After binding the rich woman system, I became a top white, rich and beautiful woman

It's impossible for Li Qingcheng to let go.

Fengyu will not fall for the same trick twice.

He curled his lips into a wicked smile, "If you're not afraid that our past relationship will become public knowledge, then go ahead and call for help. I don't care."

Feng Yu gave off an air of nonchalance, like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, which completely baffled Li Qingcheng. She felt that this kid knew how to resist threats, and she simply couldn't do anything about him.

Li Qingcheng glared angrily at Feng Yu, stammering out "you" several times before finally managing to utter a complete sentence, "What exactly do you want?"

"What do you think, sister? You still don't know what I want, do you?" Feng Yu's words trailed off, making her seem dangerous and mysterious...

Li Qingcheng's mind went blank, and after her expression changed several times, she shook her head. "I really don't know. Why don't you... just tell me? As long as it's within my power, I'll try my best to help..."

Feng Yu chuckled, interrupting her questioning: "Sister, you're not being sincere with your words. All I want is an explanation, so why won't you give me one?"

Explanation?

Explain what?

Does this explain why she left the money and left in the first place?

Li Qingcheng didn't think there was anything to explain. She was a single mother, and he was a young man in his early twenties. They were from two different worlds. What else could they do besides pay him off?

Surely I can't offer myself in return?

The answer is obvious: Impossible!

Li Qingcheng frowned, her voice low and menacing as she spoke again, "I have nothing to explain. More than two years have passed since that night; it's time to move on. I hope you can too..."

With each sentence Li Qingcheng spoke, Feng Yu's expression grew increasingly grim.

That's why she couldn't bring herself to say anything even harsher.

"Cough cough~"

She coughed several times in succession, deliberately downplaying the issue as she said to him, "In short, I'm much older than you, and there's no other possibility between us in this transaction."

"Regardless of what you think of me, I advise you to give up those ideas. If you feel you didn't get enough money last time and that you were taken advantage of, I can compensate you even more. Just name your amount, and I'll transfer it to you right now."

Li Qingcheng was just one step away from saying the word "sugar baby".

Feng Yu was both amused and annoyed. She quickly cut to the heart of Li Qingcheng's thoughts with a few words, "What? Sister, do you want to take care of me? Should I be grateful and feel honored?"

He looked and smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes at all.

At this moment, he made Li Qingcheng inexplicably panic.

She felt things were getting worse...

"That's not what I meant. I just wanted you to be satisfied. I'm really sorry about what happened that night. I drank too much, and I didn't mean to do that to you..."

Feng Yu ignored Li Qingcheng's explanation, gritting his teeth, "If apologies were enough, what would we need the police for?"

At this point, there's really no need to continue the conversation. Because... no matter how much they talk, they won't reach a conclusion.

Li Qingcheng sighed, pondered for a few seconds, and then took a 360-degree turn in the topic, "Little friend, what's your name?"

Abundant: "Abundant".

"Are you an actress?" Li Qingcheng asked again.

Feng Yu nodded, "A stunt double for action scenes."

"How old are you?" she continued to ask.

Feng Yu: "25 years old."

She indeed didn't remember my age, nor did she remember what I said to her that night.

This is probably the difference between liking and disliking. Because she has no feelings for me, she doesn't care who I am or anything related to me.

Seeing that she didn't ask any more questions, he gave her a deep look, turned around, and left!

He arrived in a menacing manner.

He left looking disheveled and lonely.

Li Qingcheng watched Feng Yu's retreating figure, wanting to call out to him several times, but in the end... she used her strong reason to swallow her words.

Because it's unnecessary.

For the next two weeks, Feng Yu and Li Qingcheng did not see each other again, as if their reunion more than two years later was an illusion.

However, when the gears of fate turn again, it doesn't seem so abrupt that they meet again!

It was a business dinner where people were exchanging pleasantries. Li Qingcheng was still representing Mingyao Media. She seemed to be feeling unwell and repeatedly refused toasts from her business partners. However, someone still insisted on toasting her, and her face instantly turned ugly.

"Mr. Zhou, I really can't drink. How about this, I'll treat everyone to a meal another day..."

