Chapter 1

The legal department has been in a very low mood recently.

The contract that went wrong half a month ago caused the companys new project to stagnate, with a loss of nearly seven figures every day.

Legal manager Sister Tao has been receiving calls since the day before yesterday, and other employees in the department have been working overtime for more than a week.

Everyone sat at their workstations with huge dark circles under their eyes, and they kept their coffee in their hands.

Half an hour ago, Sister Tao was called to the vice presidents office by a phone call.

Intern Xiao He asked Song Wanyue: "Is our department going to be ruined?"

Song Wanyue shook her head.

Its them who are ruined, not the department.

She and Xiao He were interns who entered the company at the same time.

She originally found a job as a trainee lawyer in a law firm, but her mother said that the relationship between husband and wife depends on cultivation. Not long after the marriage, they started to live apart.

They dont even see each other in normal times, what kind of couple are they.

So she concealed her identity as the presidents wife under her mothers half-forced and half-persuaded, and came here obediently to start as a junior clerk.

She works diligently and conscientiously.

But there is only one thing, she never works overtime and firmly opposes internal competition.

Compared with the gloomy faces of other people in the department, Song Wanyue seems much more relaxed, and even has the mood to touch up her makeup in front of the mirror.

The matte bean paste lip gloss repainted her plump cherry lips, making her bright and beautiful face more delicate and attractive.

She closed the lip gloss and raised her beautiful peach blossom eyes to persuade him: "Sister Tao didnt say anything, whats the point of you worrying about it?"

These comforting words made Xiao He feel more worried.

Yes, Sister Tao couldnt do anything about it, whats the point of him worrying about it?

Song Wanyue finished her makeup and had time to browse the homepage of the companys official website.

Tanyi Capital just went public the year before last, mainly in the field of technology.

Not long after the company was founded, it has become the leader in the industry.

I have to say that the founder is really something.

On weekdays, all the big and small affairs of the company are handled by Vice President Liu, and only a few senior executives and company veterans have seen the founder.

I heard that he is not very old, 26 years old, and his surname is Duan.

In Beicheng, his surname is Duan.

Anyone who knows a little about the upper class in North City can roughly guess that the identity of those who meet these two conditions at the same time is not simple.

Even some side branches that are related to the Duan family can occupy the top seats in the celebrity circle.

Song Wanyue continued to slide the mouse to browse down. The company was founded six years ago, mainly covering artificial intelligence, electronic engineering and biotechnology.

In six years, this industry has become the top in the country.

Calculating the time, if the rumors are true, the founder is now 26 years old.

Then he was just 20 when he founded Tanyi Capital.

What was I doing when I was 20 years old?

Song Wanyue thought about it.

Two months later is her 23rd birthday, and 20 years old is only two years ago.

At that time, she went to shows and exhibitions all over the world, went in and out of major auctions, and lived a life of extravagance and luxury.

Xiao He was quiet for a few minutes, then came over to whisper to her: "Do you think the company will let us make up for this huge loss?"

She analyzed it with him from a professional perspective: "Dont worry about the loan before it reaches that stage. And according to Article 16 of the "Interim Provisions on Wage Payment", even if compensation is required, the amount deducted each month cannot exceed 20% of the monthly salary."

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Half an hour later, Sister Tao returned to the office, her face three degrees paler than before.

Facing the concern of colleagues in the department, she comforted them in turn: "Its nothing, the matter is almost resolved, you dont have to worry."

Xiao He listened to her words, and his eyes were wide with excitement: "Then we shouldnt be fired, right?"

Sister Tao asked him to wipe his tears first, what kind of look is this.

She returned to her usual vigorous and resolute manner: "Dont look so sad, hurry up and finish the work at hand. Have you done the risk assessment the day before yesterday? The board of directors needs to give a reply before leaving get off work. Xiao He, the contract format you sent me during the day is not right, remember to change it."

The atmosphere in the department returned to the busy and high-pressure atmosphere before the accident, as if the battle that lasted for a whole week was finally settled.

However, Song Wanyue noticed the documents in Sister Taos hand with her sharp eyes.

It was still sealed before leaving, but now it has become a piece of crumpled and torn contract paper.

She should have been called to the directors office just now.

At the end of get off work, Song Wanyue was the first to leave in the entire department.

——She was the only one who finished her work.

Other departments in the elevator were discussing that Vice Director Liu had a big temper today.

"He threw the contract in Sister Taos face in front of so many people and cursed her so badly. I really think its a bit too much."

