Inside the waiting room of the Sky Dragon Group, Shen Dairan clutched a folder tightly in her hand, keeping her sights fixed on the CEO's office, always on alert.
This was her seventh visit.
Yet every time, the secretary would deliver the same line: "I'm sorry, the CEO is busy."
Shen Dairan eyed the mysterious office, its all-glass walls impenetrable to the outside gaze.
This young and famous CEO in City C, despite her numerous visits, she had yet to meet face-to-face.
But she knew, she had to secure this project!
All for the sake of her child's medical treatment.
Eventually, the door opened.
A towering figure caught her eyes. Dressed in a suit and shoes, about one meter eighty in height, displaying a dashing spirit. He handed over the file in his hands to his secretary, giving some instructions.
Shen Dairan quickly stepped forward, scrutinizing the face before her - contour-like features, tempting wheat-colored skin, eyebrows radiating some semblance of dominance, a face devoid of any discernable expressions.
Upon seeing this unfamiliar face, a peculiar sensation welled up in her chest for no apparent reason.
Feng Qianyi strode directly towards her, emanating an intimidating aura that exuded a sense of oppressive force.
Shen Dairan cleared her throat, straightened up to face him, but he just walked straight past.
Ignoring her.
The words "Mr. Feng" that she was about to shout were swallowed back, Shen Dairan's hand that was halfway raised holding the folder froze. She shrunk back awkwardly, suppressing the discontent in her heart. She took large strides to catch up with him and quickly introduced herself, "Hello, Mr. Feng, I am Shen Dairan from Yueqi Enterprise. I have interrupted you several times because I would like to discuss the Y Project with you."
Suddenly, Feng Qianyi came to a halt.
Unable to stop in time, Shen Dairan ran into him, and took a few steps back holding her painful forehead. She quickly apologized, "I'm really sorry, I apologize."
Feng Qianyi glanced at her indifferently, a hint of sorrow flashed in his eyes. Then after a moment, he casually asked his secretary to hand her a document.
Shen Dairan took the document and glanced at it, her eyes widening in disbelief. Clearly written on it were the words "Marriage Agreement"!
A deep voice resonated in her ear: "Sign this, become my wife, and I will agree to it."
"Eh?"
Is this man out of his mind!?
This was Shen Dairan's first thought, looking at the indifferent man in front of her as if he was talking about something unimportant.
Unintentionally their eyes met, and his deep cold gaze made her uneasy. She quickly lowered her head to avoid his eyes.
Her heartbeat, at this moment, missed a beat.
Seeing her hesitation, a touch of displeasure crossed Feng Qianyi's eyes, and he snatched the agreement from her, leaving directly.
Shen Dairan's fist tightened, but after a second thought, her grip relaxed unconsciously. There are all kinds of tests in the business world, and she barely knew Feng Qianyi. How could he possibly demand marriage right off the bat. It must be a test of her determination.
"Okay, I agree."
A smile appeared on Shen Dairan's face, thinking she had figured out everything.
A faint smile appeared on Feng Qianyi's lips, and he halted his steps.
Watching the man halt his steps, she caught up with him in a few strides. Before she could open her mouth, Feng Qianyi parted his thin lips slightly: "Bring your son to stay at my place tonight, my housekeeper will arrange rooms for you."
He even knew that she had a child!
She suddenly froze, holding her pen but hesitant to sign the agreement. If this turned out to be true, wouldn't she be marrying him without even realising it?
Though he was handsome and rich, this was just too strange.
How did a business discussion turn into a proposal of marriage?
Or was this merely a test?
She carefully sneaked a glance at Feng Qianyi.
However, there was not a hint of fluctuation on his chiselled face.
Could this guy really be planning to marry her? Love at first sight? Was her charm that strong?
Shen Dairan lowered her eyes to her slim figure that was all too visible in a straight glance. Shaking her head, she really couldn’t believe it.
Seeing her reluctance, an impatient expression crossed Feng Qianyi's face as he coldly said, "I'm very busy."
Well, she was very busy too!
Although reluctant, if she didn’t secure this advertising project, she would be fired. And if that happened, if her son Yuanbao lost his financial support for medical treatment, then…
But Shen Dairan really couldn’t understand, why would a high-ranking president like him set his sights on her?
