Initially, he bought her simply because she was attractive enough to help him with his business.
Then one day, she unexpectedly claimed to be the true daughter of the Fang family, and Fang Miaomiao had merely usurped her position.
The Fang family? While not exceptionally wealthy, they were somewhat influential.
He had people investigate, and a paternity test was conducted.
To his surprise, Fang Yanhuan was indeed the Fang family's daughter.
He was puzzled as to how Fang Yanhuan knew this and also had people investigate, but found nothing.
Still, having the Fang family was better than not.
He agreed to let Fang Yanhuan return to be her true rich young lady.
At first, he was quite satisfied, especially when she became involved with Wen Wenlan. His control over her also lessened somewhat.
Not long after he relaxed, Fang Yanhuan, with a mind like concrete, relentlessly targeted Fang Miaomiao. Fortunately, nothing major happened, and those fools online were used by Fang Yanhuan as pawns to attack Fang Miaomiao.
He didn't think much of it. After all, Fang Yanhuan had a difficult past, and it was understandable that she would place the blame on Fang Miaomiao.
But, since when did their luck turn sour?
Everything they did seemed to go awry, and even Fang Yanhuan seemed to have lost her wits, leaving behind incriminating evidence during her attempts to target Fang Miaomiao, which Fang Miaomiao and Wen Zhiyan exploited to strike back.
Wen Wenlan even chose to break up with Fang Yanhuan.
"Fang Yanhuan, Fang Yanhuan, you truly are incompetent at success and adept at failure," the man squatted down, his hawk-like eyes coldly staring at Fang Yanhuan. "Such a good hand, and you've played it into ruin."
Fang Yanhuan's hollow gaze fixed on a distant point, remaining silent.
The man, finding it tiresome, stood up and said indifferently, "Take her away and care for her well."
Immediately, two people entered, supporting her by the arms as they led her away.
"Sir, why are we still keeping such a useless person?"
"What do you know?" The man glanced at him and walked out into the courtyard through the back door.
The afterglow fell upon him, devoid of warmth.
The man sat on a stone bench in the middle of the courtyard. "She still has significant use."
"But isn't the Fang family on the verge of bankruptcy? Should our people withdraw from it?"
"Withdraw. When will the person in charge of A City return?"
The bodyguard shook his head. "Since that establishment was taken down by that group, the person in charge hasn't shown their face."
The man frowned slightly. "Find her with all your might. If she falls into the hands of the police, it will be over."
"Sir, I think it's not safe right now. Why don't you go into hiding for a while?"
The man glanced at him, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes. "Where can I run to?"
Moreover, it wasn't the final moment yet; it was still uncertain who would emerge victorious.
The bodyguard lowered his head in silence.
"You may go. Remember, the Fang Corporation is no longer needed."
The bodyguard acknowledged with a "Yes" and left immediately.
Within a single night, the news of the Fang family's bankruptcy dominated the trending topics.
"Holy crap."
Wen Zhiyan glanced at Fang Miaomiao and poured her a glass of water. "Why are you cursing?"
Fang Miaomiao held up her phone. "Sorry, sorry. Do you know what happened to the Fang family?"
"Bankruptcy?"
"How do you know?"
"Isn't that perfectly normal? The Fang Corporation has been in economic crisis for a long time, merely clinging to life."
Now, the people behind them were clearly about to abandon them.
Fang Miaomiao blinked. "What about Zhou Wenjing and Fang Yanhuan?"
"Zhou Wenjing and the others are begging for mercy. As for Fang Yanhuan, she's disappeared."
"Disappeared?"
Wen Zhiyan nodded. "Yes, my people couldn't find her, so I handed it over to Wen Wenlan."
Fang Miaomiao froze for a moment, then let out a chuckle. "Wen Wenlan is like a big fool. Whatever you say, he has to do it."
Wen Zhiyan took a sip of water. "Can't be helped. They're in the same social circle. We can't find out."
Besides, resources are there to be used.
"Definitely capitalists."
Wen Zhiyan raised an eyebrow. "This is called rational utilization."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever you say is right."
Wen Zhiyan was silent for a moment, then reached out and pinched Fang Miaomiao's cheek. As he pinched, his fingertips unconsciously landed on her chattering red lips.
"What are you doing?" Fang Miaomiao covered her chest with her hands. "I'm telling you, even though it's night, An'an isn't asleep yet. And this is the living room."
Wen Zhiyan smiled. "So, does Miaomiao mean that after An'an sleeps, we can go back to our room?"
Fang Miaomiao froze. "You, how..."
Her Wen Zhiyan, how did his skin become so thick?
However, thinking of him emerging from the shower wearing only a towel, his abs faintly visible, his broad shoulders and narrow waist.
It seemed, indeed, quite attractive.
"Fang Miaomiao, are you thinking of something improper?" Wen Zhiyan asked, noticing Fang Miaomiao's cheeks growing redder, and leaned closer.
The faint scent of shower gel wafted into Fang Miaomiao's nose.
Suddenly, her nose felt a little itchy.
She instinctively raised her hand to touch her nose, but Wen Zhiyan caught her hand.
"What are you doing?"
Wen Zhiyan waved his hand and pulled out a few tissues to cover Fang Miaomiao's nose.
Fang Miaomiao then noticed.
She, had a nosebleed?
Just because she imagined a naked scene, she got a nosebleed?
"Mommy." Wen Yan'an just came out of his room and, seeing Fang Miaomiao bleeding, immediately panicked. His eyes reddened as he ran to Fang Miaomiao's side. "Are you okay? Call a doctor, Daddy, quickly call a doctor."
"No need," Fang Miaomiao quickly pulled Wen Yan'an back.
What a joke, this was something a doctor could be called for? Was she trying to be laughed to death?
"Mommy?" Wen Yan'an looked at Fang Miaomiao doubtfully.
"I'm fine, I just ate spicy food and got a bit of a fever, a little nosebleed will be fine. An'an, don't be scared," Fang Miaomiao comforted him. "Really, trust me."
"But, so much blood."
"When has your mom ever lied to you, right?"
After Fang Miaomiao's repeated reassurances, Wen Yan'an finally gave up the idea of calling a doctor and earnestly told Wen Zhiyan to take good care of his mother.
After Wen Zhiyan's repeated assurances, Wen Yan'an hugged Fang Miaomiao and turned back to his room.
Wen Zhiyan stood up, bent down, and princess-carried Fang Miaomiao.
"Still smiling." Fang Miaomiao, not to be outdone, punched Wen Zhiyan's chest. "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been so embarrassed just now."
"Alright, alright, it's all my fault. I apologize to Miaomiao," Wen Zhiyan carefully placed her on the bed. "It's just, I really didn't expect Miaomiao to be so... craving me."
Fang Miaomiao coughed a few times and nimbly climbed into her sleeping spot, rolling herself into the quilt.
A moment later, a muffled voice came from under the quilt: "You go take a shower, don't worry about me."