"Yes, Sister Tao said she was willing to bear the companys losses and resigned voluntarily. Vice President Liu actually wanted to ban her in the industry. Isnt this a complete annihilation? Who else would dare to hire someone who has been banned by our company?"

"Hasnt Vice President Liu always been like this, using chicken feathers as a token of authority? Mr. Duan has many industries under his name, and he has recently expanded overseas markets. He has not been in charge of Tanyi Capital since it went public, so Vice President Liu thinks he is the boss."

Song Wanyue stood in the corner of the elevator and heard their discussion. Her disgust for this Vice President Liu went to a higher level.

On the day the new employee joined the company, he looked at her with his eyes, and later he always asked her to accompany him to dinner parties.

Song Wanyue refused to go, and she always slipped away on the pretext of being sick.

After so many times, he naturally aroused his dissatisfaction, and he would make things difficult for her when he found an opportunity.

The elevator reached the underground garage on the first floor below ground.

Song Wanyue walked to her Lamborghini. In the empty basement, she could hear the sound of crying that she had deliberately suppressed.

The crying sound was familiar.

After two seconds of silence, she decided to go and see.

Following the sound, she found the place and saw the woman in the white Audi through the half-open car window.

Her forehead was against the steering wheel, and her shoulders were shaking from crying.

Song Wanyue felt a little incredible.

The strong woman who was omnipotent on weekdays could actually cry like this.

She thought of the discussions she heard in the elevator.

It seems that the reason why the matter was settled was that Sister Tao took it on herself.

......

That night, Song Wanyue did not return to the villa she bought in North City with full payment, but drove to Bojing Manor.

Her and Duan Baitings wedding room.

The guard did not recognize her license plate number and stopped her car without letting her go.

Although she had been married for some time, she had only returned home a few times.

It was normal that the guard didnt recognize her.

Song Wanyue had no choice but to call home, and handed the phone to the guard after the call was connected.

During the time when the other party was silent, he was probably waiting for the call to be connected.

The next second, his face became serious and he said respectfully: "Mr. Duan."

Song Wanyue was stunned. She didnt expect that the person who answered the phone would be Duan Baiting.

The other party didnt know what he said. After the call was hung up, the guards attitude became very polite and he immediately argued and let her go.

Song Wanyue drove in absent-mindedly.

Her mind was full of her cheap husband who she had only met a few times.

It seemed to be a month since the last time they met.

......

The greening inside the community is very good, and European-style pastoral manors can be seen every few kilometers.

There are horse farms, golf courses, and even separate artificial lakes around.

The housing prices here are praised by the outside world as the level that if you dont have it when you are born, you will never have it in your life.

The car drove into the courtyard, and the parking attendant in a suit came over, called "Madam", and stood respectfully by the car door waiting for her to get out.

Song Wanyue grew up in Shanghai and lived in an alley.

Her outgoing personality made her like visiting people, visiting one family after another.

After marrying Duan Baiting, she felt uncomfortable everywhere.

This strict rule that everyone had their own duties made her feel like she was in the army.

And Duan Baiting was the general who dominated everything.

As a wedding room, all the decorations were based on Song Wanyues preferences.

The walls were all in cream and white, and the furniture was all European style.

The huge oil painting hanging in the corridor was made when she was 19 years old, and was later exhibited at a charity auction.

It was sold for one million pounds.

At that time, she was still curious about who had such a good eye and spent such a high price to buy her painting.

As a result, she saw this painting in her wedding room on the wedding day.

It turned out that it was bought by her fiancé.

Thinking about it carefully, this marriage was decided when she was just 18 years old.

It was a pity that the other party was far away in the UK at that time and could not come back for business, so the engagement step was skipped.

Before the wedding, Song Wanyue only knew that her fiancé was surnamed Duan.

The painting was probably taken as an engagement gift for her fiancée.

Aunt Qin is a servant in the family. She is considerate and kind.

Knowing in advance that Song Wanyue would come back today, she asked the family to change the incense.

Song Wanyue had something to ask of Duan Baiting, and she didnt hide from him like usual.

Instead, she took the initiative to search in the house and asked Aunt Qin: "Where is he? He left again?"

Aunt Qin smiled and said: "Bai Ting just came home half an hour ago and is taking a shower now. You sit down first, Ill go get you a bowl of soup, and the food will be ready soon."

Just came home half an hour ago?

I was lucky to be there just in time.

