After traveling through time, I became a princess in ancient times

At the airport gate in northern Kyoto, a handsome young man in a suit took a deep breath of the familiar air. His expression showed both the relief of returning home and the solemnity in his heart.

The cell phone rang suddenly, and the screen showed that it was Huang Shanshan calling. A complicated smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he pressed the answer button.

"Young Master Su, you finally decided to come back?"

On the other end of the phone, Huang Shanshan's voice was calm and direct, with an unquestionable sense of authority: "I'm waiting for you at the company. Some things must be discussed in person. Don't even think about running away."

He said "hmm" softly, hung up the phone, and hailed a taxi. Some things have to be faced sooner or later.

Inside the car, Su Muran stared at the passing scenery outside the window. The skyline of Kyoto was still prosperous, but the Su family, which had once been at its peak, had quietly gone downhill in the business world. Their stocks had plummeted, as if they were shrouded in a huge shadow.

After the car arrived downstairs of the Huang Group, Su Muran stood in front of the towering building. The sunlight shone on his tightly pursed lips, and the faint touch of the vibration of his cell phone made his heart tremble.

He slowly took out his phone, and the words on the screen cut through the air like a sharp blade: "If you dare to marry Huang Shanshan, the Su and Huang families will disappear from Kyoto from now on."

In front of the magnificent glass curtain wall, Su Muran stared down at the cold and glaring threatening message on the mobile phone screen. When he called the number, the system prompt tone was that the number was invalid and there was no clue at all.

All around him were business people hurrying past, but their laughter and conversation sounded unusually distant to Su Muran.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, lifting the hair on his forehead and seeming to blow away the hesitation in his heart.

Su Muran put his phone back into his pocket, looked up at the towering building of Huang Group, curled his lips into a sneer, turned around and walked into the revolving door. Every step he took was steady and powerful, as if he was declaring to the world: No matter how thorny the road ahead is, he, Su Muran, will move forward.

He walked into the luxurious and cold lobby. Under the towering ceiling, the crystal chandelier cast an image on the marble floor. A sense of crisis was hidden under the solemn and gorgeous appearance.

Then he adjusted his tie and walked towards the elevator. The elevator door slowly opened. The coldness of the metal formed a sharp contrast with the hustle and bustle of the outside world. He pressed the button for the 18th floor, and the door closed again, blocking out the outside sound.

As the floor numbers climbed, Su Muran's heart couldn't help but become restless. Next, he was going to do something against his will.

The elevator door opened again, and an even stronger business atmosphere hit us in the face. On both sides of the corridor were closed office doors. Famous paintings and calligraphy were hung on the walls, but they could not hide the huge sense of oppression brought about by the tense atmosphere in the air.

He walked through the corridor, each step stepping on invisible sharp blades, until he stood in front of the door marked "President's Office".

In the president's office, sunlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the smooth floor, contrasting with Huang Shanshan's well-tailored white business suit, making her look particularly dazzling.

At this moment, she was standing behind a large desk, her long black hair neatly tied up, her eyes sharp as an eagle, her lips tightly pursed, revealing an inviolable majesty. There were heavy documents scattered on the desk, one of which was slammed heavily on the desk, making a crisp sound that shook the air.

"Manager Li, your mistake is not just a deviation in data, but also a disregard for the company's future strategy."

Huang Shanshan's voice was deep and powerful, and every word struck the heart of the middle-aged manager opposite, whose forehead was sweating.

Her eyes seemed to be able to penetrate all hypocrisy and see directly into the deepest cowardice of people's hearts: "In Huang's, I will not allow anyone to make such a low-level mistake. You know how serious the consequences are this time. How should I punish you?"

Manager Li's legs went limp, and his knees hit the marble floor heavily, making a dull sound. His face instantly lost color, turning pale as paper, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. His voice was trembling with nervousness, and he begged for mercy repeatedly, "Boss Huang, I really know I was wrong. Please give me another chance. I have a wife and children at home to support."

Huang Shanshan's eyes were as cold as ice and did not waver at all. She slowly stood up, walked around the large desk and came to Manager Li, looking down at him with a cold voice: "Opportunities only come to those who are prepared. Your mistakes are beyond my tolerance. The business world is like a battlefield. Any negligence can be fatal."

