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

An Ying knew nothing about the man's identity.

I just learned from Jiang Yiru that this man's name is Qin Jinchuan.

An Ying's fingers trembled slightly.

I just impulsively called out.

They didn't consider the consequences at all.

However, one must not lose face.

An Ying stared intently at Qin Jinchuan with a stern face.

His imposing presence was in no way inferior to that of the tall, dark-skinned man in front of him.

"All I know is that you are a man with a vile mind, a man who fantasizes about illicit relationships between male superiors and female subordinates."

Qin Jinchuan smiled speechlessly.

He pulled a cigarette out of his pocket, put it in his mouth, and his bodyguard immediately stepped forward to light it for him.

Qin Jinchuan took a deep breath and slowly exhaled a smoke ring.

“I saw the video of the Beicheng University alumni banquet. The woman that Fu Chengli risked his life to jump into the pool to save must be no ordinary woman.”

"I've inquired, your name seems to be An Ying, right?"

An Ying lowered her head and did not answer.

“An Ying, there are some old stories you may not know…”

Qin Jinchuan flicked his cigarette ash and said quietly:

"Fu Chengli is a ruthless and habitual offender who refuses to help those in need."

"Young lady, listen to my advice. You can't stand him. You should stay away from him."

This man sent Jiang Yiru away and then forcibly cornered her against the wall.

Is this all you wanted to say?

An Ying frowned, then suddenly looked up at Qin Jinchuan: "You keep mentioning Fu Chengli, Mr. Qin, do you have a crush on him?"

Qin Jinchuan: "…….."

A puff of thick smoke choked my throat.

Cough cough cough...

An Ying looked gloomy and said:

"You guys are locked in a love-hate relationship, you big shots are fighting, go find somewhere else to fight, please don't drag me into it."

After saying that, she turned and left in her high heels.

Qin Jinchuan raised an eyebrow, threw away the cigarette butt, and stomped it out.

He stared at An Ying's departing figure.

The close-fitting silk dress accentuated her slender yet voluptuous figure.

It is beautiful.

He has a bad temper and will hit people.

Fu Chengli is good at choosing women.

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Outside the clubhouse.

Li Xiuzhe, who was on a work call, saw this scene through the window.

What did he just see?!

Is that real?

When did Qin Jinchuan return to China?!

As soon as he returned to China, he specifically chose the charity gala that Fu Chengli attended every year, clearly intending to cause trouble.

Just now, Qin Jinchuan pinned An Ying against the wall, pinched her chin, and the two of them were so close, their behavior was intimate...

Even more terrifying, An Ying also slapped Qin Jinchuan...

Li Xiuzhe was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

The person on the other end of the phone said, "Hello, Mr. Li, I've finished reporting. What do you think about the restaurant branch? Hello, Mr. Li, are you listening...?"

Li Xiuzhe didn't care about anything else and hung up the phone immediately, then called Fu Chengli.

The phone rang many times before it was answered.

Li Xiuzhe stamped his foot in frustration: "Hey bro, why aren't you at the charity gala tonight?!"

Before Fu Chengli could reply, Li Xiuzhe hurriedly said, "Do you know who's here? You'd never guess!"

Li Xiuzhe recounted everything he had just seen.

He spoke while gesturing excitedly.

It was as if they were completely unaware that this was not a video call, and no matter how high they jumped, the person on the other end of the line couldn't see them.

After finishing speaking, Li Xiuzhe noticed there was no sound on the other end of the phone and called out "hello" several times.

Upon closer inspection, the call had already ended.

"Damn, Fu Chengli, did you hear my vivid and exciting description just now...?"

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As soon as Qin Jinchuan entered the charity gala hall, the lively scene instantly fell silent.

Everyone turned to look at him and whispered among themselves.

"Is that Qin Jinchuan? I don't remember him looking like this. Did he have plastic surgery?"

"No surgery, I just got a tan. I used to be as skinny as a monkey, but now I've built muscle."

"He's been abroad for many years, why is he suddenly coming back?"

"Who knows? Judging from his arrogant attitude, it's definitely not a good thing."

....

Qin Jinchuan didn't care about other people's opinions at all. He walked straight in and plopped down in the center of the main table.

The event manager hurried over, bowing obsequiously, "Oh my, Young Master Qin, it's been so long! You've become even more handsome! How come you've only just returned after all these years abroad? I've missed you so much..."

Qin Jinchuan lit a cigarette and impatiently interrupted, "Stop talking nonsense, where is Fu Chengli?"

The manager looked troubled: "President Fu isn't coming today; he has other work to do."

Qin Jinchuan sneered: "Fine, then I'll take care of his woman."

The manager was taken aback. What did this mean?

Qin Jinchuan pointed to An Ying on the sofa, patted the chair next to him, and said to the manager, "Call her over and have a drink with me."