Mr. Gu's wife is a little naughty

"Bitch, how dare you!" In Beichen's minimalist yet imposing office, a suppressed storm was quietly brewing. He abruptly stood up, his entire body engulfed in flames of rage. His usually calm and profound eyes now gleamed with uncontrollable fury. He swept everything carefully arranged on his desk—the documents, the pen holder, even the potted plant that symbolized his calm demeanor—to the floor, one by one, with crisp, piercing cracks, each one an echo of his inner rage.

On the phone screen, photos glaringly displayed the close intimacy between Hong Momo and Mr. Gu. This scene was like a sharp knife piercing Beichen's heart, making him feel unprecedented humiliation and betrayal. He clenched his fists, veins bulging, as if he wanted to turn this invisible humiliation into something tangible and shatter it in one fell swoop.

"President!" In this tense, almost frozen atmosphere, Beichen's assistant gently pushed open the door and cautiously stepped into the mess. Her eyes quickly swept over the debris on the ground. Although she was shocked, she maintained professional calm and caution on the surface, fearing that her presence would exacerbate her boss's anger.

"What's going on?" Beichen tried to calm his breathing, loosening his grip on his tie and letting it hang loosely across his chest. He then slowly sat back in his chair. Although his expression seemed calmer, his eyes were still filled with anger.

"This is the invitation that Mr. Tian just sent. He specifically invites you to bring Miss Hong to the dinner he is hosting tomorrow night." The assistant carefully placed the invitation on Beichen's desk and slowly took a step back.

Beichen's eyes inadvertently swept across the dazzling red, and a barely perceptible sneer flashed in his eyes. "Is he waiting to see me make a fool of myself?"

The assistant stood aside, secretly trying to gauge Beichen's mood, a hint of worry unconsciously furrowing his brow. Beichen's personality was unpredictable, and the assistant didn't know what to say at this moment. Hesitating for a moment, he ultimately chose silence, simply waiting quietly, as if even his breathing was deliberately light, afraid to disturb the delicate atmosphere.

The wooden door of the office creaked softly and was gently pushed open again, and Hong Momo's figure quietly appeared. Her face was originally filled with unconcealed joy, but when she saw the mess on the floor of the office, she couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

"What... happened?" Her words were mixed with confusion and concern, and her pace unconsciously quickened.

Beichen just glanced at her briefly, then turned his head and ignored her.

Hong Momo's gaze, searching, gently swept across the assistant's face, catching a glimpse of something unusual in the subtle expression of someone wanting to speak but not being able to. Her pace unconsciously slowed, and she finally came to a gentle stop beside Beichen. She slowly crouched down, gently placing her hands on Beichen's knees.

"Chen, what's wrong? Are you having any difficulties at work?" Her voice was soft and full of concern, and every word sounded like a carefully chosen note.

However, Beichen's reaction was tinged with a subtle chill. He leaned slightly to the side, almost instinctively avoiding Hong Momo's comforting hands, his movements revealing a hint of unspoken disdain. He also snorted coldly!

"You still dare to come here to me? Do you really not take me seriously?" Beichen said angrily to Hong Momo.

Hong Momo's eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment. She stared at Beichen, her innocence and helplessness seeming to touch the softest part of a person's heart. "Chen, what's wrong with me? Did I do something wrong again?"

Despite being the apple of Hongyuan Real Estate's eye, enjoying the envy of wealth and splendor, Hong Momo is willing to shed all her glory and pride and humble herself to the dust before Beichen. This love, for her, transcends everything in the world and is the most precious thing in her life.

Seeing this, the assistant sighed inwardly, shook his head softly, and then slowly exited the room with a nearly imperceptible grace. The door quietly closed behind him, leaving only a faint sigh echoing in the air. At that moment outside the door, he finally couldn't help but let out a long, turbid breath, as if to expel all the depression and confusion from his body. Then, he shook his head, and with a mixed feeling, he turned and left.

"How dare you ask me that? You're so great, Miss Hong!" Beichen's tone was filled with undisguised sarcasm and disappointment. He picked up a glass of wine on the table and took a long gulp.

"Chen, I really don't know what I did wrong. I-I have good news for you." Hong Momo forced a smile, but it couldn't hide the panic and confusion in her eyes. Gently, almost pleadingly, she placed her hands on Beichen's legs again, trying to close the distance between them with this subtle movement. "I just went to Mingyi Capital. That Mr. Gu is really the one who saved me in Tibet, and he also agreed to discuss the matter of the mudflats."

