苏玉燕终于意识到,沈明是那种张扬炫耀的类型.
"你吃完了饭.现在,让我们谈谈.宁芝婵怎么了?为什么事情会升级得这么严重?这不仅仅是关于我们家庭之间的商业联系.这也损害了你的声誉,荣家可能也会有一些反对意见.
苏玉燕的话语慎重,若有所思.
"嗯,我的电话响了.让我接这个电话,然后我会告诉你一切,"沈明回答道.
她走到一边接听电话.是海明寄来的.
"沈明,你真是个了不起的人,"海明的声音在电话里噼里啪啦地响着.
这是他们的第一次互动,但这位富有的少爷听起来已经很愤怒了.
"海,你在说什么?你散布关于我的谣言,现在你因为我要反击而生气?沈明问道,语气平静而尖锐.
海明一直在全城散布关于她和宁芝婵的谣言.这种情况已经引起了轰动.沈明只是报恩,以火攻火.
"海,在你这么激动之前,让我提醒你一件事.我又不是不想阻止你的谣言.但你制造的噪音越多,我就越有理由反击.你觉得这是个笑话吗?好吧,等到你的家人听说你秘密的小事——两边玩弄,甚至收留年轻男孩.我想知道你老头子会怎么处理.他的血压可能会飙升,"她得意地笑着补充道.
"你有胆量!"海明吐了一口唾沫.以前从来没有人敢这样面对他,这是他永远不会忘记的恩怨.
"哈,"沈明冷冷地笑了起来."别太自大,海明.你不会有一个好的结局.我可以让你的整个公司都下来.不要以为我不会使用我手头的所有东西.让我们看看你愿意走多远.
电话挂断了,电话挂断了.沈明回到苏玉燕身边,苏玉燕已经准备好开车送她回苏府了.
她拒绝了.
"我不想回去.家里太紧张了.这很不舒服.
苏玉燕知道她指的是顾长松的回归.
在开车回去的路上,沈明随口跟宁芝婵提起了这个问题.
"这一切都只是一个误会.海明在想陷害我.他故意散布这些谣言.
苏玉燕的手指擦着方向盘,一边消化着她的话.
"海明?" 他问道,他的声音中透露出一丝认可.
他知道海明和小风有联系.
"还能是谁呢?现在还有谁最有理由对我不满呢?沈明回答道,将问题抛回给他.
她最近的微信帖子像野火一样流传.人们开始相信,苏玉燕和他的妹妹苏明关系密切.这并不奇怪——毕竟,真正的兄弟姐妹的行为方式不同.
回到苏府,在那里住了一段时间的顾风,也看到了沈明的帖子.那天晚上晚些时候,当她和父母一起散步时,她噘着嘴.
"爸爸,我哥哥再也不和我一起吃晚饭了.我看到他今晚和沈明出去吃晚饭.自从我开始工作以来,他就从来没有花时间陪我.这不公平.
Gu Changsong rubbed her head and gave her a solution.
"I'm back from my business trip and have two weeks off. Your grandmother invited us over for dinner. Yuyan said he has some business up in the mountains this weekend. Let's take Yuyan with us and go up to your grandmother's. We can dig for bamboo shoots."
Su Ning was distracted, still thinking about Shen Ming's situation with the Ning family. She half-heartedly responded, "Alright, I'll call Yuyan."
Su Yuyan was called by Su Ning to the mountains for the bamboo shoot gathering. Shen Ming didn't know yet. She had signed the contract and told Rong Zhaonan's assistant to come collect it. She then called Rong Zhaonan.
"I've read through your contract. It's rare for President Rong to show me this much patience. I can't keep rejecting you. I'll sign the contract, but I have two conditions."
At that moment, Rong Zhaonan was speaking at a financial summit in a large conference hall. Hearing her voice, he raised his hand, signaling for a break in the speech.
The host scrambled to fill the gap, turning the situation into an impromptu audience interaction. Meanwhile, the noise at the summit grew louder, frustrating Shen Ming further.
"Why is it so noisy? Can we talk somewhere quieter?" she asked.
Rong Zhaonan chuckled lightly, then left the venue. The organizers were shocked to see him walk out, fearing something had gone wrong. Zhuo Hang quickly went to reassure them.
"Go ahead, what are your conditions?" Rong Zhaonan asked, his voice now more serious.
Shen Ming had already gotten this far with him. While it wasn't exactly what she had imagined, it wasn't bad either.
"First, speed up the acquisition of ME Group. Don't give Hai Ming a chance to recover. Once the group is under our control, I must hold at least half of the shares."
Rong Zhaonan tapped his thumb on his eyebrow thoughtfully. "And the second?"
"I own an old house in Hai City. After several sales, the current owner refuses to sell it back. You need to take care of that for me."
The compensation he was offering her was enough for her to live comfortably for a long time. Given that, her demands didn't seem unreasonable.
"Hmm, not hard to manage. Once the contract is signed, come to my place tonight. I'll have Zhuo Hang pick you up."
And so, their secret relationship officially began.
That evening, she went to his residence. No need for Zhuo Hang to pick her up.
"You really are something. You've made it seem like you and Su Yuyan are at odds, yet your house is right next door to his," Rong Zhaonan said casually, clearly uninterested in explaining.
It was Shen Ming's first time entering his home. The atmosphere here was different from Su Yuyan's place—it had more warmth and lived-in charm.
They toured the house, moving from the ground floor to the top, before discovering an outdoor swimming pool on the first floor. It was clear that Rong Zhaonan maintained his physique with consistent exercise.
As they finished their tour, Rong Zhaonan followed her closely.
"So, what do you think?" he asked, studying her closely.
Shen Ming didn't sense any trace of a woman having lived here, suggesting Gu Feng hadn't visited much either.
"You keep yourself clean," she said with a smile. "I like it. Now, let's go downstairs for dinner."
She had made up her mind—she was going to have dinner no matter what. But as she started to head downstairs, he grabbed her by the hand and pulled her back, his gaze intense.
"You seem happy," he observed.
"Do I? Well, it's the first day of serving the client, so I should be a little uncomfortable. Why would I be happy?" she responded with a soft laugh.
Rong Zhaonan wasn't fooled. "You look pretty comfortable to me. I'd say you're enjoying it."
Shen Ming didn't answer him directly. Instead, she mischievously ran her fingers along his shirt collar, undoing one of his buttons.
"I've changed my mind," she said in a sweet tone. "I don't want dinner. I think I'd prefer something... better."
Rong Zhaonan's eyes darkened immediately. Without warning, he leaned down and kissed her, his grip on her head firm and unyielding.