Before she could finish speaking, President Zhou coldly shouted, no longer bothering to pretend, "Li Qingcheng, you're already here, what are you pretending for? Do you still think you're that high and mighty heiress of the Li family? Stop trying to make yourself look good. Let me tell you, you have to drink this wine today, whether you like it or not."

Li Qingcheng was born with the surname Li, and to be honest, she had never met anyone who dared to be so arrogant in front of her.

She tossed her hair, scoffed, and asked, "You surnamed Zhou, are you threatening me?"

Mr. Zhou laughed heartily a few times, then adopted a cowardly demeanor, "Yes, I'm threatening you, and I'm going to threaten you today. What can you do about it? You wouldn't..., would you?"

Fengyu, who was just passing by, could no longer hold back when Mr. Zhou said those words.

With a loud bang, he kicked open the door to the private room and strode in, standing directly in front of Li Qingcheng. "Sister, are you alright?"

Li Qingcheng stared at the tall, imposing figure before her, feeling somewhat dazed.

She couldn't remember the last time someone stood up for her when she was wronged or bullied... The long-lost emotions etched in her DNA were now wildly resurfacing.

In truth, Li Qingcheng knew that she shouldn't change her opinion of Feng Yu because of this. Even more so, she shouldn't think that there were other possibilities between them because of this.

She's so old, how could she not distinguish right from wrong?

However, some emotions arise suddenly and are beyond human control.

A barren world, yet flowers bloom everywhere.

abundant.

I remember you.

Silently repeating to herself, Li Qingcheng replied in a pitifully soft voice, "I'm fine."

Before she could finish speaking, Feng Yu grabbed a wine bottle, smashed it, and pointed the irregular, sharp end at President Zhou, saying, "If you want to bully her, you'll have to ask me first."

"No..." Boss Zhou was somewhat intimidated by the wine bottle in Feng Yu's hand and took a few steps back, but his mouth remained stubborn. "Kid, who are you? Do you know where you are? Believe me, I can make sure you can't make a living in the whole of Qingcheng with just one word?"

Fengyu had heard of this General Manager Zhou; he appeared glamorous, but was rotten to the core.

He showed no mercy to people who made a living by bragging and barely maintained a semblance of dignity, directly confronting them: "Anyone can brag, right? I could say I could make the earth explode on the spot, would you believe me?"

President Zhou: "......"

Where did this handsome, hot-tempered troublemaker come from?

I've never heard of such a person in the capital.

If I remember correctly, he just called that woman Li Qingcheng "sister," could it be...?

Mr. Zhou was lost in his own thoughts, his eyes darting around, clearly harboring ill intentions.

Feng Yu was getting quite impatient.

He cracked his knuckles, raised the broken bottle in his hand, and said, "Get lost, or I'll turn you into a sieve."

As the saying goes, those who have nothing to lose are not afraid of those who have something to lose.

People in this world are often more afraid of what they have, and more courageous to move forward when they have less.

After being warned by Feng Yu, Mr. Zhou quickly made his escape...

With the troublemaker gone and Feng Yu, a stubborn and argumentative figure, remaining, the others also took their leave.

Soon, only Feng Yu and Li Qingcheng remained in the large private room.

She looked at him, but didn't say anything for a long time.

Thinking of their unpleasant parting last time and her dislike for him, Feng Yu hesitated for a moment before speaking up, "Sister, I have to go now. Be careful on your way back."

He just made up an excuse.

she knows.

Reason told her not to try to stop him, but to let him go.

Her body instinctively reached out and grabbed his arm. "Fengyu, can you take me home?"

This scene seems strangely familiar.

Feng Yu looked at her in surprise, "Sister, you..."

"Thanks to you tonight, I..." Li Qingcheng hesitated for a few seconds before finally saying a complete sentence, "I'd like to treat you to a late-night snack as a token of my gratitude."

Feng Yu was unwilling to have a late-night snack with Li Qingcheng.

Although he really wanted to.

"No, I'm not hungry."

"Feng Yu." Li Qingcheng's voice suddenly dropped several octaves. "You...you're still blaming me?"

Is she strangely beautiful?

Abundance is not surprising.

What right or standing does he have to blame her?

"I'm not blaming you, but I really have something to do. I'm sorry I can't see you off."

Feng Yu insisted, but Li Qingcheng didn't force her. She simply said in a calm tone, "I'll be waiting for you at Mingyao Media tomorrow morning."