Manager Li's eyes were wide open, filled with unwilling despair. He tried to grasp the last glimmer of hope. His hands trembled as he stretched them forward, as if to grab the opportunity that was about to slip away.

"Boss Huang, I...I have devoted myself to the company over the years. This is really an accident. I beg you..."

Before she finished speaking, Huang Shanshan interrupted her coldly. Her eyes remained unshaken, with only unquestionable determination: "Huang's never keeps idle people, let alone people who only make excuses after making mistakes. Go to the finance department to collect your salary."

Seeing that Manager Li was still not moving, she pressed the intercom button on the corner of the table and ordered, "Security Department, send a few people up here. We need to deal with a resigned employee."

Manager Li did not dare to offend the successor of the Huang Group, and left the office obediently with reluctance in his heart. The moment he opened the door, he happened to pass by Su Muran.

Huang Shanshan raised her eyes from the documents on her desk the moment Su Muran walked in, and their eyes met in the air, as if thousands of words were being silently conveyed at this moment.

She quickly adjusted her breathing and tried to make herself look calmer and more controlled, but the barely perceptible tenderness in her eyes still quietly revealed her emotions.

She casually tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. This action was both natural and deliberately elegant, as if she was making final preparations for the next conversation.

Huang Shanshan slowly sat back at her workstation. A complex emotion flashed in her eyes, which was then replaced by a deliberately suppressed calmness. Her fingertips tapped the table, making a rhythmic "dong dong" sound, as if knocking on the invisible barrier between the two of them.

"Young Master Su, you've been gone for three years without any news. Why are you suddenly willing to come back now?"

Her voice was not loud, but every word was like a carefully selected blade, piercing Su Muran's heart accurately.

Su Muran strode to the desk, pulled out a chair, sat down heavily, and looked into Huang Shanshan's eyes. His momentum was not weak at all: "If Miss Huang is just here to reminisce about the past, I'm afraid my time is much more precious than you think. I don't have time to play this kind of house game with you."

His words were provocative, and he showed no mercy for Huang Shanshan's bad temper. The atmosphere became solemn.

The corner of Huang Shanshan's mouth curled up into a sneer, which contained both provocation and a hint of subtle bitterness.

She stood up suddenly, and her figure instantly turned into a sharp wind. She bypassed the long table and went straight in front of Su Muran. The distance between them was so close that they could almost feel each other's breath.

"Su Muran, do you think that you can erase everything that happened after you left for three years? Or do you think that you are the only one in the world who can live recklessly? Do I, Huang Shanshan, have to revolve around you and cannot live without making me angry?"

Su Muran looked up and smiled gently, feeling relieved about the past and not caring about Huang Shanshan's current mood.

"Ms. Huang, you misunderstood. I came back only for the Su family, not to prove anything, and certainly not to please you. Since we don't agree, then..."

As he spoke, he slowly stood up, his eyes swept across Huang Shanshan's angry face, and finally fixed on her tightly pursed lips, and said coldly: "If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

When Huang Shanshan saw him turn around resolutely, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes. She took a step forward, almost touching Su Muran's nose. That sense of dominance filled the entire office again.

"Su Muran, I, Huang Shanshan, never do anything without benefit, but this time I really want to help you. I have seen the decline of the Su family in recent years, and I am worried about it. Do you think I am the kind of person who can only talk? I have the resources and plans to help the Su family regain its strength."

Upon hearing this, Su Muran slowly turned around and stared at Huang Shanshan, as if he wanted to see through every corner of her heart.

"Do you think I, Su Muran, am a three-year-old child who can be shaken by just a few empty words from you? Do you really want to help me? When you say this, it sounds like sarcasm."

As he spoke, he stepped closer, their breaths intertwined, and a subtle tension filled the air.

Huang Shanshan was not willing to be outdone. She straightened her back and looked directly into Su Muran's eyes, with an unusual determination flashing in her eyes.

"Su Muran, I, Huang Shanshan, have always been open and aboveboard in my actions. This time, I am serious. As for your doubts, I can understand, but don't forget that our engagement is no joke. If you want to revive the Su family, you should understand that fulfilling the engagement is the greatest trust I have given you."

