Chapter 8 Please Behave Yourself

• “Mr. Fu, please behave yourself!”
• Fu Lingye stared at her blushing little angry face, leaned in to her ear with a calm look, and slowly said, “Ms. Mu, you said that I am a businessman. A businessman only cares about profit, and won't trade at a loss. Is there anything in you that is worthy of exchange with that villa?”
• His deep voice was filled with a chill, while his unfathomable dark eyes stared straight at her profile. He spoke very slowly, but each of his words hit the most vulnerable part of her heart.
• She didn't have money, as the Mu family suffered a complete defeat three years ago.
• However, Fu Lingye was so dismissive of her last night, and even embarrassed her in public. She became more puzzled about what this man wanted from her.
• The grip from the big hand holding her waist became tighter. Mu Tongrui struggled hard, but was unable to move at all. Fu Lingye stared at how delicate and tender she was, and said, “Weren't you very experienced when you seduced me last night?”
• He leaned over, his thin lips leaning closer to her. With a teasing smile, he said in a gorgeous and attractive masculine tone, “Perhaps, Ms. Mu, you're playing hard to get?”
• Raising his wrist quietly, Fu Lingye took a strand of her long hair from her shoulder, carefully put it away, and held it in his hand.
• In the next second, the man suddenly pushed her towards the fish tank, and her back hit the hard glass, causing her to grimace in pain. Before she could resist, the man forced his slender and powerful legs between her legs, overwhelming her with his charming and strong scent of masculinity.
• “I'm actually quite interested in your young body.”
• The frivolous words easily angered Mu Tongrui. She raised her head and stared straight at Fu Lingye's handsome face that was so close her, feeling her heart in her mouth. Just when his thin lips were about to touch hers, she widened her eyes, and stretched out her hands to push him away, before she turned and ran out of the office.
• Fu Lingye stared at the slender figure that fled from him, and smiled faintly. His dark eyes narrowed slightly, as he glanced at the long black hair in the palm of his hand coldly.
• Being knocked for six, Mu Tongrui stumbled out of the office and ran into a woman.
• Crash.
• The folder in the woman's hand was knocked to the ground by her, so she quickly bent over to help pick it up. “Sorry.”
• When Mu Tongrui handed the folder to her, their eyes met for a moment, and a trace of consternation flashed across Xiang Nanqian's eyes.
• “Sorry for running into you.”
• Xiang Nanqian smiled politely and took the file. “It's okay.”
• When Mu Tongrui left and entered the lift, Xiang Nanqian frowned.
• This woman's eyes look like Sweetheart's.
• She glanced over the noisy interview room, and her uneasiness grew deep down. Could it be that Lingye has been looking for Sweetheart's biological mother recently?
• Holding the document, she walked to the CEO's office in her high heels. When she was about to knock on the door, she heard dialogue coming from inside.
• “This is the hair of Mu Tongrui and Sweetheart. Take it to test immediately, and compare the DNA results.”
• As expected, Lingye is really looking for Sweetheart's biological mother.
• The knuckles of her hand that was holding the folder tightly went white.
• The office door was opened. As soon as Xu Kun came out, he saw Xiang Nanqian standing at the door. He was taken aback, but he still greeted her, “Ms. Xiang, are you looking for Boss?”
• “Oh, the poster of Knew Not I Am A Guest In A Dream is finalized. I'm bringing it over to show it to him.”
• Xu Kun nodded his head slightly, and said, “Boss is inside. I still have something to do, so I have to leave first.”
• Xiang Nanqian looked at a white envelope in Xu Kun's hand, looking curious. “Mr. Xu, what is this?”
• She raised her hand and wanted to take it, but Xu Kun vigilantly avoided her, and said with a faint smile, “It's nothing, Ms. Xiang, I will take my leave now.”
• It should be the hair of the woman and Sweetheart inside.
• Xiang Nanqian turned around and entered the office. “This is the final draft. Take a look. If there is no problem, you may sign it.”
• Taking the document, Fu Lingye glanced at it casually, picked up a black pen, and signed his name.
• She took a deep breath, and finally couldn't help but ask, “I saw Lu Zhan busy interviewing people for your 'Mrs. Fu' early in the morning together with a few others. Are you really planning to get a wife through interviews? Lingye, marriage is not a child’s play—”
• Before she could finish speaking, Fu Lingye looked up and said, “Ms. Xiang, I know you’re my sister-in-law, but you should address me by Mr. Fu in the company.”
• Xiang Nanqian was startled, whereas the man had already handed her the signed document. Pursing her red lips, she stared at him silently for several seconds before taking the document.
• When she walked to the door, she turned and looked back at him. “Lingye, do you have to draw a line with me? It's been five years since Hanyu's death...”
• “In company, you are my subordinate; in private, you will always be my sister-in-law.”
• The cold and merciless voice put out the last trace of hope in her heart.
• After Mu Tongrui came out of the building of Fu Corporation, she bought a bottle of ice water. Her chaotic mind only calmed down after drinking most of the water.
• Damn, if I could go all out just now, I might have succeeded in defending Dad's villa now.
• She clenched her fists and punched her head hard, feeling distressed. Suddenly, her phone rang, and the caller ID showed that it was from Ye Guo.
• “Hello, Guo.”
• “Tongrui, how's your interview going? Does your talent impress the interviewer?”
• Mu Tongrui said dejectedly as she flagged down a taxi, “Don't mention it. Most probably I won't get to work at Fu Corporation. I applied for a part-time job on the Internet last night. I'm heading there now.”
• “Good luck. Regarding the Fu Corporation, you will definitely be offered the job! I believe in your ability!”
• After hanging up the phone, Mu Tongrui got in a taxi and said, “Mister, take me to Affiliated Kindergarten of Foreign Language School.”
• After getting off at Affiliated Kindergarten of Foreign Language School, Mu Tongrui entered the office.
• “Hi, I'm here for an interview. I called you yesterday.”
• “Oh, you're the one who applied to be an art teacher, right?”
• “Yes.”
• The principal glanced at her resume and said with a smile, “Ms. Mu, your academic qualifications and the college you graduated from abroad are all very good, but I think you probably never spend time with the kids. Recently, a kid was transferred to the junior class of our kindergarten. She always has conflicts with other children in the class, can you try to solve it?”
• Mu Tongrui quickly understood that this was the interview question given to her by the principal, so she smiled faintly, and replied, “No problem.”
• The principal took Mu Tongrui to the small playground for breaktime, pointed at a little girl sitting under a big tree not far away, and said, “The little girl over there has just transferred to our junior class from organ kindergarten. Her name is Sweetheart. She always has trouble with the other children in the class. Yesterday she even had a fight with other children in the class. She comes from a powerful family, so when she bullies other children, their parents dare not to criticize her. But as an educational enlightener, we have an obligation to guide her.”
• When Mu Tongrui walked up to Sweetheart, Sweetheart pouted and stared at her. “Who are you?”
• “And who are you? Why are you sitting here alone and not playing with other children?”
• Sweetheart puffed her cheeks, and said, “I don't want to tell you.”