His whereabouts were erratic, and Song Wanyue had never asked him about it. She only knew that he didnt live here most of the time.

She simply drank two sips of the bowl of soup, then put down the spoon and went to the second floor.

The bedroom had the same creamy white wallpaper as the living room, and even the bed sheets were made of silk and lace.

It was hard to imagine that Duan Baiting, who was as abstinent and cold as an iceberg,What would it be like to lie on this bed.

In the bathroom, Song Wanyue heard the intermittent sound of running water.

Duan Baiting has mysophobia, and he has been traveling all day.

This bath today will probably take a long time.

Since you need his help, you have to show some attitude of asking for help.

Song Wanyue decided to humble herself and put down her airs and wait for him to finish the bath.

But before she had waited for a few minutes, she began to feel sleepy and dozed off.

When she was half asleep, the weightlessness of her feet in the air seemed like falling from the roof.

She woke up instantly and opened her eyes suddenly, only to find that falling from the building was just a dream.

The reason for the weightlessness was that she was held in Duan Baitings arms.

He probably saw her fall asleep in the chair, so he wanted to carry her back to bed.

Although this man is a bit unkind, he is well-educated. At least he didnt turn a blind eye to me sleeping on the chair.

Song Wanyue secretly gave him a point in her heart.

He had just taken a shower, and his eyebrows were still stained with some mist from the bathroom.

His eyes, which used to be deep and naturally cold, rarely softened.

Even the simplest home clothes on him were not so simple because of his slender and upright figure.

Natural coldness and dignity.

Song Wanyue was blinded by the beauty in front of her for a few seconds, and then pretended to be sleepy and asked knowingly: "Did I fall asleep just now?"

He did not answer her stupid question. When he put her back on the bed, his eyes stayed on the pink lace satin sheets for a moment.

At such a close distance, Song Wanyue clearly saw that his calm eyes were slightly relaxed.

His eyebrows seemed to be wrinkled.

It seems that the head of the consortium, who is always calm and unmoved, can also lose control of his emotions when he sees the pink lace bed sheets.

But it was only for a moment.

He opened the door.

Seeing that he was leaving, Song Wanyue hurriedly sat up with her hands on the bed: "Where are you going?"

He didnt even turn his head, and his patience was exhausted: "Work."

Song Wanyue had long been accustomed to this mans thriftiness.

She pretended to be concerned and said: "Its so hard, I feel so sorry."

The voice, which was originally sweet and soft, was deliberately lowered, and it was even more coquettish.

Duan Baiting stopped after hearing this, and looked back at her after a few seconds.

He was born with a pair of peach blossom eyes, but unfortunately he was not sentimental. No matter who he looked at, he had a kind of condescending scrutiny.

But at this time, there was less scrutiny, and more meaning.

Song Wanyue thought that her coquetry had worked, and blinked expectantly.

After a moment, he walked out of the room: "Auntie Qin, please call Doctor Fang."

Auntie Qin said nervously: "Is Wanyue sick?"

"Yeah." He said indifferently, "It seems that her brain is burned."

Song Wanyue: "..."

Doctor Fang did come and gave Song Wanyue a general examination. Except for finding that she was a little anemic, there was no other problem.

Anemia is an old problem, and Song Wanyue didnt take it seriously.

After Auntie Qin sent Doctor Fang away, Song Wanyue went to the study on the second floor angrily.

Every time Duan Baiting went home, he stayed in here most of the time.

She was still wearing the skirt she wore during the day, a black suspender hip skirt, and her long hips just reached a little below her hips.

The design of waist-tightening and curvy made her whole curves look more exquisite.

In the whole house, only the study was not arranged according to Song Wanyues preferences.

Probably because Duan Baiting didnt stay in other places for a long time, so it didnt matter to her.

As for the study, he warned her in a cold tone not to think about it.

The whole space was in a serious cold tone, with several rows of bookcases directly connected to the ceiling.

All the books were classified, and the scale was almost catching up with a small library.

When Song Wanyue entered, Duan Baitings face was not very good, and his voice and eyes were full of anger: "Take all your things away!"

Song Wanyue was puzzled: "What?"

He pointed his eyes at the place he said.

Song Wanyue looked back.

A large space was cleared in the middle of the bookcase, and it was filled with dolls she had opened from the blind box a few days ago.

A palm-sized cold-faced little girl, a pink rabbit holding a gold ingot, and a panda lying on the ground.