Su Muran's eyes became deep at this moment, as if the brightest stars in the night sky were quietly obscured by dark clouds.

The content of the anonymous text message suddenly flashed through my mind, like a sharp knife cutting through my already complicated emotions. I couldn't let my feelings harm the Su and Huang families.

He avoided Huang Shanshan's expectant gaze, his sneering face hiding too many unspeakable emotions.

But those restless hands gently touched Huang Shanshan's shoulders, as gently as if touching a fragile treasure, but were suddenly withdrawn the next second, maintaining a subtle distance.

Huang Shanshan's eyes instantly gathered into a storm. She took a step closer and asked word by word with almost all her strength: "Su Muran, are you willing to marry me?"

Her voice echoed in the office with irresistible majesty, and her excited body trembled slightly.

Su Muran slowly took a step back and distanced himself from Huang Shanshan: "Sorry, Huang Shanshan, I don't want to."

These four words struck her heart hard.

Huang Shanshan was stunned and her face turned pale instantly. The eyes that once sparkled with confidence now lost focus, as if all her strength had been drained away at this moment.

But she did not let herself fall. She tried hard to overcome her emotions and let out a self-deprecating smile that was filled with bitter reluctance.

Just as Su Muran took a step forward and was about to touch the door handle of the office, Huang Shanshan, as swift as a cheetah hunting, grabbed Su Muran's arm with one hand with such force that Su Muran couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Su Muran, don't even think about leaving like this. You must give me, Huang Shanshan, a clear answer today. Either let me be Madam Su, or you can't even think about leaving."

Her voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, with unquestionable determination.

Su Muran turned around, feeling helpless about Huang Shanshan's persistence and mocking her own fate, and said against his will: "Miss Huang, marriage is not a joke, nor is it just the union of two people, it is the future of two families."

Huang Shanshan's eyes were like two burning flames staring at Su Muran. She said stubbornly and unwillingly, "Is it me, Huang Shanshan, who is not pretty enough? Or is it that I am not worthy of Young Master Su's eyes?"

Su Muran's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and he looked at her deeply. His eyes, which were usually as calm as water, flashed a barely perceptible fluctuation at this moment.

"No, you are very beautiful, so beautiful that it makes my heart flutter."

Huang Shanshan's eyes flashed with surprise, but were soon replaced by doubt: "Then why don't you want to marry me?"

While asking the question, she held Su Muran's arm even tighter with both hands, fearing that he would disappear again.

Su Muran's face darkened. He leaned forward slightly, and said in a deep voice with irresistible power: "Huang Shanshan, let go! I don't want to get entangled with you here. Don't force me to use violence to solve the problem between us."

Huang Shanshan's hand did not loosen, but she tightened it. There was a stubborn light in her eyes, and she confronted Su Muran's gaze: "You dare? Su Muran, you try it! I, Huang Shanshan, have never been afraid of anyone since I was a child. Today, I must make you give me an explanation."

Although her voice was soft, it carried a power that could not be underestimated, as if it could ignite the air in the room in the next second.

Su Muran's eyes suddenly became sharp, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, like an ice ridge that suddenly condensed in winter.

"Huang Shanshan, I, Su Muran, am not only an undercurrent in the business world, but also an undefeated legend in the boxing ring."

Huang Shanshan's eyes were burning with unyielding flames. She glared at Su Muran with her eyes wide open and said provocatively, "Young Master Su, if you have the guts, just hit me. Don't let me look down on you. I, Huang Shanshan, will never let go of something I have determined."

Su Muran's face became even gloomier, and there seemed to be a storm brewing in his eyes. He raised his hand in anger, but stopped suddenly when he was about to touch Huang Shanshan. He was reluctant to let his hand fall on her, and finally let it go helplessly.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. He suddenly approached Huang Shanshan. The air between them almost froze. He said domineeringly: "Miss Huang, what do you want to do? Do you understand that marriage is not a joke, and it is not a bargaining chip for me, Su Muran, to solve the family crisis."

Huang Shanshan looked him straight in the face without flinching: "Marry me and let me be your Madam Su. Young Master Su, you must understand that only I, Huang Shanshan, can make the Su family glorious again."

He was stunned, his eyes lingering on Huang Shanshan's determined face, as if he saw the tenacity in her heart.