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"Respect?" Huo Jincheng pondered over these words, his damp features revealing no signs of anger or joy. Jian Yunong attempted to get up, but a force gripped her wrist, pinning her down onto the bed.
Some things cannot be escaped; one can only lie still and endure.
Jian Yunong looked at the man pressing down on her, avoiding his lips and tongue. "Young Master Huo, it doesn't matter how many people you have outside. I can play the role of Mrs. Huo properly. But this kind of intimacy between husband and wife, if it can be avoided, let's avoid it. If it comes to that, we can just have a test-tube baby, saving all this time-consuming and labor-intensive process. Isn't that better?"
Huo Jincheng frowned deeply. "I will do as I please, Jian Yunong. If we are going to cut corners on such matters, then why did I marry you as my wife? With our Huo family's power, when you find yourself in a corner, I can force you to be a surrogate. Do you think you can escape?"
Jian Yunong thought seriously for a moment and realized she truly could not escape.
"Do you like my body then?" Jian Yunong stared at him. "But I really dislike second-hand men, especially those who have been touched by others."
"Then you might as well try to see if I've been with anyone else."
Huo Jincheng's suggestion seemed utterly insane to Jian Yunong; even if she had taken that thing, she would still cry out for mercy until her throat dried up and she fainted in sobs.
The last time this happened was during their first time together.
When she woke up the next day, Jian Yunong lay in the sheets without even the strength to get up. By the time she fully regained consciousness, it was already noon.
Aunt Wu Shenshen sent her a text: "Not coming to work the next day? Hmm? Are you pregnant or what? If you want to obediently become a wealthy lady, I'll send you to learn tea ceremony, art appreciation, luxury goods management..."
Jian Yunong immediately snapped awake.
When she arrived at the office, it was just lunchtime. As Jian Yunong entered, there were only two people inside the office, both unfamiliar faces; the group from yesterday had already left.
Seeing Jian Yunong, the newcomer greeted her enthusiastically.
Jian Yunong felt a sense of pride; she had actually arrived at the Board of Directors just a day earlier than this person.
Huo Jincheng was not present; as the head of the Board of Directors, he did not reside at Dynasty.
"Have you eaten yet?"
The newcomer who had just greeted Jian Yunong brought some snacks. "Have you seen the chairman? Is he as handsome as in the newspapers?"
Jian Yunong glanced at the newspaper; Huo Jincheng appeared in the entertainment section. He used to be a regular in that area, especially since he had a girlfriend in the entertainment industry back then.
But now Bai Ru had been banned.
Was he not afraid of bringing more trouble to Bai Ru by appearing here again?
"Look, this is said to be his new favorite, a female student from the Art Academy. She's supposedly a campus beauty."
Jian Yunong took a quick glance; she felt like she had seen her somewhere but couldn't recall where.
"However, I still think Bai Ru is prettier."
Jian Yunong said this fairly.
A truly beautiful person can still shine brightly and attract attention even in a messy situation like yesterday.
At that moment, a familiar voice rang out.
“Jian Yunong.”
Mist Shenshen stood in front of the desk, a light smile on her face.
Jian Yunong immediately stood up, “Little…”
Mist Shenshen glared at her, and Jian Yunong quickly corrected herself, “Mist General.”
Mist Shenshen pulled her into her office and couldn't help but scold her, “You have such a big heart. Did Huo Jincheng come home last night?”
Jian Yunong recalled seeing him at midnight last night; that should count as coming home, right?
“Auntie, whether he comes home or not is none of my business.”
Mist Shenshen lightly tapped her fingers on the table, “Do you think I would let you be reckless enough to interfere with him? Don’t underestimate yourself too much. The fact that you can marry him means you have your own leverage.”
“Auntie, are you telling me to compete with those women who are prettier than me and never-ending?” Jian Yunong thought about her future life and immediately frowned, “I don’t want to.”
The era of early death for the Qing Dynasty is over; let the battles between wives and mistresses remain in novels. Jian Yunong certainly does not want to live a life revolving entirely around men.
Mist Shenshen smiled slightly, "You have never really tried to fight for anything, so why do you assume you will lose this time? I actually think Huo San Shao likes you quite a bit. Men and careers both require effort on your part. Do you think you are a beloved Mary Sue or the Cinderella from a story?"
Jian Yunong felt a jolt in her heart; her first reaction when many things happened was to run away. That was how it was with Yi Nansheng; she left the country without a care, and she wasn't there when her mother needed her the most.
There were regrets in Jian Yunong's heart.
If only back then...
But unfortunately, life has no "if only."
"Auntie, even Cinderella, despite her low status, was still a fallen noble, not like me, just an ordinary commoner."
Mist Shenshen looked up and examined her niece, "Sometimes opportunities are also challenges. Jian Yunong, being in this position is your greatest luck. I see that Huo Jincheng has some feelings for you, at least..."
Did Jian Yunong really think she couldn't see the hickey on her neck?
Mist Shenshen reached out to adjust her collar, covering the exposed skin.
Jian Yunong felt a delayed reaction as her ears turned red uncomfortably.
