When I arrived at the club, Adrian Fu sat at the head of the table, his expression restrained, his eyes slightly red. A circle of rich second-generation kids dared not breathe loudly. Seeing me was like seeing a savior; they stood at attention: "Hello, sister-in-law." The girl sitting next to him panicked when she saw me, her eyes red as she said to him: "Adrian, I'm back, are you still going home with her?" I walked over and picked up the red wine bottle on the table. "Adrian Fu, go home or get your head bashed in. Pick one." 1 The only sound in the private room was the rise and fall of breathing. Adrian lifted his eyelids to look at me. With just that one movement, I clearly sensed his impatience. The rich kids standing in a circle, afraid of being caught in the crossfire, silently retreated to a safe distance. I stood steadily in front of the two of them, gripping the wine bottle, motionless. After a long while, Adrian curled his lips: "Who called your sister-in-law?" As soon as the words left his mouth, the color drained from the girl's face next to him. She looked like she was about to shatter. Clinging to Adrian's arm, she asked with a trembling voice: "Adrian, are you going home with her?" I laughed in anger, pulled up a chair, sat down, and looked her in the eye. "Bella, while I can still hold back, you'd better get lost." A tear rolled down from the corner of her eye. "Since you know me, do you know..." I interrupted her. "I know. I know you are his 'white moonlight'—his first love. His study still has your photo." A shy blush crept up Bella's face, and her eyes suddenly lit up. She gently rested her head on Adrian's shoulder. "Adrian, I'm back. Divorce her. After all these years, marrying you is still my biggest dream." "I know you're not happy. These years, you've suffered too much." Although Adrian tried his best to maintain his usual poker face, the veins popping on his forehead betrayed the turmoil in his heart. He raised his hand, wanting to gently stroke Bella's back. I sneered, interrupting their tender moment. "Mr. Fu, it seems you don't want to go home." "Then I'm sorry." I raised my hand high, and the red wine bottle in my hand smashed straight towards Bella's head! 2 Crash! Along with the sound of the bottle exploding, screams erupted in the private room. Bella looked pale as she watched Adrian, who shielded her in his arms. Blood mixed with red wine gushed from his forehead. "Adrian, Adrian, are you okay, are you okay..." Bella stood up from Adrian's arms, her hands trembling as she helped him sit down. She frantically grabbed the tissues on the table, desperately trying to cover the wound on Adrian's forehead. The tissues were quickly soaked with blood. Bella turned around and screamed at me like a madwoman: "You crazy woman!!!! Are you trying to kill someone??? How could Adrian marry a lunatic like you!!" Adrian recovered for a moment, picked up the tissues himself, wiped the blood and wine seeping into his eyes, and held Bella back. "Bella, don't provoke her." "Are you hurt anywhere?" Bella pouted and extended her hand. There was a cut about 1cm long from a glass shard. Adrian immediately stood up nervously, carefully holding her hand, and led her out. "Why didn't you say you were hurt? Quick, I'll take you to the hospital." I looked down at my hand hanging by my side. Blood dripped from my fingertips drop by drop, disappearing into the carpet. Busy all day at the corporation, hosting important clients, I only had time for a few bites of bread at lunch. Finally enduring until off work, seeing the message someone sent me, I rushed to the club frantically. Adrian, I am tired, hungry, and sleepy. I am hurt too. How did the Adrian who scraped his hands raw and got beaten bloody to save me from kidnappers when we were kids become this stranger? Waves of dizziness hit me. I felt the world spinning, instinctively grabbed the edge of the table, and slumped into the chair. I heard someone call him: "Bro, sister-in-law is hurt too. She doesn't look good!" Adrian's voice came from afar. "She's so tough, she can handle it herself." I looked up at him. his retreating figure was so decisive. Good. This way, when I close the net, I won't feel too guilty. 3 Looking up, the notorious playboys of the capital stood obediently, their eyes full of concern for me. I smiled and waved my hand: "Hungry. Be smart." "Yes! Sister, coming right up!" Wang Siqi is the crown prince of the club. He was the most active, immediately arranging people to clear the table and serve new dishes. I watched them bustling about, looking just like when they were kids following behind Adrian and me, calling us "brother and sister." Since when did "brother" remain "brother," but "sister" became "sister-in-law"? Was it when I was kidnapped by the nanny at age 5, and Adrian, 3 years older than me, found me before the police by analyzing the traces left by the nanny? When I woke up from a coma and found myself on Adrian's thin back, watching him grit his teeth and carry me, staggering out of that terrible abandoned factory, the scene was engraved in my heart forever. The elders joked that for the rest of his life, Adrian would always favor