The Sweet and Tender Wife of the Billionaire

On a summer night, the colorful neon lights painted the darkness in a dazzling display. Inside the spacious private room, dim lighting filled every corner, and the air was filled with the scent of nicotine and alcohol, reflecting the decadent desires of indulgence. The heavy doors shielded the ambiguous whispers of flirtation between men and women. "Mr. Gu, it's an honor for Wang to have you here." The middle-aged man in a tailored suit personally poured a glass of wine and handed it to the man opposite him, assuming a humble posture despite being a decade younger. "Please, Mr. Wang, no need for formalities." His voice was magnetic and deep, like icy raindrops gliding across the surface of a lake, creating ripples upon ripples. Gabriel Gu leaned comfortably against the sofa, his long legs elegantly crossed within his tailored pants. His fingers, with distinct joints, absentmindedly caressed the silver ring on his left ring finger. William Wang was about to say something, but before he could speak, his assistant Zack Zhou , standing next to Gabriel Gu, handed him a document. William Wang forced a couple of awkward laughs to ease the tension, took the document, and opened it. Suddenly, his expression couldn't hide his surprise. "Mr. Gu, is this profit margin written incorrectly?" Gabriel Gu raised his gaze and spoke with a smile that wasn't really a smile. "Mr. Wang, are you questioning the abilities of Gu Corporation's employees?" William Wang's face turned pale, and he quickly waved his hand. "Of course not, I wouldn't dare." He tried to speak in a respectful tone, "Mr. Gu, didn't we already agree on the profit margin? What do you mean by this?" Gabriel Gu casually took a sip of his drink and replied indifferently, "My time is valuable. If Mr. Wang accepts, then sign the document. Otherwise, Gu Corporation will find other companies to collaborate with." Naked and blatant oppression. Arrogance that didn't even bother to disguise itself. William Wang's face instantly stiffened, finally understanding why everyone in the industry referred to Gabriel Gu as a wolf that devours without leaving a trace of bones. He was ruthless in his actions, decisive without any room for retreat. Wanting to share the spoils with such a fierce beast was nothing but a pipe dream. William Wang's fingers trembled, after much internal struggle, he reluctantly signed the document. The web of influence behind Gabriel Gu was intricate and complex. He was the most powerful man in the entire city of An. The business world has always followed the law of the jungle, where those at the top of the pyramid set the rules, and everyone else had no choice but to comply. In other words, if you offended Gabriel Gu, there would be no place for you in An anymore. Even if you suffered losses, you had to swallow your pride and bear it. What the hell was he thinking when he eagerly rushed to collaborate with Gu Corporation? Damn it, it's like dealing with a robber! Feeling bitter but maintaining a smiling facade, William Wang handed the documents to Zack Zhou. Gabriel Gu's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. He finished the remaining drink in one gulp and delicately placed the tall glass down. "Mr. Wang, it's been a pleasure working with you." William Wang chuckled awkwardly, "Pleasure working with you." ... In such an environment, there was no shortage of lively individuals. Once the business discussion was over, the private room regained its murky atmosphere, filled with the scent of alcohol and tobacco, fueling restless desires. "I know, I know! You're constantly nagging like an mother. Can't you give me a break? I'm socializing, not fooling around!" "Can't you be reasonable? If it weren't for the sake of this family, couldn't I just lie comfortably in bed at this late hour?" "That wasn't a woman's voice. You misheard it. I'll be back as soon as the socializing is done. Sweetheart, go ahead and sleep. You don't have to wait for me." "..." After 10 o'clock, the incessant ringing of phones filled the private room, accompanied by the sound of men giving perfunctory responses and irritated curses. Gabriel Gu expressionlessly took out his phone. There were no missed calls. He tightened his grip on the phone, a cold curve forming at the corner of his lips. With a slight pause of his fingertips, Gu Yan opened the pinned message box, and the interface remained on yesterday's conversation. Gabriel Gu: [Where are you?] Serena Shen: [At the Shen residence.] Gabriel Gu: [When are you coming back?] Serena Shen: [I'm not coming back tonight. I'll go directly to the office tomorrow.] Jason Ji raised an eyebrow as she observed Gabriel Gu staring at his phone with an expressionless face. He asked teasingly, "What's wrong? Is Serena Shen urging you to go home?" In the next moment, He clearly saw Gabriel Gu's face darken several degrees. Jason Ji: "..." Although she asked in a joking manner, it was purely for fun. Mrs. Gu was widely known in the industry for her magnanimity and composure. She never argued or got jealous over trivial matters like coming home late. She was the epitome of a textbook-perfect wife. Understanding, tolerant, and independent. Jason Ji was actually quite curious about how Serena Shen urged him to go home. He leaned over and glanced, catching sight of their conversation from the previous night. Jason Ji clicked his tongue and said, "She didn't urge you, so why are you making such a face? I have to say, Serena Shen is really good. When it comes to a marriage alliance, you should find someone as magnanimous and sensible as her..." The atmosphere around them grew increasingly heavy and chilling. Jason Ji's brain, deprived of oxygen due to the low pressure, suddenly blurted out a thought without thinking, "You're not upset because Serena Shen didn't urge you to go home, are you?" "..." As soon as the words left her mouth, Gabriel Gu's already darkened face deepened even further. He raised his gaze, gave Jason Ji a faint glance, let out a cold laugh, and then... "Get out." Jason Ji: "..." —— " Rena(Serena Shen), you have to come and support me the day after tomorrow!" Inside the spacious villa, the crystal chandelier on the ceiling of the master bedroom was off, and the light from the desk lamp was dim and soft. A woman sat at the bedside in a milky white silk camisole, the intimate fabric hugging her graceful figure and accentuating her perfect curves. Serena Shen held a ipad and was video chatting with her best friend, Zoe Yan's voice filled with complaints. "Baby, you have no idea how frustrating directors can be these days. They not only have to please the wealthy investors' fathers, but they also get pissed off by even the tiniest annoyance from the actors. It's just unbearable!" Listening patiently to her venting, Serena Shen raised an eyebrow, signaling her to continue. Zoe Yan's voice sounded pitiful, like a rejected little cabbage: "Baby, you know my father is conservative. He wants to marry me off to a wealthy family and turn me into a housewife as soon as possible. If I don't achieve something this year, I'll be sold off to those idiotic rich princeling!" "A marriage without love is like loose sand. It doesn't even need a gust of wind; it falls apart after a few steps," Zoe Yan continued with increasing desolation. "As a modern woman who longs for truth, goodness, and beauty, I firmly say no to business alliances!" "A blatant refusal!" As she spoke, she crossed her arms and made a rejecting gesture.