"Auntie..."
"Alright, let's not talk about it anymore. You are an adult now. You didn't consider marrying Huo Jincheng carefully at first, but no matter what, you need to think it through moving forward. I specifically arranged for you to be in this position because I hope you can be closer to him." Mist Shenshen patted her niece's head, "I've already heard about what happened yesterday and have kept it under wraps. Not many people at the hotel know about your relationship with him. Unless he admits it himself, I won't let it slip."
Jian Yunong had no objections, and it was rare that she didn't retort against Mist Shenshen.
Mist Shenshen had her own considerations. Sometimes, Jian Yunong's personality was like a bun that could easily be bullied, and it was time to let Huo Jincheng see just how great the risks of a hidden marriage could be.
"This afternoon, there's a bidding meeting. You should come with me."
"Sure!" Jian Yunong smiled, instantly forgetting her unhappiness from last night. "Auntie, you have to take me flying."
It took Jian Yunong two hours to familiarize herself with the processes at the Secretariat, only to realize there were too many trivial matters. Her aunt placing her in this position was clearly meant to hone her attention to detail.
After the bidding meeting in the afternoon, Jian Yunong followed Mist Shenshen to a dinner gathering.
Previously, when she was in the Public Relations Department, Mist Shenshen had never taken her to such occasions. Other than eating, Jian Yunong watched as her aunt mingled with those people and toasted.
One glass after another, it seemed as if it were not alcohol but water.
Mist Shenshen was already somewhat unsteady on her feet. Jian Yunong helped her to the restroom, and while Mist Shenshen was throwing up, Jian Yunong anxiously knocked on the door, asking if everything was alright.
However, five minutes later, when Mist Shenshen came out again, she had returned to normal and calmly touched up her makeup in front of the mirror.
"This contract is my first million-dollar deal since I became general manager. So I must secure it. Nong Nong, once I get my commission, what do you want?"
Mist Shenshen was determined to succeed, so she drank and vomited, then drank again without caring at all.
Jian Yunong felt a pang of heartache seeing her aunt like this.
"Aunt, I don't want anything. I just want you not to have to do these things."
"Nonsense!" Mist Shenshen poked her with a finger, her eyes sparkling with charm. "You eat a lot, and if I don't earn more, what will happen if you get divorced again in the future? With you like this, I have to earn more!"
Jian Yunong turned her head away, holding back the redness in her eyes. "I will work hard, Aunt."
Work hard for what?
To work hard or to secure Mrs. Huo's position?
Mist Shenshen linked arms with Jian Yunong and led her back to the private room.
A shadow loomed over them.
Ji Shaoli stood in front of them. "How did you end up like this?"
"Hello, Mr. Ji."
Mist Shenshen greeted him with a smile, but Ji Shaoli was not just anyone; he was an old lover who knew very well that she was forcing herself.
"I'll take you home."
"No."
Mist Shenshen frowned. She thought she could manage, but her stomach had already started to ache painfully. Ji Shaoli picked her up horizontally.
"Don't be stubborn."
Mist Shenshen's eyes filled with tears from the pain. "I lost over a million in business. Are you going to make it up to me?"
"You know very well that I can offer you more than just that."
Ji Shaoli suppressed his displeasure.
"I don't want it. I want to earn my own money and feel at ease." After saying this, Mist Shenshen's face turned pale, biting her lip as cold sweat dampened her forehead.
"Auntie, I'll go with you."
Jian Yunong quickly followed Mist Shenshen's footsteps.
"Nong Nong!" Mist Shenshen called her name with the last of her strength.
Jian Yunong stopped in her tracks, realizing that she hadn't forgotten what was said in the bathroom earlier.
"I'll stay here. Mr. Ji, call me when you get to the hospital. I'll come over as soon as I'm done here."
Ji Shaoli nodded and placed Mist Shenshen in the passenger seat.
As the car drove halfway, Mist Shenshen seemed to have calmed down a bit and took out her phone. Ji Shaoli took her phone away, saying, "You shouldn't be thinking about work at a time like this."
Mist Shenshen closed her eyes. "I need to call Mr. Huo. I’m worried about Nong Nong being there alone."
"At this point, you still have the energy to worry about your niece? She's old enough. When you were her age, what was the problem with drinking under the table?"
"Stop talking nonsense." Although Mist Shenshen wanted to push Jian Yunong to grow up quickly, she still didn't want her to get involved in the dirty business of drinking. "I brought her there. If anything happens, I can't let the Huo Family use that as an excuse to do something to Nong Nong."
...
At the drinking party.
"Mist General isn't here; it doesn't matter if you are. You haven't even had a drink yet, right? It's okay if you can't drink; nobody is born knowing everything. Just have one! Just one! Do you still want this deal?"
Jian Yunong definitely wanted to, but her hand holding the glass just wouldn't lift.
Alcohol wasn't a good thing for her; if it weren't for drinking, how would she have become Mrs. Huo?
Another colleague whispered in Jian Yunong's ear, "Just drink it. The Mist General is going to take it down; we shouldn't mess things up because of our own hesitation."
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