Jian Xi had just entered the clubhouse when she was surrounded by a group of handsome young men.
Everyone eagerly introduced themselves, each desperate to show her every perfect aspect of themselves.
It was a grand scene, like peacocks fanning their tails to attract a mate.
Chu Xiao couldn’t help but take a big gulp of his drink and shouted from the stage, "Enough! Haven’t any of you seen a beautiful woman before?"
Wan Yu rubbed her forehead. "I didn’t expect your charm to be this great."
Jian Xi gave a wry smile. "I see everyone’s enthusiasm. Of course, if there are opportunities for cooperation in the future, I will try my best to select from New Fashion Media."
There’s nothing wrong with people desperately striving for a higher position. I get it.
In the face of the gentle Jian Xi, male celebrities and internet influencers were even more excited.
Some whispered, "Have you heard? CEO Jian is still single! What kind of husband do you think such an outstanding woman will look for in the future?"
"Director Si is so outstanding, and she doesn’t even consider him. She’s probably looking for someone who knows how to cherish her."
"I know how to cherish someone! I could even be a stay-at-home dad! I’ve had enough of being in the spotlight."
The long-haired man, prettier than a woman, winked at Jian Xi and deliberately raised his voice.
Wan Yu was too embarrassed to stay in the private room any longer. She couldn’t help but grab the microphone and yell, "Haven’t any of you seen a woman before?"
Her voice reached its highest pitch, nearly startling everyone’s souls out of their bodies.
Suddenly, no one dared joke around anymore.
Chu Xiao put his arm around Jian Xi’s shoulder. "Don’t mind this bunch; they just see you’re valuable and attractive and want to be attention-seekers. If even I don’t meet your standards, how could any of them?"
With that remark, the room, which was lively just a moment ago, fell utterly silent.
A buzz of discussion rippled through the room.
"Brother Chu, even you couldn’t make it?"
Then they definitely stood no chance.
The air seemed to carry the sound of their hearts shattering. Official source is novel✶fire.net
"PFFT!"
Jian Xi laughed.
The tension she’d felt for days finally eased at this moment.
Wan Yu, with a look of mock despair, said, "It’s not easy making you happy!"
Jian Xi punched her lightly. She’s always teasing me.
The group played noisily, the earlier peacocks now turned into little fanboys, endlessly asking Jian Xi what kind of man she wanted to find. After a few rounds of drinks, everyone had loosened up considerably, the initial pretense gone. They were all friends now, with some even bold enough to try and sling an arm over Jian Xi’s shoulder.
"Tell us, maybe we can meet someone and introduce him to you, Xixi."
"Forget it, our Xixi has already got someone, she’s..."
Wan Yu couldn’t finish her sentence.
BANG!
The door was pushed open dramatically.
Zhou Yan, still in the costume of an ancient prince, stormed in.
His powerful aura, accentuated by his costume and his nearly 1.9-meter frame, gave the impression of a true royal scion descending, making everyone so nervous they barely dared to breathe.
This was New Fashion Media’s God of War; nearly half of the company’s current profits came from him.
He worked relentlessly, like forging iron, a true workaholic who might be in A City today and flying abroad tomorrow.
Zhou Yan stepped forward and took Jian Xi’s hand. "Come outside with me."
Jian Xi knew he had many grievances and much he wanted to say. "Okay."
Gasps came from behind them. Wan Yu gestured frantically with her hands, signaling everyone to be quiet.
"Looks like the one Brother Chu couldn’t win over has been snagged by Brother Yan."
Facing the crowd’s mockery, Chu Xiao huffed, "Who she ends up with is not set in stone yet! Old Zhou might not necessarily catch her eye either."
He still had some understanding of Jian Xi. It looked like Zhou Yan was in for it tonight.
Wan Yu looked at him, their eyes meeting, both seeing a premonition of impending trouble.
Jian Xi was pulled upstairs to a guest room by Zhou Yan.
As soon as the door closed, he immediately pinned her against the wall in a corner and demanded, "Why him and not me?"
Having not slept for days, his eyes were bloodshot, making him look somewhat terrifying.
Jian Xi felt sorry for him and rubbed his head gently, smiling as she said, "There’s no why. You’re very good, but not suitable for me. After thinking it over, I feel Zhang Yaxuan suits the current me better."
"Jian Xi! Do you really have to do this? I don’t believe that you have no feelings for me at all."
Zhou Yan was livid, almost to the point of madness.
Jian Xi had never seen him like this before. He had always been sunny and cheerful, but the Zhou Yan standing before her now was a stranger, harsh and uncompromising.
Jian Xi pushed him away and sighed. "I will give you compensation so that your recent hard work gets the reward it deserves. As for not being able to be with you, I can only say that it was your own wishful thinking before. If you can’t move on, then there’s nothing I can do."
Her voice was cold, as cold as an icy abyss.
Zhou Yan stepped back repeatedly until he bumped into the desk.
He stared at Jian Xi in disbelief. "Is it because I wasn’t there for you during your hardest time, and Zhang Yaxuan was, that’s why you chose him, isn’t it?"
"It’s my fault, I’m a bastard, I’m not human! I only thought about quickly accumulating wealth, pushing New Fashion Media to the world’s pinnacle, so I could have the ability to compete with Si Yuhuan and other men for you, the ability to protect you. It’s all my fault! How could I be so stupid!"
He clenched his fists tightly, trembling all over.
"Zhou Yan! It has nothing to do with you; it’s my problem. You are very good, it’s just that I don’t like you. That’s all there is to say. I hope you understand. From now on, whether it’s work or life, don’t do things for me. Do them because you enjoy them."
When love is deep, one cannot extricate oneself. She had once felt the same way.
Unrequited love is the most painful. Jian Xi said in the most decisive tone, "Don’t make me look down on you."
With that, she turned, slammed the door, and left.
"Jian Xi—" Zhou Yan shouted loudly from behind her.
At the entrance of the hallway, Jian Xi saw Si Yuhuan standing not far away.
CLAP, CLAP, CLAP—
He sneered, "I never would have guessed. Carrying my baby, and you’re still able to seduce so many men."
Jian Xi’s pupils seemed to quake.
Si Yuhuan walked over step by step.
"Si, Si Yuhuan, what nonsense are you talking?"
As Si Yuhuan’s tall and imposing figure approached, Jian Xi retreated step by step. "If you try to act indecently, I can sue you! Don’t think you can do whatever you want just because you’re in charge of Haohan Group now. Don’t forget, you’re not the richest man!"
"What? Trying to use Fu Shengyuan to pressure me?"
Si Yuhuan made a gesture as if to touch her stomach.
Jian Xi took a deep breath, instinctively tightening her stomach. She was terrified; if he found out she was carrying his baby, would he completely ruin her chances of going abroad?
With no one to help her, Jian Xi prayed that heaven would strike this bastard Si Yuhuan unconscious.
THUD!
A dull thud sounded.
Si Yuhuan’s eyes widened as he slowly collapsed, looking back at Zhang Yaxuan as his thin lips parted. "You dare..."
Zhang Yaxuan stood there, holding a painting board, as calm as if that blow hadn’t come from him, and reached out to Jian Xi. "You’re pregnant?"
Jian Xi awkwardly nodded her head.
"Sorry, I didn’t know. I will try to take care of you from now on."
Huh? Didn’t he say he was breaking up with her?
Jian Xi stared at him, somewhat dumbfounded.