Chapter 17: “Indeed, the Hearts of Capitalists Are All Dark”

The next morning, Mu Ruo woke up well-rested and refreshed, wanting nothing more than to roll around in bed.

She closed her eyes, trying to turn over.

Hmm, no movement.

Mu Ruo opened her eyes.

What met her gaze was the sharply defined jawline of a man. From his chin to his neck, the lines were sleek and sensual, with a very prominent Adam’s apple—more sexually charged than the male models she often saw in magazines.

A director once told Mu Ruo during filming that a film actor’s bone structure had to be better than their appearance to convey a sense of story on screen.

Fu Jianzhi not only had an excellent appearance, but his bone structure was flawless. His straight nose was like a mountain peak, his brows and eyes deep and distinct, giving him a particularly mysterious aura.

Mu Ruo thought, if Fu Jianzhi were to come to her world and become a star, even without any acting skills, his face alone would make him famous everywhere.

For Mu Ruo right now, looks and figure didn’t matter…

What mattered was why they were lying in bed together, disheveled so early in the morning.

A hint of panic appeared in her eyes.

Although Fu Jianzhi was undeniably handsome…

She was quite beautiful herself, and under these circumstances, shouldn’t she be the one at a disadvantage?

Was two million really worth it?

The man’s long, strong arm was wrapped around Mu Ruo’s waist.

Mu Ruo tried to quietly move his arm away and slip out of bed.

However, as soon as her hand touched Fu Jianzhi’s arm, he opened his eyes.

Mu Ruo: “Um…”

Fu Jianzhi coldly loosened his grip. “Explain.”

Mu Ruo: “I didn’t try to seduce you or get close to you. You need to see clearly; it was you holding me.”

Fu Jianzhi raised an eyebrow.

Mu Ruo felt increasingly guilty. She knew she didn’t sleep well at night, tossing and turning and kicking off the covers.

Even though the bed was large, it was possible that she had turned towards Fu Jianzhi in her sleep and ended up hugging him.

At that moment, Mu Ruo suddenly realized it wasn’t her moving towards Fu Jianzhi.

Instead, Fu Jianzhi had pushed her to the edge of the bed, leaving a large space on his side.

Clearly, Fu Jianzhi also noticed this.

Mu Ruo immediately felt justified and reclaimed her confidence, standing on the moral high ground. “Explain.”

Fu Jianzhi showed no embarrassment. “This is my bed, Miss Mu. Giving you a corner to sleep in is already very generous of me.”

Mu Ruo: “…”

Truly, the CEO who earns millions a day could even turn black into white.

Indeed, the hearts of capitalists are dark.

Mu Ruo got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

Fu Jianzhi watched her back with a thoughtful expression.

He opened the water bottle on the bedside, took out a bottle of medicine from the drawer, and poured out two pills, then called the housekeeper.

Soon, Mu Ruo heard a knock at the door and went to open it.

Zhou Niannian, with red and swollen eyes, stood outside holding a set of clothes, glaring at Mu Ruo.

She had just seen the maid deliver a set of clothes.

High-end brands sent the latest collections to the Fu family every quarter. The clothes, still with tags attached, were delivered by the maid as per the young master’s instructions—this time, the smallest size dress was sent for the lady.

Zhou Niannian, having seen this, snatched the clothes from the maid and came to check the situation herself.

She bit her lip and looked at Mu Ruo.

Mu Ruo was wearing a clearly male shirt, her long hair lazily draped over her shoulders. One of the shirt’s buttons was undone, and the hem of the shirt reached above her knees, revealing her slender, white, and straight legs.

Zhou Niannian felt a pang of pain in her chest and fainted right in front of Mu Ruo.

Mu Ruo: “!!!”

Mu Ruo looked at Fu Jianzhi in panic.

Fu Jianzhi was adjusting his tie; he was dressed in formal attire because he was heading to the company today.

Seeing the commotion, he remained calm and as gentle as usual. “Don’t worry, she has a severe heart condition. It’s normal for her to faint suddenly.”

Mu Ruo: “…”

She was suddenly relieved that she hadn’t argued with Zhou Niannian yesterday.

Otherwise, whether the woman had fainted genuinely or was pretending, she would have been in trouble.

The Fu family’s servants quickly noticed the disturbance, called the private doctor, and carried Zhou Niannian away.

Fu Jianzhi had seen Zhou Niannian faint many times growing up.

Sometimes it was a deliberate attempt to take advantage of him, fainting on purpose when near him.

Other times, it was because she was upset that he ignored her and fainted from frustration.

Many people in the Fu family spoke behind Fu Jianzhi’s back, saying he was indifferent and heartless, that he remained cold despite the girls pouring their hearts out to him.

Fu Jianzhi found this amusing.

Did the fact that someone desired him mean he was obligated to respond?

Moreover, he hadn’t forgotten his late father; he only felt disgust towards the Zhou family.

For women, he had only one requirement.

Don’t love him, stay away from him—keep your distance.

Looking at Mu Ruo’s expression, Fu Jianzhi remarked with mild sarcasm, “So, Mrs. Fu feels sorry for her, does she?”

Mu Ruo: “Not really. If anyone should be pitied, it’s probably you. Facing such pursuers, whether you refuse or keep your distance, you’re always subject to moral coercion.”

Fu Jianzhi was momentarily stunned.

Mu Ruo sighed again. “By the way, someone like me, who doesn’t have a legitimate job and earns money by selling my marriage, doesn’t really have the right to pity a young lady or young master from high society. If Mr. Fu gave me a little more money, maybe I’d feel more sympathy for you.”

Fu Jianzhi smiled and said a sweet and gentle word as he passed her.

“Don’t even think about it.”

Mu Ruo felt that the domineering CEO’s money wasn’t easy to come by.

When Zhou Niannian had her episode, Zhou Yanhui summoned Mu Ruo and scolded her harshly.

“Niannian is a young lady. You had her bring you clothes? Are there no servants at home?”

Mu Ruo: “She snatched the clothes from the maid. I didn’t ask her to get them.”

“You’re talking back to me?” Zhou Yanhui sneered. “No manners at all. Don’t you know that after marriage, you’re not supposed to talk back to elders? If you argue again, I’ll have Jianzhi divorce you immediately.”

Mu Ruo thought of the “two million” and listened to her distort the facts while continuing to scold her.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

Mu Ruo looked up to see Fu Jianzhi, who had just left to go to a meeting, standing at the door.

Fu Jianzhi’s face was cold as he stood there. “Grandmother, there’s an event today that requires Mu Ruo to accompany me. I’ll be taking her with me now.”

Seeing Fu Jianzhi, Zhou Yanhui immediately changed to a more amiable expression. “Alright, you two go ahead.”