return would be a massive slap in the face; she naturally would not miss this opportunity. As for the subsequent Xing and Cheng families’ trouble-making, she would think about it later. Her gratification now was what mattered most!

She thought that Cheng Lang would not reply again, but she received a new email with only one word: “Yes.”

Xing Shu suddenly felt a little emotional. She had known Cheng Xingyang for so many years, but she had never received a gift. In her 13 years in the Xing family, she had only gotten this small apartment. Her car was bought with her own salary. She had only been involved with Cheng Lang for a week, and she had already gotten a villa worth 20 million yuan. Now, she has been promoted. No wonder some women always wanted to take shortcuts—shortcuts were really fast! Compared to Cheng Lang, Cheng Xingyang was nothing. He was not even worthy of carrying Cheng Lang’s shoes!

“Young Uncle, don’t worry. I promise to work hard to repay your kindness.” Cheng Lang was now considered her sugar daddy; it was necessary to cajole her sugar daddy occasionally. Compared to money, ego was nothing! Moreover, Xing Shu realized that Cheng Lang liked this very much. Was this a fetish of the rich?