The Female CEO Falls in Love with Me

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Around that time, Li Yan bid farewell and left. In front of Shishan Yao, he was someone who was very disciplined in terms of time, diet, drinking, and so on—this was the demeanor of a gambling king's successor. As for leaving, of course, it was because he also had to hurry to pick up Zhang Yurong.

"Thank you! If it weren't for your strong words tonight, he probably would've gone back to it." Hai Fu wasn't a naive girl; her rich social experience quickly helped her untangle the situation. She was just previously confused because it involved her loved ones.

"Mm, for now, ask your sister-in-law to be a bit more accommodating towards him, let your nephew cling to him more, delete all his old bad friends' contacts... Be smart about it, don't delete directly, maybe make it look like the phone got water damage or something. Let him quickly get back into working mode; only then can you completely fix it. The gambling addiction has to do with being idle. Squeeze some energy out of him at work, let his son playfully exhaust some of his energy, drain all his energy, and his urge to gamble will lessen too."

Li Yan's well-intended advice was met with Hai Fu's cold snort, "Someone so smart still needs me to teach such things?"

"Bah! Haven't you seen his surroundings? Enjoying good food and drinks, nice pleasures. Sometimes what men enjoy when going out is just the environment. Spending money for prestige, at home all you get is complaints from the wife with a grim face. If he can afford it, of course, he wouldn't want to come home."

"None of you men are any good!"

"Congratulations, congratulations."

"Congratulations on what?"

"Congratulations on not being born from anything good either!"

"What did you say?" Hai Fu frowned, but then remembered her words about men not being any good also included her brother and father.

"Did you impersonate a gambling king's apprentice? Who is this Johnny Chan? A real gambling king, or someone you made up?"

Li Yan shrugged and took out a cigarette, "Why ask so much? As long as it works, it's fine. You don't know or care about him anyway."

"But my brother might investigate. If one day he finds out you're an impostor, that there's no Johnny Chan, his trust in you will collapse!" Hai Fu felt a bit agitated.

"In fact, I am not Johnny Chan's apprentice, but he is indeed a poker expert, not a fictional character to deceive him. He might gather some info, but could he meet Johnny Chan in person to ask? So whether I am or am not Johnny Chan's student doesn't matter because he can't prove it. As for you worrying about him breaking down, just follow what I said earlier—keep him busy, exhausted, and accustomed to a new lifestyle. Alright, I'm leaving now!"

Seeing Li Yan smoking while walking away, Hai Fu hurried a few steps to catch up, "Where are you going? I'll give you a ride."

Li Yan didn't dare let her take him, since Zhang Yurong was gathering with other company staff at a hotel, and as Chief Administrative Officer, it was possible for her to know, which would raise suspicions.

He turned back with a playful smile, "After eating and drinking, what to do next?"

"Go home and sleep?"

"Of course, I want to have fun! Ms. Hai, don't trouble yourself..."

Hearing his words, Hai Fu's face darkened, almost about to criticize men as no good once again.

Li Yan ignored her. Coming over tonight has already compensated for his use of her. Now it was time to pick up his wife; if someone else took advantage, it would be a big loss.

Zhang Yurong had already sent him the hotel where they were having dinner and the approximate end time, so he went directly to catch a cab there.

He had calculated the time well, so by the time he reached the hotel, the dinner should be nearly over. But he still circled around the area a bit before heading back. Zhang Yurong needed to wait for others to leave before she could come out, just to avoid the company staff from noticing their relationship.

Estimating that others had probably left, he sat in the hotel lobby and then dialed Zhang Yurong's phone.

"All set? I'm waiting for you in the lobby," he whispered as soon as the call got through, to avoid talking too much if any of her company's top management or colleagues were nearby.

But from the phone came a sudden clamor, and then Zhang Yurong's urgent and tense voice: "Li Yan, come quickly, I'm outside the Haiyue Hall on the third floor..."

Something happened? Li Yan hung up the phone, quickly got up, and although he was too anxious to wait for the elevator, planning to head straight for the stairs to run up to the third floor, just like those crucial moments in movies where characters always choose to run instead of drive, he was still a rational person. Those movie moments are meant to be dramatic, but he wasn't trying to be dramatic for anyone.

Coming out from the third floor, he randomly grabbed a waiter, asked where the Haiyue Hall was, and quickly ran over.

