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

A north wind swept by, bringing a chill.

An Ying wrinkled her nose slightly, followed by a soft sneeze.

"Ah!"

Her soaked clothes clung to her skin.

Today, I deliberately chose a close-fitting knitted maxi dress, and the wet knitted fabric made it even colder.

My head feels dizzy.

An Ying raised her hand and touched her face; it was indeed burning hot.

A series of events occurred today, forcing her to recall those unbearable past events...

All of this gave her an even bigger headache.

In the past, whenever she was sick, she would go home alone, lie down, take some medicine, drink some water, cover herself with a blanket, sleep soundly, and then order a delicious takeout meal when she woke up. She would usually recover completely.

"Um, I... I want to go home..."

She muttered to herself, turned around, pushed through the crowd, and swayed toward the entrance of the clubhouse.

Suddenly she felt a tightness in her wrist, and she looked up.

Fu Chengli's tall figure blocked her way.

The woman in front of me was thin and had a high fever; it looked as if a gust of wind could blow her over.

He frowned, staring intently at her: "Go to the hospital."

Another hospital visit. I never want to go to a hospital again in my life.

When she was ten years old, her mother passed away in the hospital.

A while ago, on her birthday, she was injured and hospitalized because of Lu Qiyao.

She has a grudge against hospitals.

An Ying lowered her head and shook her head.

Fu Chengli sighed softly, his voice carrying a hint of command: "Don't be reckless."

An Ying's voice sounded listless: "No, it's just a fever, why go to the hospital? A hot bath, some medicine, and a good night's sleep will do the trick..."

Fu Chengli remained silent for a few seconds.

Did she always get through her illnesses alone before?

Fu Chengli didn't say anything more, only feeling a sharp pain in his heart.

He suddenly grabbed An Ying's wrist and pulled her outside.

Secretary Chen was already waiting by the car in the private parking lot on one side of the club.

When Secretary Chen saw that the president was holding hands with a girl, she was stunned for a moment, then rubbed her eyes.

Did he read that correctly?

His CEO, who never gets close to women and is known for his numerous affairs without ever getting attached, is actually holding hands with a girl?!

Was the girl there voluntarily? Could it be a case of human trafficking?

But... why are both of them soaking wet?

As Secretary Chen was pondering, Fu Chengli raised his hand and beckoned, "Give me the key, go buy some cold medicine and fever reducers, and deliver them directly to my house."

Take it straight home?!

Secretary Chen looked again before recognizing the girl from her lowered head.

That girl looks like... An Ying?!

What's their relationship...?

Is the CEO really that open-minded and willing to go all out?

Secretary Chen, his pupils wide with shock, took out his car keys, presented them to Fu Chengli with both hands.

It's as if the ancient iron tree has finally blossomed.

Does he really only need to buy fever reducers?

Do I need to buy anything else at the pharmacy?

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Inside the private club, the alumni banquet, which was originally scheduled to last until midnight, was gradually dispersed after the drowning farce.

It effectively ended prematurely.

On the second floor of the club, Lai Yuqiang leaned against the glass window, looking down quietly at everything.

Lai Yuqiang frowned and couldn't help but click her tongue when she saw Fu Chengli leading An Ying away from the crowd.

After downing a glass of red wine, Wu Xinde was somewhat tipsy.

"Director Lai, you need to give me a clear picture of what's going on regarding the energy project within the Fu Group, and what Mr. Fu's attitude is, otherwise our cooperation can't continue."

Lai Yuqiang lowered her eyes and thought for a moment before turning her gaze away from Fu Chengli's back.

Wu Xinde craned his neck and peered towards the window, asking in confusion, "What's going on downstairs? Why is it so noisy?"

Lai Yuqiang smiled slightly.

"It's nothing, just a farce, Mr. Wu, don't worry about it." She thought for a moment and then said, "I am the marketing director of Fu's Group, and I have such a long-standing campus friendship with Mr. Fu, so of course my senior will listen to me to some extent."

She took out a stack of documents: "Mr. Wu, please take them back and read them yourself."

Wu Xinde grinned, revealing his large yellow teeth, and chuckled, his eyes sweeping greedily over Lai Yuqiang's body.

"I really like Director Lai, a straightforward career woman."

Lai Yuqiang smiled politely, put on her high heels, turned around and walked out of the VIP room.

The moment she closed the door, a look of disgust still crept onto her face.

Lai Yuqiang rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath, "A toad trying to eat swan meat."

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Once in the car, Fu Chengli immediately turned the air conditioning and heating up to the maximum.

Although An Ying's head was spinning, she still realized that this was not the way back to her own home.

She gripped the seatbelt, her doe eyes red, staring at Fu Chengli who was driving.

"Where are you taking me? You...you're kidnapping me!"

Fu Chengli glanced at her speechlessly, his long, slender fingers casually resting on the steering wheel.

Is this little brain about to get fried?

"Don't worry, we're not willing to sell it yet."

An Ying: "..."

Fu Chengli said calmly, "I'll take you home."