and make exceptions for Tangtang. But later, later Adrian had his "white moonlight." Unlike me, who lost my mother since that kidnapping and was strictly raised to heir standards, doing everything for the family business and revenge. Bella wouldn't raise her voice at Adrian, wouldn't demand Adrian read financial magazines and learn eight languages. She would quietly stay by his side, watching him smile gently. She would be willing to cook for him. Willing to spend lots of time accompanying him to classes she didn't understand at all. I couldn't do any of the things she did for him. The environment I grew up in taught me to weigh pros and cons, gains and losses. Until Bella broke up with Adrian because he was too rich. She said she could never fit into his world. After turning around, she went far away to a foreign country, and Adrian didn't chase her. I knew he had great ambitions. He wanted the Fu family, and he wanted the Shang family too. Before getting the Fu and Shang families, he wouldn't give me up for Bella. So, when Adrian proposed to me, I agreed without hesitation. Adrian gave me all the romance money could buy. I enjoyed it with peace of mind. I knew better than anyone that the Fu family and the Shang family would eventually be mine. All the beauty he piled up with money was just my advance enjoyment. I lowered my head to eat, quickly reviewing my plan in my mind. plotting for more than ten years, I wouldn't allow any flaws. Maybe I was too silent; Wang Siqi couldn't take it first. He slammed the table and stood up. "Sister! You've never been soft-hearted towards women around my brother!" "Why did you back down today!" Touching a sore spot. The dinner table suddenly quieted down. I smiled and said, "Because she is Bella." The lethality of a first love is fatal with one blow. I took out my phone. The screen was clean, no calls, no messages. I thought, by now, Bella's wound should have healed. 4 As I expected, Adrian didn't come back all night. I guarded the living room all night, quietly watching the city from midnight to 7 AM. I knew, the era belonging to me had come. When the clock struck 8, I dressed neatly, covered the dark circles under my eyes with heavy foundation, and got into the car picking me up for work on time. I never expected to see Bella in the company. She was wearing a brand new business suit, sitting in the outer office of Adrian's office. Seeing me pass by, she immediately stood up and greeted me with a smile. "Good morning, President Shang." The corners of her mouth curled up in a triumphant arc, matching her harmless face, which I found very dazzling. My face darkened. I called the HR manager on the spot and loudly questioned what was going on, asking if any Tom, Dick, or Harry could be stuffed into the company now. Bella was so embarrassed she wished she could bury her face in the ground. Her face flushed red, tears in her eyes. Under my aggressive questioning, she couldn't say a word. When I got angry, no one dared to provoke me. After saying a few harsh words, I suddenly felt bored. Waving my hand, I said to the HR manager: "Fire her. Pay Miss Ruan every penny of the compensation due." Bella, who had been submissive, suddenly looked up at me, tears falling like broken pearls. "President Shang, I beg you, I really need this job. Please, don't fire me." "Your world is high above, I can only survive on your charity. Does President Shang want to deprive me of even this right?" Such familiar "tea art" (manipulative behavior pretending to be innocent). I looked up, past her thin shoulder, at the door behind her. As I expected, the door opened, and Adrian appeared at the door with a cold face. "Shang Tangzhi, you have a good background, but that's not your capital to bully others." "This is my special assistant, not yours." Just one sentence, the weight was judged instantly. He stepped forward, held Bella's hand, looked around, and said in a deep voice: "From today on, Miss Ruan is my special assistant. I take full responsibility for what she says and does." Is this the exception and preference? I didn't speak, took two steps back, turned and returned to my own office. Near the end of work, my assistant reminded me that I had to attend an important dinner with Adrian tonight. Whether the project I followed for half a year could be clinched depended on tonight. Taking a deep, deep breath, building up my psychological defense, I changed into an evening gown, redid my makeup, and went to find Adrian. Just as I wanted to knock, the door opened from the inside. Bella, wearing an evening gown, held Adrian's arm, and the two walked out talking and laughing. I froze on the spot. It was early autumn. The wind blowing in from the window brushed over my bare shoulders, a bit cold. Adrian stopped and looked at me indifferently. "Special Assistant Ruan can accompany me to such social events in the future." "No need to trouble President Shang." The two passed me and walked towards the elevator. "Adrian Fu, this is the project I've been following for half a year." Adrian's voice drifted away. "From today on, it's handed over to Special Assistant Ruan."
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