What Do You Take Me For?

Huo Wenting giggled, tapping Lu Chengwen's nose with a pale fingertip.

"Little fool, would your big sister ever lie to you?"

Huo Wenting slowly pulled out Lu Chengwen's tie and helped him tie it again. As she worked on it, she said, "I never give my true heart to a man easily. You know that. You've been very impressive lately. My father has been praising you too, saying that holding onto that little plate of the Lu Family is beneath your talents. Join Huo Group and be with me. Together, we'll create something glorious. When that time comes, a mere provincial capital won't be able to contain you. All of China will be your stage."

Lu Chengwen was practically bursting with joy inside.

Not because of what Huo Wenting had said, but because he seemed to have remembered some things about her.

He had beaten up Huo Wendong. The Huo Family, operating on the principle that fine porcelain did not contend with broken tiles, had not taken it too seriously.

But Huo Wenting had been young and hot-blooded then, and she had come to Lu Chengwen looking for trouble.

The matter had caused quite a stir. Lu Guanghong had gone everywhere begging people to mediate, and only then had Huo Wenting let it go.

But!

Back then, Lu Chengwen had been utterly helpless whenever he saw Huo Wenting.

He had fallen for her completely.

First, the Huo Family was rich—absurdly rich. If he married the Eldest Daughter of the Huo Family, Lu Chengwen really could spend the rest of his life lying down and counting money.

Second, Lu Chengwen had been young at the time. Seeing a professional woman who was so powerful, so beautiful, and possessed such commanding CEO charisma...

That had been a max-level critical hit to the