Volume One, Chapter 25: If You’re Going to Kill Me, Don’t Use the Dog-Food Blade-Casamento Relâmpago com a CEO Dominadora: Irmã, Você me Mima Demais!(É uma pequena grama.)

"The Ning Group!?"

Hearing this, Han Yue'er’s expression stiffened, and she quickly turned her bloated body to look.

There, Ning Yuelan walked in slowly, dressed in a small white suit. The woman moved with grace, radiating beauty; her exquisite face required no makeup to make any man lose his soul. Her mere presence overshadowed Han Yue'er by an immeasurable margin, to say nothing of how her looks completely crushed her.

Upon seeing the face of the person who had arrived, Han Yue'er trembled. "Ning Yuelan of the Ning Group?"

She had never dreamed that she would run into the renowned Ning Yuelan on the home turf of the Li Group.

"CEO Han, long time no see. Although it’s been a while since we last met, I actually saw your father just two days ago." Ning Yuelan pulled out a chair, sat down nonchalantly, and crossed her eye-catching, black-stockinged legs. "Is CEO Han really in the mood to be worrying about family arranged marriages during such a massive stock market crash? I’m sure your group has suffered heavy losses as well."

Hearing this, Fang Mo remembered that he had glanced at the news when he left the house that morning. Due to the poor domestic economic climate, over fifty percent of stocks were plummeting. No wonder Sister Yuelan had been working overtime every day for the past two days.

Seeing the strange tone in which Ning Yuelan had appeared, Han Yue'er, who was no fool, opened her mouth and asked in utter disbelief, "Are you saying that the enterprise providing capital and cooperation to the Li Group is your Ning family?"

"That’s right, it is the Ning Group."

Ning Yuelan picked up the teacup Fang Mo had been using and took a sip without hesitation. Her red lipstick left a mark on the rim. Fang Mo noticed this detail and his face turned red instantly. *Does this count as an indirect kiss with Sister Yuelan?*

Unlike Fang Mo’s relaxed state, Han Yue'er was unwilling to let the prize slip through her fingers. She gritted her teeth and said, "Why? The Ning Group and the Li Group aren't even on the same level. Why would CEO Ning want to help the Li Group? Could it be that you, CEO Ning, also have designs on Li Haowen? A prestigious and powerful house like the Ning Group—why bother snatching a man from us Hans?"

*Snatching a man?*

*I think you’ve gone crazy wanting a man, missy.*

Ning Yuelan raised her chin with indifference. "I’m sorry, but if I really wanted to snatch a man, there is no one in Jiangcheng who could currently stand against me, Ning Yuelan. Furthermore, Young Master Li is not my type. I said when I walked in that it was for the sake of my husband that the Ning Group established a basic partnership with the Li Group. You are throwing your weight around, forcing my partner into bankruptcy; that puts me in a difficult position."

*For the sake of your husband?*

Seeing Ning Yuelan and Fang Mo sitting on the sofa with their bodies nearly touching, Han Yue'er finally realized what was happening. "He is your husband? This pretty boy?"

The female CEO of the Ning family, the number one powerhouse in Jiangcheng and the dream lover of twenty million men, was actually married. That alone was enough to shock Han Yue'er. What stunned her even more was that the man was apparently just an ordinary college student.

As soon as the words "pretty boy" left her lips, Ning Yuelan’s expression turned icy. "Say that one more time, and you won’t be walking out of the Li Group’s doors today."

Hearing this, CEO Han’s own anger was ignited. While the Han family was not as powerful as the Ning family in Jiangcheng, they were not a small household either. Han Yue'er did not fear the renowned Ning Yuelan to the same extent as the Li Group did.

"Ning Yuelan, I give you face because of your status in the business world, but do you really think every powerful family in Jiangcheng must bow down to your Ning family?" Han Yue'er sneered. "Even if our Han family’s stocks are falling, has your Ning family not lost money? To dare make a venture investment in the Li Group at a time like this, Ning Yuelan, I must say your courage is commendable. Let’s not pretend to be rich when we’re both in the same boat. Today, I want to see how you plan to stop me from walking out of the Li Group..."

As the two women stood on the brink of a confrontation, Fang Mo suddenly stood up.

"I advise you not to try!"

"If you don't want the aggressive threats you just made toward Young Master Li to be posted online, I suggest you get out immediately and disappear from our sight." After saying this, Fang Mo raised his phone. "I have recorded everything you said since you walked in. You said it yourself: the Han family is a prestigious clan. If it gets out that CEO Han behaves without any bottom line just to satisfy her lust for a man, I imagine it would cause quite a bit of public outcry for the Han family, wouldn't it?"

