The Shen Family, being rchants, couldn’t afford to provoke a family of the Cheng Family’s standing.
This ti, Zhou Luchen had paved the way for Shen Jing so smoothly it was as if she had a cheat enabled; everything turned out perfectly as she was promoted from an ordinary employee to Financial Risk Manager (FRM).
With a capable young assistant by her side to handle social engagents, her workload lightened considerably. She preferred spending her weekends playing chess with her grandfather and giving him shoulder massages.
"Grandpa is too stingy, only giving such a tiny official position."
The old man still needed to gradually nurture her growth; doing business was no joke, involving tens of millions or even billions.
"Just you? If you were given a manager’s position, do you think you could handle it? Could you even wake up for a 9:00 AM eting?"
"I really can’t. Grandpa, could you change the morning eting to 9:30 AM?"
Old Mr. Shen looked back at her. "If you can’t handle it, then go work in cultural dia for your Second Uncle."
Shen Jing ford a fist and gently tapped the old man’s shoulder. "Second Uncle has a terrible temper. If I go there, I’ll definitely add fuel to his fire. If Second Uncle falls ill, I’d be half the reason, having angered him so much."
"Xiaosi."
Shen Jing slowed her shoulder massage. "Yes?"
"Are you not with him?"
The ’him’ Old Mr. Shen referred to was the second young master of the Zhou Family.
"He’s the president of United Bank; the Zhou Family will arrange his marriage. How could I possibly aspire to the Zhou Family’s status?"
Old Mr. Shen frowned, recalling her appearance when she ca ho that night. "Then how did he bite your lip?"
"..."
Seeing her silent, Old Mr. Shen hmphed. "You like him. Your feelings are written all over your face."
Is it that obvious?
Shen Jing responded with a smile, "He has soone else, soone more suitable for him."
Old Mr. Shen picked up the herbal tea from the coffee table, took a sip, and suddenly said, "Last ti I played chess with him, he was deliberately going easy on ."
"He’s filial, especially towards his family," Shen Jing said.
Old Mr. Shen rolled his eyes and suddenly chuckled, "My Xiaosi is filial too."
「Ti passed, and sumr arrived.」
She watched on the TV screen as United Bank implented its global marketing strategy: finance, trust, securities, futures trading—nothing was left untouched.
Shen Jing felt like a silent observer, filled with admiration and envy.
Look at him, always so excellent. What can love bring him?
Occasionally, when funds were insufficient, Shen Jing would personally visit the United Bank branch in the Imperial Capital. The managent departnt there rigorously followed procedures to review the Shen Family’s creditworthiness before granting approval.
From ti to ti, Shen Jing would hear rumors.
Apparently, Wei Wenxin had accompanied Zhou Luchen to New York.
Financial news rarely ntioned the na Zhou Luchen; he never accepted interviews and had rejected all dia coverage since taking office.
With United Bank now at its peak, he beca increasingly low-profile and elusive.
Still, her resourcefulness allowed Shen Jing to keep tabs on this president.
Browsing foreign gossip sites, she saw photos of Zhou Luchen and Wei Wenxin returning to their villa estate together, as well as images from the bustling streets of New York.
Next to United Bank’s executive motorcade, he had leaned down intimately, patiently listening to Wei Wenxin. Miss Wei, standing on tiptoe, appeared to be kissing his cheek.
The tricky cara angles made them look like a long-term couple sharing a kiss.
Then there were his outings with Joanna, the renowned and stunningly beautiful supermodel, to the Pleasure Quarters. Joanna, who had won various supermodel awards in Europe and Arica and had a reputation for no scandals, was actually accompanying the president of United Bank this ti.
Shen Jing suddenly felt that Zhou Luchen’s taste had changed; he seed to prefer bold and fiery beauties now.
Look, without her, his prospects are still bright and splendid, without a hint of heartache.
So beautiful. You have quite good taste.
Probably, only Wei Wenxin has the patience to tolerate his fickle heart.
But less than half an hour later, those pictures suddenly disappeared.
TSK. Why won’t they let us see them anymore? Such beautiful photos.
Shen Jing scrolled through the now-empty discussion forums on the foreign website, then switched off her phone, picked up the iced coffee from her desk, and headed back to the main building to work.
「Dusk fell.」
At the East Third Ring’s CBD Building in the Imperial Capital, the nightscape outside was bustling, but Shen Jing had no mind for sightseeing, buried in overti work.
"Sister-in-law, there’s a fun event happening. Want to go?"
Xie Qinyang had co specially to pick her up after work. He plopped down on her desk, fiddling with her pen and desk ornants.
Shen Jing’s slender fingers typed diligently on the computer. "What kind of event?"
"The public horse race at the paddock."
"Let finish up work before we go."
Gradually, influenced by Xie Qinyang, her nightlife grew richer. In the scorching sumr heat, she would slip into a sexy slip dress, apply exquisite makeup, and begin her nights out, often not returning ho.
Whether it was horseback riding, archery, or Frisbee gas, she and Xie Qinyang were invariably seen together, inseparable.
Around the periphery of the racecourse, a few gentlen in suits were raising their glasses in lively toasts, occasionally glancing at Shen Jing’s retreating figure.
In a tight, waist-cinching golden slip dress, Shen Jing walked with an extrely slow gait. Even an inadvertent sway caused her skirt to ripple with an alluring arc, exuding a rich charm.
It wasn’t the pure charm of a young girl, but a seductive allure that spoke of being cherished and pampered by a man.
Rumor had it she was the woman of the Zhou Family’s second young master, so even those who coveted her beauty dared not approach to chat her up.
"What a pity she’s the second young master’s woman."
"Don’t even think about ssing with her. Rember Cheng Jinchuan? He’s like a universally despised rat now."
"Still, it’s so tempting... that figure hugged by her little dress..."
"No wonder the Zhou’s second young master is willing to defy family rules to openly protect her."
"Enough talk, walls have ears. Be careful, or you’ll get a beating later. The Zhou’s second young master is not to be trifled with."
Erging in her riding attire, Shen Jing heard every word clearly.
Zhou Luchen’s protectiveness over Shen Jing wasn’t just about preventing his woman from being bullied. It was more like he hadn’t had his fill of her yet; unable to claim her for himself, he wouldn’t allow any other man to touch even a speck of her.
Never underestimate a man’s possessiveness.
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