Shen Qianqian wanted to rush forward and curse Su Hua, but then she thought of her father. If she caused trouble at Su Corporation again, her father would not let her off the hook.
Shen Qianqian forcefully suppressed the impulse in her heart.
Shen Mao returned and, looking at Su Hua's retreating figure, frowned and asked, "Qianqian, is that person Su Hua?"
"No, just a vixen. There's no way she could be Su Hua," Shen Qianqian said with a dismissive pout.
Shen Mao, observing Shen Qianqian's expression, frowned and asked, "Is she the one who offended you?"
"Yes," Shen Qianqian nodded. "Dad, she's too arrogant. I really can't swallow this insult."
Shen Mao gently patted Shen Qianqian's head.
"Qianqian, dealing with someone doesn't always have to be done openly. You can teach her a lesson in secret."
He also deeply despised the woman Shen Qianqian had mentioned. Not only had she made his precious daughter suffer, but she had also caused Shen Corporation to lose its collaboration with Su Corporation.
"Dad, what do you mean…?"
Shen Mao smiled and replied, "I'll arrange some people for you. You can secretly send someone to teach her a lesson."
"Thank you, Dad," Shen Qianqian's eyes sparkled.
Finally, she could give that woman some payback.
Shen Mao and Shen Qianqian waited until almost noon when Lin Xuan walked into Su Corporation carrying a lunchbox.
Shen Qianqian's eyes lit up.
It's Lin Xuan!
Shen Qianqian excitedly ran up to Lin Xuan. "Lin Xuan, it's so great to see you again!"
"Lin Xuan, I haven't seen you since the computer competition ended. I've missed you so much."
Shen Qianqian shyly lowered her head, her heart pounding wildly.
Lin Xuan was just too handsome.
Even just a glance from him made her heart race.
Lin Xuan pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling a headache coming on.
Why was Shen Qianqian still so persistent?
"You're Lin Xuan, right?"
Shen Mao also approached Lin Xuan and extended his hand. "Hello, I'm Shen Mao, Qianqian's father and the chairman of Shen Corporation."
"Mm," Lin Xuan nodded indifferently, not shaking Shen Mao's hand.
Shen Mao's expression darkened slightly.
He continued, "Young Master Lin, I heard that you led your team to first place in the National College Computer Team Competition and even broke a record with your individual score. Truly impressive for someone so young."
"Thank you for the praise," Lin Xuan's tone remained indifferent.
Shen Mao's friendly demeanor began to falter.
Lin Xuan had repeatedly brushed him off!
"Young Master Lin," Shen Mao took a deep breath and continued in a friendly tone, "My daughter admires you greatly. Could you perhaps teach her some computer skills in your spare time?"
Shen Qianqian blushed.
If Lin Xuan agreed, she would have countless opportunities to spend time with him.
Proximity breeds affection, and Lin Xuan would surely fall for her.
She wondered if Lin Xuan would agree.
A hint of anticipation rose on Shen Qianqian's face.
"Mr. Shen, I'm sorry, but I have a girlfriend. She doesn't want me getting too close to other women. You should find someone else," Lin Xuan refused him.
Shen Qianqian's eyes instantly turned red.
Lin Xuan had rejected her advances once again.
Why couldn't he just look at her more?
"Mr. Shen, I'll give you some friendly advice: keep your daughter in check. Otherwise, I can't guarantee what might happen."
Lin Xuan walked past Shen Mao, carrying the lunchbox, and entered the elevator.
Shen Mao stood there, stunned.
Lin Xuan had a girlfriend?
Shen Qianqian looked at the lunchbox in Lin Xuan's hand with jealousy.
He must be delivering lunch to that woman.
How could that flirtatious vixen deserve such devotion from Lin Xuan?
If she were Lin Xuan's girlfriend, she would cherish him properly, not go around flirting with others.
Coming back to his senses, Shen Mao instinctively looked at Shen Qianqian.
Shen Qianqian avoided his gaze, not daring to meet his eyes.
After waiting a while longer, Shen Mao realized that continuing to wait would likely yield no results.
"Let's go," Shen Mao said sternly.
When they reached the entrance of Su Corporation, Shen Qianqian hesitated and asked, "Dad, aren't we going to wait for Su Hua?"
"What's the point?" Shen Mao's expression was grim. "It's clear she doesn't want to deal with us. Even if we meet her, it would be the same outcome."
Indeed, Su Hua was as unyielding as the rumors said, with no room for compromise in her eyes.
Now, the collaboration between Shen Corporation and Su Corporation was completely off the table.
The days ahead would be tough for Shen Corporation.
If Shen Qianqian weren't his only child, and one he had doted on since she was young, he might have lost his temper and struck her by now.
Shen Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief.
At least she didn't have to apologize.
But… now that her father knew about Lin Xuan's girlfriend, would he try to stop her from pursuing him?
Shen Qianqian followed Shen Mao back to the Shen residence, her heart filled with worry.
Shen Mao turned around, his face dark as he looked at Shen Qianqian. "Lin Xuan has a girlfriend. Did you know?"
"Yes," Shen Qianqian answered softly, lowering her head.
"Since you knew, why did you still pursue him?" Shen Mao was furious. "I'm the chairman of Shen Corporation! Even if Lin Xuan is talented, he's nothing compared to Shen Corporation. Why should my daughter stoop to being a homewrecker?"
"Dad, Lin Xuan is just temporarily blinded by that vixen," Shen Qianqian said tearfully.
Once Lin Xuan fell for her, he would break up with that woman.
She wasn't really a homewrecker.
"Shen Qianqian!" Shen Mao shouted. "How dare you talk back!"
Shen Qianqian lowered her head.
She was only speaking the truth.
Shen Mao said coldly, "From now on, you are not to have any contact with Lin Xuan. Do you understand?"
"I understand," Shen Qianqian whispered.
"Alright, go eat," Shen Mao said, his tone softening.
Shen Qianqian clenched her fists.
Give up?
How could she give up?
She couldn't lose to that woman. She had to snatch Lin Xuan away from her.
"By the way, Dad," Shen Qianqian asked cautiously while eating, "When will you arrange for people to deal with that woman?"
"In a while," Shen Mao explained. "I've been busy lately and can't spare too many people."
"But…"
Shen Qianqian wanted to say more, but Shen Mao cut her off.
"Qianqian, remember that revenge is a dish best served cold."
"Mm, I understand," Shen Qianqian said, pursing her lips.
That woman could enjoy her arrogance for a little longer.
Once her father assigned her the people, she would make sure that woman suffered beyond imagination!
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