*Recorded!?*

Han Yue'er’s face changed. Children of these powerful families considered themselves people of status. Losing money or taking a financial hit were minor matters, but losing the family's reputation was a truly major incident. After all, when they were out in public, they represented their family’s image.

"Very well! Kid, you’ve got guts. You're nothing but a loser riding Ning Yuelan’s coattails, aren't you? Just wait, sooner or later I’ll make you pay. And you, Li Haowen, refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit—don't think that the powerful Ning Group has no weak spots. When the economic climate is bad, these behemoths are even easier to kill..."

With that, Han Yue'er glared venomously at the three people in the room, as if trying to memorize the faces of those who had ruined her plans.

Watching the woman’s bloated, heavy frame finally disappear down the corridor, Li Haowen quickly turned to Ning Yuelan. "CEO Ning, I’m sorry, I’ve caused you trouble..."

Ning Yuelan shrugged noncommittally. "What kind of trouble is this? After running the Ning Group for so many years, what kind of storms haven't I seen? Even if the head of the Han family were here today, if they dared to bully my man, I, Ning Yuelan, would give them a slap regardless—let alone someone like Han Yue'er."

Hearing this, Li Haowen looked at Fang Mo with envy. *You kid, you really don't know how lucky you are!* There were so many men in Jiangcheng who would spend their entire fortunes just for a smile from Ning Yuelan, yet Fang Mo had captured her heart completely without seemingly doing anything at all.

Ning Yuelan gently tucked her arm into Fang Mo’s. "Though, to my surprise, our little husband is actually quite smart. He even knew to record what that Han Yue'er was saying."

"Actually..." Fang Mo felt a bit guilty after being praised and blushed. "Actually, I didn't record anything at all. I was just trying to scare that crazy woman. I figured that children of prestigious families value their reputation, and it turns out a blind cat just happened to catch a dead mouse; I accidentally poked her weak spot."

Hearing this, both Li Haowen and Ning Yuelan were stunned. Li Haowen couldn't help but exclaim, "You really have nerves of steel! If that old hag hadn't bought it and had tried to verify the recording, your bluff would have been exposed instantly."

"CEO Ning, today is the first anniversary of my brother’s passing. I’d like to ask for a day off for Fang Mo so he can accompany me to visit his grave. Would that be okay?"

Hearing this, Ning Yuelan’s beautiful eyes fell on Fang Mo, and she said with a half-smile, "I’m not his boss, and Fang Mo isn't a piece of jewelry I carry around. Why are you asking me for leave? It’s as if you’re asking to borrow something from me. If he agrees, then you two can go together."

Li Haowen smiled gratefully. "Thank you, CEO Ning."

Ning Yuelan waved her hand, saying lightly, "Shall I attend your company’s regular meeting this afternoon as the representative of the partnering side? These executives treat me, Ning Yuelan, like a fool. Since you, CEO Li, lack the seniority, as a friend—and for the sake of my little brother here—I’ll help you straighten them out."

After Li Wenhan passed away, Li Haowen took control of the Li Group. Very few people in the upper or lower ranks respected him, and in the company, he was like a figurehead with no real voice. Using this cooperation with the Ning Group, he would be able to regain some face. More importantly, Ning Yuelan’s attendance at the meeting would send a signal to those arrogant, old-fashioned executives: Li Haowen had the backing of the number one female CEO in the business world.

"That would be great! I will never forget your great kindness, CEO Ning!"

Li Haowen’s eyes sparkled with admiration as he looked at Ning Yuelan. As they were leaving, Ning Yuelan straightened Fang Mo’s collar. Whether intentional or accidental, the warm breath from her nostrils brushed against the man’s chin, making Fang Mo itch. His ears turned bright red, his body tensed up, and his clumsy, flustered appearance was incredibly cute. Ning Yuelan’s heart nearly melted.

Li Haowen, who had been fed a mouthful of "dog food" the whole time, would have certainly jumped out and shouted, "Don't use dog food to kill me..." if the CEO hadn't just done him a huge favor.

Until the two left, Ning Yuelan kept her eyes on Fang Mo’s back with a gentle smile. "Is it the anniversary of Li Haowen’s brother’s death? Huh, strange, I remember Wu Jiabei and the others mentioning they were going to visit a grave today too..."

*The Li Group, the eldest son of the Li family.*

*Hiss!* Ning Yuelan’s brow furrowed. "Could Li Haowen’s brother be Li Wenhan, the man Wu Jiabei has been in love with for seven years?"