"The stock market..." Su Yuze stroked his chin, pretending to be in deep thought. "Which stock market are you talking about? Ours?"
Wen Haotian took a deep breath, as if trying his best to hold back his anger. "Su Yuze, stop playing dumb with me. It must be you who did this, right?"
"So it's your company's stock market." Su Yuze said lazily. "Please, Mr. Wen, make it clear. I'm not a customer service representative. You can't come to me every time something goes wrong."
Wen Haotian clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white and were slightly trembling. This Su Yuze really had the potential to drive people crazy. He slightly opened his mouth, just about to say something, when he heard Su Yuze say again, "I heard that your daughter killed someone a few days ago and was sentenced to prison. You also paid... 50 million US dollars. Tsk tsk, that's quite a lot."
This matter really hit Wen Haotian's sore spot. His face changed. "I've already severed the father - daughter relationship with her. Please don't mention her in the future."
Su Yuze shook his head regretfully. "Your daughter is really pitiful."
There was a strong hatred in Wen Haotian's eyes. "Su Yuze, what do you mean by that..." Then, as if remembering something, he asked with wide - open and blood - shot eyes, "Was it you? Did you frame Tongtong?" It must be him!
"Oh? Mr. Wen, you need evidence to frame someone. Otherwise, it's slander!" Su Yuze's face was calm. In the end, it was Wen Tong who had brought this upon herself. Who could she blame?
"Su Yuze, you're really ruthless!" Wen Haotian was left speechless. It seemed that this negotiation was fruitless. "Do you think you can bring me down? I, Wen Haotian, am not that easy to defeat." When he made a comeback one day, he would surely make Su Yuze bow to him!
Wen Haotian gave a cold snort and walked towards the door. Holding the doorknob, he said, "Besides, I will find Su Rou."
Su Yuze's eyes darkened slightly. Not that easy to defeat? "Then... let's wait and see." he said softly.
Wen Haotian suddenly opened the door and almost bumped into Ian. Wen Haotian gave him a disgusted look. "What the hell are you doing? Can't you see?"
"Mr. Wen, I won't see you out." Ian smiled and politely saw him off.
Wen Haotian felt like he had punched the cotton just now. He had no deterrence at all. Instead, he felt like a laughingstock. Sure enough, like master, like servant!
After Wen Haotian left, Su Rou finally came out of the tea room. Just as the doorknob was turned, Ian quickly pushed her away. When Ian pretended to bump into Wen Haotian, Su Rou just managed to hide in the tea room.
"Brother Ze." Su Rou walked into the office.
The gloom on Su Yuze's face disappeared at once. "Wen Haotian didn't see you, did he?"
"No."
"President, I protected Miss Su Rou so well. How could she be seen?" Ian said proudly as he walked into the office too. He walked a bit slowly because his leg injury hadn't fully recovered.
Su Yuze didn't comment. "Don't do this again in the future."
"Got it."
"Okay, go out and rest first." Su Yuze said to Ian.
After Ian left, Su Rou leaned against Su Yuze's desk. "It seems that Wen Haotian didn't do anything to you, right?" She had just seen Wen Haotian storm out angrily, so she guessed that he hadn't gotten any advantage from Su Yuze.
"Yeah, he wouldn't dare to do anything to me." After all, he was in the Shengshi Company. If anything happened to him, Wen Haotian would be the prime suspect since many people had seen him come.
Su Rou nodded and felt a bit more relieved. Su Yuze pulled her into his arms. "What, are you worried about me?"
"Yeah." It was impossible not to worry. Wen Haotian's mind was already twisted. If he was pushed too far, God knows what he might do. "Wen Haotian can even abandon his own daughter, let alone you who are pressing him so hard."
"He doesn't love anyone but himself. So if he gets into trouble, probably no one will feel sad for him. But if something happens to you... I'll be worried." Su Rou said softly.
Hearing Su Rou's words which were like a confession, Su Yuze felt his heart filled with warmth. His little Rou was becoming more and more mature. He couldn't help but kiss her on the forehead. "I know. Don't you trust me?"
"Yeah." Su Rou nodded. "So what did you talk about?"
"Nothing much. Just some business matters."
"Really just talking about business?" Su Rou didn't believe it at all.
"Um... The topic was about business, but in nature..." In the end, Wen Haotian was just bluffing because his company was currently in a serious financial crisis.
Su Rou's major was related to finance. With just a little hint from Su Yuze, she understood the general idea. "Brother Ze, do you want to bankrupt Wen Haotian?"
"He deserves it." Su Yuze said coldly. How dare Wen Haotian touch his little Rou? He had to be prepared! "He wants a liver transplant? I'll make sure that even if there is a liver available, he won't be able to get it."
It was said that a liver transplant surgery cost a fortune. By then, Wen Haotian would be able to see it but not get it.
Su Yuze had never been a kind person. Su Rou knew that. Besides being extremely gentle with her, Su Yuze was cold - faced to others. This time, Wen Haotian would probably be in a situation where he couldn't live nor die easily.
"Brother Ze, I'm hungry." It was already noon, time for lunch.
"What do you want to eat?"
"Eat... you."
Hearing this, Su Yuze was slightly stunned at first, but then a vague smile appeared on his lips. "Little Rou, are you... sure?"
Uh...
Actually, Su Rou just wanted to tease Su Yuze, but it seemed that Su Yuze was really aroused. He couldn't take a joke... She wouldn't joke like this next time. "I was just joking."
"But I didn't take it as a joke." Su Yuze reached out his hand and gently traced Su Rou's lips with his thumb. His eyes were dark. "Since little Rou has invited me so enthusiastically, I'll naturally... satisfy you."
Su Rou pushed his chest and forced out a couple of dry laughs. "I'm really hungry..."
"Okay, you can eat me first and then have lunch."
"You still have to work."
"Ian is here."
"... I was wrong."
"Too late."