"Fengyu, you must come."

...

Feng Yu loves Li Qingcheng very much, so much so that he is willing to give up everything and risk everything for her.

However... he didn't want, and couldn't let, this affection become a trouble and burden for Li Qingcheng, so he had no choice but to force himself to stay away.

When they parted last night, she said she would wait for him at Ming Yao Media and told him he absolutely had to come, which kept Feng Yu awake all night.

After daybreak, he couldn't stay at home any longer and couldn't stop thinking about going to see her.

But even this one thought required him to restrain himself with almost manic self-control, which gave him a huge headache.

After running around the neighborhood for over ten laps, Feng Yu's desire to find Li Qingcheng remained undiminished. He gritted his teeth, cursed under his breath, went home to shower and change, and headed straight for Mingyao Media.

The receptionist stopped him. "Sir, who are you looking for? Do you have an appointment?"

"I'm looking for your General Manager Li. I'm Feng Yu."

Li Qingcheng had specifically instructed the receptionist, so Feng Yu gave his name, and the receptionist immediately escorted him to the elevator. "Mr. Feng, President Li is in her office. A secretary will meet you when you go upstairs."

Feng Yu gave a soft "Mmm," and said, "Thank you."

Three minutes later.

As Feng Yu stepped out of the elevator, he saw a female secretary in a business suit nod and smile at him. "Hello, Mr. Feng, I am President Li's secretary. My surname is Zhang. Please follow me."

Feng Yu nodded in greeting.

Li Qingcheng's office was very large. After Secretary Zhang escorted Feng Yu inside, she thoughtfully closed the door for them.

Li Qingcheng was brewing tea. When she saw him come in, her expression remained unchanged. She said casually, "Please sit down. The tea will be ready soon. Let's drink and chat."

Li Qingcheng wore a cheongsam today, which made her look like a lotus emerging from the water.

Refined and elegant.

noble.

Feng Yu stared at her for several seconds before belatedly humming in agreement, "Okay."

She brewed tea with skillful movements and graceful posture.

In a daze, Feng Yu felt as if he were not looking at a living person, but at a richly colored painting.

He couldn't help but become immersed in it, unable to extricate himself!

Feng Yu's thoughts were brought back by the aroma of the tea that Li Qingcheng placed in front of him.

As he looked over, she reminded him, "It's this year's new tea, why don't you try it?"

Feng Yu knows nothing about tea.

He was a disciple of Li Xiaolong, a martial arts master from China, and mastered all of his skills. In the end, he was nothing more than a martial artist.

If it weren't for the good times, and his ability to make a living in the entertainment industry where there's so much gold, he probably wouldn't even be able to afford a roof over his head.

But since Li Qingcheng asked him to try, he couldn't refuse, so he could only pick up the teacup and take a small sip.

The tea enters the mouth.

Fragrance lingers on lips and teeth.

Sweet aftertaste...

Even Feng Yu, who knows nothing about tea, couldn't help but praise it, saying, "Good tea."

Li Qingcheng didn't speak or drink the tea. She raised her hand and gently patted the door. Secretary Zhang immediately came in from outside and placed two copies of the contract in front of Feng Yu and Li Qingcheng respectively.

"Mr. Li, this is the latest version of the contract. Please review it with Mr. Feng. If you have any questions, please raise them immediately, and I will notify the legal department to make the necessary revisions."

"A contract?" Feng Yu looked at Li Qingcheng in surprise. "Sister, what do you mean by preparing a contract...?"

He hesitated.

Li Qingcheng smiled and said, "Feng Yu, on behalf of Mingyao Media, I formally invite you to join us."

"From this day forward, you will become our company's next generation of rising stars."

abundant:"......"

A popular young actor?

he?

Is this appropriate?

Not to mention that he is already 28 years old, which is considered an old player in the entertainment industry, he just can't grasp the idol-style popularity that is king.

He was self-aware; he felt that he was better suited to be an actor or... a stunt double for action scenes!

With a myriad of thoughts swirling in his mind, Feng Yu's facial expressions were also constantly shifting.

Li Qingcheng raised an eyebrow slightly. "Feng Yu, your expression doesn't seem too good. Could it be... that you want to refuse?"

"Sister, to be honest, I really wanted to refuse!"