Li Chen had just been waiting for Leng Bingning to greet him sweetly with “Brother Chen,” but instead, he saw the floor littered with smashed laptops, phones, photo frames, and more.
He awkwardly withdrew the step he had just taken forward, standing at the office entrance, looking both embarrassed and puzzled.
What had happened here? Why was that foolish woman’s face covered in tears? Her seventh brother, the superstar Leng Xingche, was here too? And even that lapdog husband Zhu Tianfan?
Could it be that she had argued with her brother and husband today? That would be a perfect opportunity. Later, he could listen to her complaints and maybe gain some unexpected benefits.
Reacting quickly, Li Chen put on a smile he believed to be charming and said, “Bingning, why are you crying? Are you hurt? Let Brother Chen take a look.”
“Seventh Brother, you’re here too.”
As for Zhu Tianfan, he wasn’t even worth greeting.
[Ignoring me? Perfect. Being invisible and watching the show is great. Tsk tsk… the adulterer Li Chen already said “Brother Chen will take a look,” so why isn’t that wretched woman responding sweetly? Come on, say it already. Why are you just sitting there crying? This is the man you’ve been so obsessed with that even in death you’d still call him “Brother Chen!”]
[Right, besides calling him “Brother Chen,” she always complains to him about company difficulties and development strategies, not realizing he uses that information to give the Li family an advantage.]
[In the end, how could an illegitimate son of the Li family ever help the Leng family? That wretched woman is truly brainless, not even realizing this. Ptui! Stupid and foolish!]
[Strange… why is she still frozen there? Hurry up and call him “Brother Chen” to make him happy, then complain a bit. That way, his illegitimate status in the Li family might even be corrected!]
[Ptui! I’m getting anxious just watching. I almost want to say it for you! After that, hurry and bring up divorce so I can go save the beautiful secretary!]
Li Chen… an illegitimate son of the Li family? Leng Bingning’s sharp mind immediately grasped something.
During this period, the Li family had always managed to stay one step ahead despite her pressure. She had suspected a mole within her company. Now it seemed the biggest traitor was her so-called “good brother,” Li Chen.
But Zhu Tianfan’s constant inner chatter made her even more irritated.
What a shameless man. What a disgrace of a husband.
He was practically wishing for his own wife to fall into the adulterer’s arms, wishing to wear a green hat, wishing to become a pitiful replacement.
The veins on Leng Bingning’s forehead throbbed violently. She wanted nothing more than to stab him hundreds of times to vent her anger.
If her forehead hadn’t been intact, blood might have already burst out in streams.
Calm down… calm down… keep calming down.
Li Chen was still here. She couldn’t argue with Zhu Tianfan now, or he’d just keep ranting in his mind endlessly.
Leng Bingning forced her rage down and shot Zhu Tianfan a cold glare.
“Wife, why are you looking at me? Your Brother Chen is here. Aren’t you going to greet him?” Zhu Tianfan said, turning to Leng Xingche, “Seventh Brother, don’t you think so?”
Zhu Tianfan found it strange. What was going on? Li Chen was here, yet Leng Bingning wasn’t greeting him sweetly like usual.
[Hehe… I get it now. She’s embarrassed to call him “Brother Chen” in front of us. She doesn’t want her husband and brother to witness the upcoming disaster. After all, losing her innocence is shameful.]
[She should’ve just said so. I’ll take Seventh Brother to the lounge and pretend we know nothing. But this time, I’ll have to charge more. I need to keep track—I can’t just be a free scapegoat husband!]
“Wife, Seventh Brother and I will go rest in the lounge first. You two can talk,” Zhu Tianfan said, scratching his head as he tried to leave with Leng Xingche.
“Shut up!”
Slap!
Leng Bingning glared coldly at Zhu Tianfan, spat out those two words, then stood up and slapped Li Chen hard across the face.
Didn’t her husband want to see a “disaster”? She would show him what a real one looked like.
…
[Oh! The adulterer got slapped! The future boss of a trillion-level empire just got slapped by that wretched woman!]
[This is a rare spectacle. Should I play some music to celebrate?]
[Tsk tsk… even though he’s an illegitimate son, and his father slaps him often, he’s never been slapped by a woman before!]
[Wait… why am I celebrating? This plot isn’t right. Shouldn’t she be crying and complaining to him? This isn’t the disaster I expected!]
At first, Zhu Tianfan was delighted to see Li Chen get slapped, thinking it was worth celebrating.
But then he realized something was wrong. This completely deviated from the original plot, even making him doubt whether his memories were accurate.
Wasn’t the domineering CEO supposed to never hit anyone, only glare coldly? Then why did she slap Li Chen today?
Li Chen, clutching his reddened cheek, was equally stunned. That foolish woman usually called him “Brother Chen” sweetly—how did she dare slap him today?
Looking at her, his eyes flickered with a mix of emotions.
Regret—had his intentions been exposed?
Anger—a man like him being slapped by a woman? Read this novel at g.com for the best experience.
Frustration—he hadn’t even checked her mood before coming today.
Fear—if he couldn’t extract information from her, his illegitimate status might never be corrected.
For a moment, he even felt the urge to kill her on the spot.
But Li Chen was deeply calculating. He took a deep breath, rubbed his cheek, and forced a gentle smile, saying, “Bingning, did your hand hurt from hitting me? Brother Chen won’t blame you…”
Slap!
“Don’t call me Bingning. It’s disgusting!”
“Get out!”
Before he could finish, Leng Bingning slapped him again—perfectly symmetrical on the other cheek—along with a single cold word.
Now, no matter how tolerant or composed Li Chen tried to appear, he couldn’t endure such treatment. He could only grit his teeth and say, “Bingning, I won’t be angry. I’ll come see you again when you’re in a better mood.”
Of course, he wouldn’t give up on her. This was just his usual thick-skinned attitude.
After all, compared to the hardships he had endured in the countryside, two slaps meant nothing.
After he left, Leng Bingning shook her stinging hand and glanced coldly at Zhu Tianfan.
This—this was what a real disaster looked like. Not his ridiculous fantasies.
Instead, she found herself anticipating his next round of inner rambling, curious to hear what he would think now.
Meanwhile, Leng Xingche stood there, completely lost and stunned.
His sister, who only used cold glares, had actually slapped someone today. Something was terribly wrong.
After thinking for a moment, he poked Zhu Tianfan and asked, “Brother-in-law, what happened to my sister this morning?”
Zhu Tianfan snapped back to his senses, shook his head, and casually replied, “Seventh Brother, I don’t know either. Maybe… her period started. You know how women get like that sometimes.”
He was just as confused. None of this matched the original plot.
Leng Xingche nodded, finding the explanation surprisingly reasonable. “That makes sense. You’d understand that better than me.”
At that moment, his phone rang.
“Hello, Dad? Mom? What? Xiner didn’t come home all night?!”