"Oh, really?" Beichen turned around slowly, his eyes as cold as ice fixed on Hong Momo, and a barely perceptible cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Yes." Hong Momo didn't notice the subtle change in Beichen's expression, and responded with a smile, "He promised me personally that the matter of that piece of land is okay~"

Before he could finish his words, Beichen moved swiftly and an irresistible force suddenly erupted. He waved his hand suddenly, and Hong Momo was caught off guard. The whole person was pushed backwards by this invisible force and fell heavily to the ground.

"Chen, what are you doing?" Hong Momo struggled to sit up, looking at Beichen with eyes full of confusion and grievance.

"Miss Hong, you've really worked so hard!" Beichen's words were laced with subtle sarcasm. "It's a pity that I, Beichen, am not lucky enough to enjoy your kindness."

"Chen, I really don't understand what I did wrong. If there is anything I did wrong, you can just tell me directly, and I will definitely change it in the future, okay?" When Hong Momo heard this, a trace of confusion and grievance flashed in her eyes. She supported herself and slowly stood up again, trying to dissolve Beichen's indifference with gentleness, and whispered softly.

"Hey, Miss Hong, this is unacceptable. How could I, Beichen, dare to hope for such a blessing?" Beichen's words were filled with a hint of joking and helplessness. He shook his head lightly, then deliberately distanced himself from Hong Momo, "Someone, please ask Miss Hong to leave!"

Beichen shouted at the office door, and soon several security guards walked in.

"Beichen, what exactly do you mean by this?" Hong Momo frowned, a subtle rage flickering in her eyes. "Beichen, I don't know where I went wrong. I sacrificed my personal feelings and kindness for you, going to Mingyi Capital to try to secure a chance of success for you. But how could you treat me like this?"

"Do you want to know what it means?" Beichen's tone was playful. He slowly pulled out his mobile phone from his pocket, the screen lit up, and opened the photo of Lin Tao leaning over and talking in Hong Momo's ear. To be honest, the angle of this photo was extremely tricky. If you didn't know the inside story, you would really mistakenly think that Hong Momo was hugged and kissed by Lin Tao.

Hong Momo's eyes flickered over the photo, instantly realizing Beichen had misunderstood her because of it. Seeing the anger gathering between his brows, Hong Momo felt an inexplicable warmth well up in her heart. "Is Chen jealous? It turns out he truly loves me." She pondered this, her lips curling up unconsciously in a gentle, relieved smile.

"Chen, are you jealous?" Hong Momo's voice was playful, trying to ease the current deadlock with a smile. She slowly approached, trying to close the distance between them, but unexpectedly encountered Beichen's slightly indifferent avoidance again. However, Hong Momo did not feel frustrated at all. Instead, her heart was filled with sweetness. "Chen, listen to me, this is not the case. Mr. Gu and I are really..."

"I don't want to hear you anymore. Get out. I don't want to see you right now." Beichen interrupted Hong Momo before she could finish her words. Seeing that the people who had entered the room didn't move at all, he became even angrier. "What are you still standing there for? Get her out of my office right now."

At first, those people thought it was just a quarrel between a young couple, but now seeing Beichen like this, they immediately stopped hesitating. The two of them looked at each other, and tacitly, one on the left and one on the right, with an almost respectful yet forceful attitude, gently but firmly supported Hong Momo and prepared to take her away from here.

"Let me go, Chen, you really misunderstood. Things are really not what you think." Hong Momo's voice was filled with a hint of desperate struggle. She struggled to twist her wrists, which were tightly clamped by the security guards. Her clear eyes gleamed with a glimmer of unyielding and misunderstanding. However, she was ultimately just a weak woman, and in the face of strength, all her struggles seemed pale and powerless.

"What are you waiting for? Drag this bitch out of here right now." Beichen slammed the wine glass in his hand heavily to the ground. Seeing this, the security guard did not dare to delay any longer. No matter how Hong Momo struggled and called out, he did not dare to delay at all and carried Hong Momo out of the office.

"Bitch, bastard!" Beichen's roar was like a long-suppressed volcano erupting, echoing in the quiet office. Then came the even louder sound of something being smashed.