Breakup and still want to be beautiful on your own? A crazy tycoon seduces and climbs to the top.

An Ying walked out of the Fu family's gate, feeling a great weight lifted from her shoulders, and let out a long sigh of relief.

When she was summoned by Butler Zhao, she was unaware that An Weiping and his group had orchestrated a grand scheme to make a fool of her.

Fortunately, she wasn't intimidated into submission and allowed to be manipulated.

Fortunately, Grandpa Fu was not unable to distinguish right from wrong.

Fu Chengli added fuel to the fire.

The three drama queens, along with Lu Qiyao, were eventually forced to leave by Old Master Fu.

Unfortunately, it remains a mystery what An Weiping's scheming plan to drive her away is all about, and what that scumbag father is really up to.

An Ying took a step forward and suddenly felt her clothes being grabbed.

She turned around and saw Fu Chengli standing behind her, his large hand grabbing the hem of her clothes.

Fu Chengli tilted his head and looked at her: "I've helped you so much, and you want to run away without even saying thank you?"

An Ying hesitated: "...What does that mean?"

Is my cousin trying to make amends?

Fu Chengli sighed silently.

He helped her smooth over the negative news surrounding her engagement party, investigated the online trolling incident on the Anwei platform, and even arranged for a private jet to fly back overnight.

He so readily extended his leg, making it obvious that he wanted her to hug him.

In the northern part of the city, countless people dreamed of catching Fu Chengli's eye.

She, on the other hand, pretended not to see it.

Moreover, the way she looked at him in the reception room just now, there was actually a hint of fear and hesitation in her eyes.

What is she worried about, given that he is such a "kind and approachable" person?!

Recalling Fu Chengli's pitiful, manipulative expression when he said she hadn't "showed any interest," An Ying smiled brightly: "Thank you, cousin. You're such a good person. I'll definitely treat you to a meal sometime."

Fu Chengli raised an eyebrow: "In the future?"

An Ying blinked and tentatively asked, "Tomorrow?"

Fu Chengli looked down at her: "Now."

An Ying exclaimed in surprise, "So soon? I'm not very hungry..."

Fu Chengli raised the corners of his mouth: "But I'm hungry. Will you come with me to eat now? Didn't Grandpa say that you and I should talk more?"

An Ying: "..."

Fu Chengli shoved An Ying into the passenger seat, then strode to the driver's seat, stepped on the gas, and sped away.

Secretary Chen stood there awkwardly for a laugh: "...It seems the CEO has forgotten about me..."

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After leaving the Fu residence, Lu Qiyao took An Xiaoxiao directly to the hospital for a check-up.

The sight of An Xiaoxiao hanging precariously by the window, nearly falling, had terrified him.

The top-tier private hospital in Beicheng regularly receives wealthy individuals from these elite circles.

An Xiaoxiao kept complaining of stomach pain, heart pain, and headache, clinging to Lu Qiyao like an octopus.

However, all the test results were normal.

She tearfully said that she was feeling down and that An Ying had made her depressed.

In the end, the doctor had no choice but to comfort Lu Qiyao, saying that he should pay attention to the pregnant woman's physical and mental health.

Lu Qiyao shook his head helplessly, since the test results all showed that his precious son was fine.

He could only soothe her by saying, "Xiaoxiao, don't be angry. If you get wrinkles from being angry, you won't look good in your wedding dress."

An Xiaoxiao burst into laughter through her tears and hugged Lu Qiyao's neck without a care in the world: "Husband, when are you going to marry me? I'm really looking forward to our wedding banquet."

Lu Qiyao gently patted An Xiaoxiao's back: "It'll be soon, I'm looking forward to it too."

After seeing An Xiaoxiao off, Lu Qiyao's smile faded. He returned to his car and sat in the driver's seat, lost in thought.

He lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.

I always feel like something is not right...

I can't quite put my finger on what's wrong.

The image that flashed through her mind was of Fu Chengli's gaze towards An Ying at the Fu residence earlier...