She died tragically at her engagement banquet, and was reborn to marry the heir of the Beijing elite

Shen Mengxia stared intently, then was immediately stunned. Fu Yanchen was standing by the bed, his clothes only half off, revealing his strong, muscular chest and well-defined abdominal muscles.

He clearly hadn't expected someone to barge in so recklessly, and stared at Shen Mengxia at the door in astonishment.

For a moment, the entire room fell into a deathly silence, with only Shen Mengxia's heart pounding violently with tension.

Shen Mengxia covered her face with her hands shyly and said loudly, "If you're getting married, will you marry me?" Before she could finish the last word, she turned and ran away.

Fu Yanchen was also taken aback; he never expected Shen Mengxia to suddenly say such a thing.

But he quickly regained his composure, raised an eyebrow slightly, looked in the direction Shen Mengxia had left, and asked loudly, "Xiaxia, what do you mean by that?"

Suddenly, Ye Huaiting appeared at the stairwell. His eyes were wide with anger, veins bulging on his forehead. He suddenly reached out and grabbed Shen Mengxia, pulling her roughly towards him.

Because of the excessive force, Shen Mengxia staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"What on earth is wrong with you, woman?!" Ye Huaiting roared, his voice deafening, as if it could blow the roof off.

He stared intently at Shen Mengxia, his eyes burning with rage. "You want to marry my older brother? Are you kidding me?"

"I'm not joking, mind your own business," Shen Mengxia shouted, forcefully shaking off Ye Huaiting's hand.

"Stop arguing, Grandpa needs to rest." The situation finally ended with these words from the eldest brother, Fu Yanchen.

The headhunting firm was very efficient; they sent the materials over in no time.

Shen Mengxia is the kind of person who has to make everything she buys and uses look good, so unsurprisingly, she only picks handsome guys who are over 185cm tall, good at fighting, and good at driving.

For her own safety, Shen Mengxia conducted the interview directly in the villa, choosing the garden as the location.

From evening until 9 p.m., more than a dozen handsome men came for interviews.

However, although these dozen or so people each had their strengths, it always felt like something was missing. Shen Mengxia rubbed her temples wearily, feeling a growing sense of irritation.

Just then, Ye Huaiting rushed up to Shen Mengxia with a face full of anger, grabbed her, and kissed her head.

Ye Huaiting's kiss was incredibly domineering, and Shen Mengxia was terrified—it was her first kiss!

She only felt the smell of alcohol filling her mouth, and before she knew it, Ye Huaiting was sucking her tongue hard. Shen Mengxia felt her mind go blank, her body go limp and weak, and she was about to suffocate.

The handsome guy next to me, who was also being interviewed, looked completely bewildered.

She had forgotten how to struggle, and Ye Huaiting became even more unrestrained and greedy, enjoying her sweetness!

Before she completely succumbed, consciousness finally returned, and she felt overwhelmed with shame and indignation. She tried with all her might but couldn't push him away; her face was already streaked with tears.

Just then, in the blink of an eye, a strong hand pulled Shen Mengxia out and held her tightly behind him.

"Can't you tell? She's already crying." — It was the handsome guy who did the interview earlier.

"Who are you? It's none of your business. Get lost!" Ye Huaiting yelled at the man with a look of disdain.

Then she turned to Shen Mengxia and said, "Are you that thirsty? You heard that my brother and I are getting married, and you're already so eager to find a man?"

Just as the handsome interviewer was about to explain, Shen Mengxia waved her hand to stop him.

"Yeah, so what if I'm that thirsty? What's it to you? Who do you think you are?" She then whispered to the handsome interviewer, "Come to work tomorrow morning!"

"Too dirty, I got bitten by a dog, I'm going to brush my teeth." After saying that, she turned and left without looking back, making Ye Huaiting's face turn pale with anger.

Ye Huaiting wanted to punch the handsome interviewer again, but the handsome man grabbed Ye Huaiting's hand, which was halfway through its flight, and explained, "I'm just here to interview Miss Shen's driver."

A driver? And she needs an interview? Crazy woman! Even now, Ye Huaiting hasn't realized he likes Shen Mengxia.

As soon as she got back to her room, Shen Mengxia rushed to the bathroom to brush her teeth. The more she brushed, the angrier she became. She thought to herself, "You Fu Yanchen, I was interviewing a handsome guy, and the one who came to me in anger was Ye Huaiting. What are you pretending to be so reserved for?"

"You ruined my first kiss! If it weren't for my memories from my past life, who would believe that you, Fu Yanchen, like me!"