To be honest, the initial period of our relationship was quite difficult for Xiao Han. He had a high ego and cared a lot about his image. To protect his pride, I concealed the fact that I was extremely wealthy and only told him that I was the owner of a small company. In reality, my father is the biggest building material tycoon in the local area, with properties and cars counted in double digits, not to mention the money in my bank account.
However, I did not tell Xiao Han any of this. To accommodate his stubborn pride, I even had my father buy a small detached villa and told him it was rented. Xiao Han often mentioned that he felt inadequate and wanted to earn a lot of money through his own efforts so that we could get married sooner. He also said that working for others would take years to save enough money, and it would be better for him to work for me, which would save me from the daily grind of business trips and overtime. He believed he could expand the company significantly with his abilities.
Thus, I entrusted one of my branch offices to him to manage. The virus spread unexpectedly, and the company he managed fell into trouble. One evening, he prepared my favorite dishes and waited for me to come home. After dinner, he sat on the sofa and told me that as long as I liked it, he would cook for me at home in the future. I knew what he was trying to do, so I casually asked him, "What about the company? Are you not going to take care of it? Didn't you always want to make money?"
Xiao Han took my hand and pretended to hesitate while sighing dramatically. He said, "The situation at the company isn't good right now; funds have run dry. I know you wouldn't want to see my hard work go to waste, but I don't want you to spend money or owe anyone favors."
I couldn't help but sneer internally; did he really think I didn't know why the funds had dried up? All the money from the company's accounts had been transferred overseas. Even without a detailed investigation, I had a good idea of where it went. Just when his sob story was about to run out, I promised him that I would seek investment as he hoped. After showering me with sweet words of gratitude, he left under the pretext of having business matters to attend to.
An hour later, Xu Ya updated her social media with a post showing a man cooking a heartfelt dinner in the kitchen, with only his hands visible in the frame.
Two days later, I met with Xiao Han and the investor. After a long discussion, it was finally decided that Xiao Han would personally guarantee the signing, and the investor would inject 2 million into the company.
Unexpectedly, right after signing the contract, he took the money to buy plane tickets and went on a nationwide trip with Xu Ya. He even transferred 500,000 to Xu Ya. I couldn't understand what he was thinking; did he really believe his actions were flawless?
Looking at the guarantee document signed by Xiao Han in my hand, I realized that the investor was just an assistant in my company. The ultimate purpose of this signed guarantee, given the current situation, seemed to be leading Xiao Han to financial ruin.
He had clearly said in the morning that he was on a business trip abroad for a meeting. Yet, after I sent him pictures of him being intimate with someone else and proposed a breakup, he showed up at my villa that evening, making a fool of himself.
He stood outside shouting, "Liu An'an, if you say you don't want to break up now, I will still forgive you."
I went downstairs and found the loudspeaker that the cook had somehow retrieved. I opened the window and directly spoke into the mic, "You’re just a toad pretending to be a frog—ugly and flashy—do you really think I'm blind? Have you not adjusted to the time difference or did your brain fall into Xu Ya's trash can? How dare you come here and ask for forgiveness? If you keep this up, I'll call the police for disturbing the peace."
His expression darkened: "Liu An'an, can you please stop being so unreasonable?"
"I'm on a business trip out of town and very busy; I have social engagements every day."
I scoffed. Social engagements?
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