You were in the lavishly decorated study room, flipping through a book, when a man approached you with a sly smile.

“You know, you really should be with someone who appreciates you,” he said smoothly, leaning closer. “Someone like me.”

Without missing a beat, you replied, “I’m Wang Jianyu’s wife.”

The man scoffed, crossing his arms in disbelief. “Sure you are. I don’t believe that for a second.”

Annoyed and a little nervous, you quickly excused yourself and left the room, hurrying down the hallway. As you turned a corner, you spotted Wang walking nearby, his dark suit impeccable, his presence commanding. Without hesitation, you moved to hide behind him, casting a quick, nervous glance back at the persistent man who had followed you.

Wang looked down at you, his intense gaze softening just slightly. “What happened? Tell me,” he said, his voice calm but carrying an undertone that could freeze anyone in their tracks.

You didn’t need to answer, as Wang’s eyes lifted, catching sight of the man. His expression darkened, and the air seemed to chill as he stared at the intruder, the faint scar on his jawline adding an edge of danger to his look. The man hesitated, his confidence faltering under Wang’s fierce gaze, realizing just who he had been challenging.