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Haiyue Hall isn't one of the hotel's restaurants, but a café. Now in the corridor outside Haiyue Hall, many people had gathered to watch the commotion.

Seeing this, Li Yan didn't need to be told to know that Zhang Yurong must be inside. He immediately pushed through the crowd and reached the middle. He saw Zhang Yurong being tugged by two women, holding the phone she had just been on a call with and hadn't had the chance to put away. Besides the two women, there were two men standing next to them, making a total of five people involved; the rest were just onlookers.

"What are you doing?" Li Yan said with a stern face, stepping in directly to grab the two women's hands and pulling them away, positioning himself in front of Zhang Yurong protectively.

"Oh! Calling for backup, acting all tough!" one woman shouted angrily.

The other woman turned to one of the men and stretched out her hand, saying, "Hubby, he squeezed my hand and it hurts!"

The man next to her immediately said in a deep voice, "What's your problem? Do you plan to beat women as soon as you show up?"

Li Yan ignored him, turned around, and took two steps back, fixing Zhang Yurong's disheveled clothes, and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

Zhang Yurong, facing four people with two of them acting like unreasonable shrews, was completely put in a passive position. Yet, she remained calm and composed, and now, seeing Li Yan come over, she immediately felt a sense of reliance, and any feelings of unease disappeared.

"I'm fine. Fortunately, you came in time…"

"What happened?" Li Yan asked, gently holding her shoulders. He was already quite displeased, thinking, "Damn it, even I don't pull at my wife like this. In the office, she's like a goddess, now being pulled around by two shrews…" He restrained himself to avoid scaring Zhang Yurong.

"While waiting for you, I decided to come in for a drink. While finding a seat, they also just arrived and were messing around, causing a waiter's coffee to spill on one of their clothes, and they insisted it was my fault. They're demanding I compensate…"

Zhang Yurong briefly explained the situation. Normally, she handles everything well by herself, but she didn't expect to encounter unreasonable people today. Li Yan's timely appearance gave her immense peace of mind, so she instinctively sought his comfort without arguing back herself.

"Alright, I understand. Don't worry, nothing will happen now. With me here, no one will bully you again!" Li Yan reassured her, then turned back around.

These words—"With me here, no one will bully you again"—resonated deeply with Zhang Yurong. For many years, she had fully adapted to taking care of herself and protecting herself. Even the care from her father was a distant memory. Perhaps only when she was a teenager did she ever dream of a hero appearing in times of danger and firmly saying, "With me here, no one will bully you again…"

She never imagined that at twenty-five, long past the age of romantic fantasies, a childhood dream would be uttered by this ordinary man, who had become her husband, on such an ordinary night.

Li Yan had no idea about Zhang Yurong's daze. He didn't realize the depth of impact his protective words had on her; at this moment, he was only filled with anger, trying to keep it from exploding excessively!

Seeing Li Yan come over, talking to Zhang Yurong as if no one else was there, ignoring them entirely. Not only had the two women started cursing, but the two men were also angry.

"Are you trying to turn the tables here?"

"Do you think you're something special coming here like this?"

"Lu Fei! This guy doesn't seem to care about you!"

"Brother Chun, he thinks none of us matter!" Lu Fei was the man the woman who called him "Hubby" spoke to first. The other man referred to as "Brother Chun" wasn't actually Brother Chun; his name was Lai Yuchun. But since his initials LYC were the same as "Brother Chun's" in Chinese, people often mispronounced his name as the clothing brand "Yichun," so he went by Brother Chun.

Li Yan's gaze swept over the four of them, landing on the woman who had been yelling the most, and was also the one who had grabbed Zhang Yurong's clothes the hardest.

"Got coffee on your clothes? Are you trying to scam us for a few bucks for dry cleaning?"

Hearing Li Yan's words, they all burst into laughter. The woman displayed her coffee-stained skirt and scoffed, "A few bucks for dry cleaning? Do you think I'm wearing some street market junk? This skirt cost me over five thousand, and it's the first time wearing it! You'll compensate according to the price, plus for ruining my mood. Ten thousand before you can leave!"

Among the bystanders was also the waitress from Haiyue Hall. Although she was partly responsible, as a poor waitress, she couldn't afford to pay, so the woman pinned it on the well-dressed Zhang Yurong. However, Zhang Yurong refused to settle the matter with money, insisting on standing her ground, which is why the situation escalated.

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