There are many types and styles, and they are placed among those financial books, which seem a bit out of place.

With a lollipop in her mouth, she said indifferently: "The cabinet is full, I put it here because there is no place."

Duan Baiting did not give her a chance to discuss, his voice was obviously lowered, and he gave her an ultimatum: "I want to see those things disappear from the study before tomorrow."

Song Wanyue was shocked. Is he angry?

If it were normal, she would not care whether he was angry or not. But now is different, she needs him.

The last bit of lollipop was chewed and swallowed by her. Song Wanyue threw away the wooden stick and walked around the desk to his side.

Duan Baitings eyes briefly stayed on her for a few seconds, but he didnt see it, and continued to work without being disturbed.

On the computer screen in front of him, it was the current trend of the stock market.

Song Wanyue didnt understand, and didnt want to see it.

She just wanted to make a quick decision in the shortest time.

Duan Baiting was a man who didnt take soft or hard tactics, and had no shortcomings.

Song Wanyue didnt know him very well. Although they were married, they had not spent as much time together as she had with the luxury goods SA.

She was silent for a while, thinking that it was not the first time anyway, so there was nothing to be ashamed of.

She deliberately walked in front of him and lifted the hem of her skirt up, revealing her thighs with seductive lines.

A very straightforward seduction.

She did not follow the trend to pursue the skinny and slender figure that was popular at the moment, and she would not be so thin that you could see the protruding bones on her body.

Her bones and flesh were well-proportioned, her pearls were round and shiny, and her skin was cold and white with a little light pink.

Her straight and thin shoulders were not fleshy, her waist was slender, and her hips were plump and full.

Just looking at her, she felt that she was fragrant and soft.

Duan Baiting was sitting against the back of the chair at this time, and his slender legs under the black trousers were separated from the desk by a distance.

He should go out later, so he changed his clothes.

The size was tailored to his body, and the strong and firm muscle lines could still be vaguely seen.

The hem of the shirt was meticulously tucked into the waistband, and even the belt was buckled.

It was like a chaste heroine in ancient times, holding on to her last bottom line.

Song Wanyue looked down on him in her heart, wondering if he was pretending to be Liu Xiahui.

The last time they met, he didnt seem to be very abstinent.

After a year and a half of marriage, the two of them met only a few times.

Song Wanyue just graduated this year, and she studied in Shanghai earlier. Duan Baitings base camp is in the north city, and he is busy with work and has industries all over the world. He often stays in this country for a while and then stays in that country for a while.

On the contrary, he stays in China for the shortest time.

The last time they met was on their wedding anniversary more than a month ago. He took the earliest flight back to China and accompanied her to a charity auction.

He spent 200 million to buy the landscape painting that was the finale of the auction for her as a gift for their first anniversary.

The plane landed at the Capital Airport at 4 pm, and the auction ended at 7:30 pm.

The dinner party started at eight oclock.

She wore a custom-made dress specially made in Paris and appeared at the party with his arm around her.

She kept accepting toasts from others and was forced to listen to those polite words.

Those people were obviously coming for Duan Baiting. They probably knew that it was not easy to see him, so they naturally did not want to miss this rare opportunity.

Perhaps seeing Song Wanyues impatience, Duan Baiting made an excuse and took her out of the banquet hall.

Song Wanyue, who thought she was finally free, was tossed by him in the room until the next morning before she could thank him for his thoughtfulness.

The mattress she carefully selected was broken by him.

It was rumored that the eldest son of the Duan family was pure and unsexy. But his ambition was beyond ordinary people, and all his energy was used to expand his business territory.

These rumors were bullshit!

She felt like an egg that was boiled to a thin powder and covered with a layer of powder. The shell was peeled off, leaving only the greasy texture.

A pair of delicate white hands stretched out weakly in the darkness, and were finally held tightly by the broad, bony hand and brought back.

Three months of work compressed into one night is an impossible task.

Not to mention this aspect.

The desire accumulated during the three-month window period was vented in one night.

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Duan Baiting did not ask about Song Wanyues inexplicable behavior, but raised a pair of calm eyes.

As if he wanted to see what she was going to do.

Song Wanyue met his emotionless gaze and sat on his lap openly.

She stretched out her two jade-white arms, climbed his shoulders, and faced him.

Her expression was serious, as if she was not in the Duan familys study at this time, but in the court.

"Article 236 of the Criminal Law, womens wishes cannot be violated, so no matter what I do to you next, you cant resist."