"Why do you want to marry me?"
"The old man is pushing me to get married and I'm too lazy to find a partner."
A vein popped in Shen Dairan's forehead as she mentally tagged the man in front of her as a nutcase.
'Well, even if we get married, we'd still need to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau for a certificate. Otherwise, it’s only a contract, and we won’t be considered a real couple. Once I get the project contract, I’ll find a chance to escape!' She thought.
Bracing herself, she brought her pen down to the signature space and signed her name, "Shen Dairan", clear and elegant.
She stole a glance at Feng Qianyi; his icy expression remained unchanged. He took the contract and left without saying a word.
Shen Dairan hurriedly followed him, holding out the project contract, and called, "Wait a minute. I signed. Isn't it your turn now?"
"First, move into my house. I will go home now and wait for you."
He left behind those chilling words. Annoyed, Shen Dairan grinded her teeth but was helpless and clutched the project contract in her hand.
'For now, I can only take one step at a time.'
Just after Feng Qianyi left, an assistant named Lide approached and respectfully said, "Madam, the car is waiting outside. Your luggage has also been moved to our master's residence."
"My luggage?"
Shen Dairan froze, staring at him, but was greeted back with just a polite smile.
She blinked a few times, forced a smile, and spoke, "Um, sorry to trouble you, but can you tell your boss that I won't be moving. Could you please send my belongings back to my place?"
With that, she turned to leave, but Lide's calm voice stopped her, "Our young master has already been brought to the master's residence and is waiting for you."
Yuanbao!
Shen Dairan suddenly came to a halt, spinning around to glare at him with annoyance. She stormed over and stared into the ever-smiling face before her, her heart smoldering with rage.
What on earth was this Feng Qianye thinking?
Threatening her with the contract!
She unwillingly got into the car, a black Maybach, which wove through the bustling city and took a quiet path, stopping in front of a secluded villa.
Deep down, Shen Dairan was genuinely worried about Yuanbao. As soon as she got out of the car, she hurried into the front yard. An attendant, seeing her anxiety, pointed the way with a smile, “Madam, the young master is in the living room."
As soon as she walked in, a line of servants bowed to her in greeting, but she walked straight past them, out of breath from her brisk run.
However, upon entering the living room, she came to a dead stop, her eyes bulging in disbelief at the scene unfolding before her—it left everyone in the room shocked.
On the carpet, the icy-looking Feng Qianye was actually crawling on the ground, acting the part of a horse for Yuanbao! Yuanbao, in his overalls, a beaming smile on his chubby face, sat on Feng's back, bobbing up and down, shouting, “Giddap, horsey! Take me to mommy, quick, giddap!”
Their voices were childishly sweet, contrasting with the barely suppressed rage visible on Shen Dairan's face. It seemed to have melted Feng Qianye somehow, adding a tender smile to his normally frosty demeanor.
To an outsider, this was a scene of domestic bliss.
A face flashed in Shen Dairan's mind, and she clenched her fists, feeling a surge of anger. She rushed forward and pulled Yuanbao down, shouting, “Shen Yuanbao, how have I taught you?! Running off with strangers like this, treating them like horses. Are you trying to give me a heart attack?!”
Feng Qianye stood up, his expression freezing back into its icy neutrality, a flash of sadness in his eyes.
Seeing her anger, Yuanbao was scared and quickly hid behind Feng Qianye, clutching his leg like a frightened fawn.
Shen Dairan pointed at him and yelled, “Come here! Come to me!”
“No, mommy is scary! Mommy didn’t want Yuanbao, didn't come to pick me up from school, and now is angry at Yuanbao, hmph, I won't talk to you!”
Was it time to collect Yuanbao from school already?
She'd been so busy she'd completely forgotten, this realization put out half of her anger. She took a deep breath and pulled out the contract from her bag, handing it to Feng Qianye with a forced smile, “Mr. Feng, we're already at your house, isn't it time for you to sign the contract?"
“Oh? Did I say I would sign it when we got home?"
This was a nonchalant attitude from the devilishly handsome face. Shen Dairan's eyes widened in disbelief, she had never expected this man to go back on his word! Seeing her look of exasperation, Feng Qianye simply responded, "I did agree to sign, but I never specified when."
