Mr. Lu, Mr. Su is being coquettish again!

The two reconciled briefly, but Lu Fang did not move to Su Nanqin's place.

Lu Fang frequents Jiang Kun's boxing gym; he's still burdened by a huge sum of three million.

Today's match is between Lu Fang and Tiger. This match has caused quite a stir in the entire capital, and many wealthy young men have heard that someone dares to challenge the boxing champion Tiger.

Everyone rushed over to join the fun, to see which fool dared to mess with the tiger's tail.

These young masters of the capital city have no shortage of money. If this competition can please them, they will surely make a lot of money.

If Lu Fang wins this match, he won't have to worry about his huge sum of money anymore, and he might even be able to recoup some of his losses and turn his life around.

He wasn't unaware of the tiger's strength, but he didn't want to give up this opportunity for nothing.

Su Nanqin sat in his office chair, while Lin Yi stood beside him, barely daring to breathe. He had called Su Nanqin several times after finishing his work report, but the usually meticulous President Su was actually daydreaming today.

Meanwhile, the news was spreading like wildfire throughout the Su Group headquarters.

They had heard that their CEO was a womanizer, and with his unparalleled good looks that made him irresistible in the capital, coupled with his unattainable status and background, countless people were desperate to get close to him.

However, there are rumors that although President Su has many "little lovers," this president, who is beautiful, talented, and has a good position, is very selective. It is said that his selection of "lovers" is similar to that of an ancient emperor choosing his concubines.

Making demands of this and that.

I heard that once in a bar, one of the guys who was favored by Su Nanqin took advantage of the fact that Su Nanqin had been nice to him during that time and kissed him without permission. Su Nanqin slapped him twice on the spot.

Then, in front of everyone in the private room, he was made to kneel down.

That person was a minor celebrity with some standing in Beijing. He covered half his face, unwilling to kneel, and begged for forgiveness, saying he was wrong, on the verge of tears.

The private room was full of prominent figures; if he knelt like that, he would never be able to show his face in the industry again.

He cried and begged for mercy, saying he would accept any punishment he was given when they got back.

The people in the private room loved watching this kind of excitement. Su Nanqin's personality was the most unpredictable among them, and they were sure to have a good show to watch.

Unexpectedly, Su Nanqin seemed not to hear him. He crossed his legs and raised his chin, telling him to kneel down.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, the man reluctantly knelt down.

As soon as he knelt down, Su Nanqin slapped him again, making his face twist and look at Su Nanqin blankly.

Su Nanqin looked down at him, her tone cold: "I'm giving you a lesson, remember? Kneel for two hours before you get up."

The man nodded repeatedly in apology.

The surrounding young masters from the capital were all stunned.

The incident spread like wildfire, and the oblivious minor celebrity never appeared in the public eye again.

What no one knew was that the "little lover" who had offended President Su was actually at the boxing gym preparing for the afternoon's match, and had neither been hit nor forced to kneel.

There are also rumors that this person might be the Empress, as no one has ever dared to treat President Su like this before.

This is Su Nanqin, you know. He won't allow it. Who would dare to touch him? He might even be acting cute behind your back, you just don't know it.

Many young women who were just watching the drama couldn't help but ship the couple, thinking that the company might soon have a new wife.

While admiring it, I couldn't help but feel envious. This is the Su Group, one of the major conglomerates in Beijing.

Everyone knows what it means to be the lady of the house here.

As soon as Su Nanqin left the company, Wenqi called: "President, what are you doing? Come on, let's go have some fun."

Su Nanqin was puzzled.

Wenqi shouted, "No way! Do you think your CEO only cares about work? The Hongzheng Boxing Gym in the South District is in an uproar! Someone dared to challenge Tiger the Boxer, and a lot of young masters have gone to join the fun, even Chi Yanming is going! Aren't you going to check it out?"

Tiger Sunanqin had indeed heard of him, after all, he was the Beijing boxing champion and one of the top figures in the entire Beijing boxing circle.

Su Nanqin was also a little curious about who dared to challenge the almost undefeated boxing champion.

Su Nanqin eventually went, joining a group of young masters from Beijing in the VIP area.

This area is a separate, isolated zone, unlike the noisy boxing ring, and is specifically set up for the sons of wealthy families.

The match officially started at 3 p.m. Su Nanqin casually leaned back in his seat; he wasn't actually very interested in boxing.

The first step is the eye contact phase, where both parties make eye contact.

The two came out from backstage. Tiger was a heavyweight boxer with a very strong physique and a fierce appearance.

Although Lu Fang was also somewhat flamboyant in appearance, he was not as flamboyant as the other party, nor was he as heavy and burly as the other party, who weighed several hundred pounds.

The referee announced the start of the match, and the area was packed with spectators, who cheered and shouted.

Until the end of the first round, Su Nanqin didn't watch the stands much; he only knew that the fight was quite intense.

Lu Fang lost the first round.

Midway through the second round, Lu Fang was struck to the ground by a left hook from his opponent, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth. He struggled to his feet.

The hood used to conceal his identity fell off.

The disparity in strength was already significant, and seeing Lu Fang beaten so badly he could barely get up made the surrounding people even more excited.

They shouted, "Get up! Get up! What are you cowardly for!"

The mask fell off, and Su Nanqin could see clearly now.

It's Lu Fang!!!

Another straight punch! It sent Lu Fang sprawling against the fence.

Su Nanqin sat up straight. This guy is courting death.

He looked at Lu Fang with some nervousness. Su Nanqin knew that this match was an underground boxing match, and that a waiver of life and death might have been signed beforehand.

He watched as Lu Fang took punch after punch, and even when he was almost unable to get up, he was still looking for an opportunity to fight back.

Su Nanqin immediately understood why she had seen Lu Fang covered in blood and lying in the living room last time.

This madman! He'd rather die than keep his money.

"Bang!" The tiger delivered an overwhelming right kick.

Lu Fang fell heavily to the ground.

Su Nanqin sat up straight, staring straight down, his hands unconsciously clenching into fists.

He didn't want anything to happen to Lu Fang. Lu Fang was his, and if he was going to die, it could only be at his hands.

For a moment, Lu Fang lay almost motionless, and the people around him almost thought he had really been beaten to death.

Unexpectedly, he moved again, preparing to get up and continue.

The audience loves watching people recklessly risk their lives. They treat Lu Fang like a little toy, while many princelings shout from above, "Get up! Hit him! What are you cowardly for! We haven't had enough yet!"

Su Nanqin's hands clenched tightly, but the young master next to him, oblivious to the danger, kept urging him on: "Get up! You coward!"

Su Nanqin turned his head and looked at it, memorizing that face.