Chapter 513: Don't Test My Self-Control

ween us, it's insignificant now. "This is compensation for you after all these years. Starting tomorrow, you will regain your freedom."Menglan reached out and took it. When she saw the balance display...>

"Testing my self-control" He leaned closer, his hot breath swirling around her lips as his lips parted slightly. "I have no self-control when I'm in your presence, my wife."

Her husky, feminine voice was alluring, punishingly so, as she bit down on Xiangwan's lip with force.

The indoor air conditioning temperature was just right, a small gap in the window allowed a gentle breeze to flow in at night, and the vanilla wind chimes tinkled softly.

Even so, at this moment, Xiang Wan still felt a heat throughout her body. She slightly tilted her head up, trying to avoid He Hanchuan's scorching gaze, her heart pounding as if it could burst out of her chest.

Damn.

"Wanwan." A hot breath against her ear sent a shiver down Xiang Wan's spine.

Her half body was leaning against He Hanchuan, her words not going through her brain, "Hmm What's wrong"

"I love you." As soon as his words left his mouth, there was a sound of metal snaps in the study. Let me know if I can help with any other translations!

A sleepless night.

Re-chan was like a stubborn young man, exhausting Yue's energy. In the end, she could only lazily stretch out her long legs and kick him to the floor. Before falling asleep, she couldn't help but grumble, "If I had known marriage would be this tiring, I wouldn't have gotten married!"

Undoubtedly, Yi Wan was late to the company again the next day. Luckily, her appointment with Xia Xue wasn't until the evening. She pressed her aching neck with her palm and was about to head towards the office.

"To the Vice President, is this someone who came to work even though they haven't woken up yet"

As she just passed by the Finance Department, she heard a strange, ambiguous male voice coming from inside.

Towards the end’s footsteps halted, raising her icy gaze towards the office. "Uncle Wen, when did you, as a shareholder, start interfering with the finance department's affairs Do you understand what you're doing"

Wen Yongbo was stabbed in the ribs, and especially since he had lost face in front of so many people, he couldn't bear it. He forced a smirk.

"I appreciate your concern, niece. The company has taken on quite a few new employees recently. As a shareholder, it's natural for me to want to keep track of everything and share some of the workload with you."

向晚's face was adorned with a gentle smile, yet beneath the surface, she had long since ceased smiling.

Wen Yongbo would be so kind That means he just wants to check every single account and is deliberately wary of her.

"So Wen Shu, you better investigate thoroughly and don't miss a single one. Otherwise, we might have to go before the board of directors and explain ourselves." She sat upright and wasn't afraid at all.

Last night, Wanye was exhausted from being tossed around, but she didn't have the energy to care about him. "I'm out. After all, I'm not as free as you, Wen Shu."

She said it with sarcasm, not even bothering to give him a smile. She turned to leave.

Seeing her so arrogant, Wen Yongbo glared angrily at her departing back. He raised his hand and slammed it heavily on the table, rebuking in a low voice, "Don't get cocky. Showing up late to work every day doesn't befit someone who's an assistant general manager."

"Don't forget, tomorrow is the last day for accounts to be settled. If you can't sell those foot tubs, you better get ready to hit the road."

By now, he didn't even bother to put on a facade.

"A-Wan turned her head, a cold glint in her eyes, and gave him a meaningful smile. "Uncle Wen, you should take care of yourself first,"

Being publicly challenged by her, Wen Yongbo only felt as if he had been slapped in the face. He was humiliated. However, recalling the smile that Xiangwan just showed him, a hint of panic flashed in his eyes, one that he couldn't hide no matter how hard he tried.

But he had already inquired beforehand, and over the past few days, W向晚 hadn't put much thought into the footbath bucket matter at all. She hadn't contacted any manufacturers to sell it either. From every angle, she simply wouldn't be able to settle her debt before tomorrow.

So... what qualifications does she have to flaunt her power in front of me!

At this point, Wen Yong felt his confidence surge. His back straightened instantly, and he was already mentally rehearsing how to mock Xiang Wan in the meeting room tomorrow.

……

Yua was busy in her office all afternoon. Just as dusk began to settle, Millie came and knocked on her office door, "Deputy General Yua, Ms. Xia Xue has arrived and is waiting for you in the studio."

"Okay." Xiang Wan immediately perked up, grabbed the contract from her desk and followed her to the venue.

On the way, she still worriedly asked, "Has the final check been done Is the broadcast room already set up"

"Yes." Millie followed respectfully behind her, reporting respectfully, "I've completed it as instructed. Both the behind-the-scenes and the dialogue are perfect, there won't be any mistakes."

"Okay, I believe you."

As she approached the entrance of the venue, 向晚 pushed open the heavy door. As soon as she stepped inside, she was met with a lively atmosphere in the broadcasting hall. 夏雪 was sitting at her makeup station, applying touch-ups, while her manager idly gestured with her finger to communicate with the makeup artist.

"Here" Xiang Wan walked behind Xia Xue, patted her shoulder, and looked gently at her in the mirror. "I believe you, although you're young, this little thing won't be difficult for you."

"Of course." Xia Xue smirked triumphantly at her, a confident smile gracing her face compared to the dazed look she had sported at the birthday party that day.

It seems like he/she has let go completely.

After talking with her agent for a few minutes, Yua and her agency reached an agreement. Despite the high fee offered by Xiang's company, they even established a long-term collaboration relationship for future projects.

Money makes the world go round.

向晚 doesn't like to be around insincere people, but since she chose this path, she can only adapt. Of course, all of this is on the condition that Xia Xue is also useful to her.

At 7 p.m., the live broadcast officially began.

This is Xia Xue's first time using online live streaming to connect with her audience since her debut. Her company naturally wouldn't miss this promotional opportunity and started teasing fans on Weibo early on.

So when the live stream began, fans flocked to the room. Xia Xue greeted them on camera and interacted with them for a while. When the popularity reached its peak, she started introducing the product.

"My little darlings, I've already explained all the functions of the foot bath. Those who are ready to grab it, remember the coupon above, which can be discounted by 200 yuan based on the original price of 2000!"

Xia Xue patiently finished her introduction, and at 10:00, she spoke in the live room, "Time is up, five... one, the flash sale begins!"

As soon as she finished speaking, fans in the live stream immediately clicked on the small yellow car to start shopping in the live stream.

Ten seconds later, after Millie finished looking at the massive amount of data on her computer, she excitedly shouted, "Director Li, you have to see this! All of our foot baths have sold out!"

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