Zhao Ying arrived at 8 o'clock in the evening.

Chen Yan had been schmoozing with the other second-gens for nearly an hour. Escaping with Zhao Ying took almost another hour.

So, when Chen Yan arrived at the Fenghua Building, it was already past 10 p.m.

Parking the car in the underground garage, Chen Yan opened the door and pulled Zhao Ying out of the car.

Having been dragged out of the banquet by Chen Yan and stuffed into the car, Zhao Ying always looked confused.

She looked at Chen Yan, curiosity filling her eyes that were gradually regaining their luster, "Chen Yan, what are you bringing me here for?"

Chen Yan tilted his head to look at her, "To smash tables, of course."

The evening gown seemed to "bestow" intelligence upon Zhao Ying, and it appeared to seal away the Brother Ying who was once intuitively sharp and feared neither heaven nor earth. She hesitated for a moment, "Really smash them?"

Chen Yan nodded, "Of course. Chen Yan always keeps his word."

Saying that, Chen Yan pulled Zhao Ying to the underground garage elevator and directly pressed the button for the 17th floor.

Perhaps gradually coming to terms with the fact that she had thrown everything aside to run off with Chen Yan, Zhao Ying glanced around with a somewhat naïve look and then asked, "Chen Yan, are you taking me to smash up your enemy's company?"

Chen Yan rolled his eyes at her, "Of course not."

"Smashing other people's stuff is illegal," Zhao Ying said, then hesitated, "So..."

"My company," Chen Yan finished for her.

Zhao Ying hadn't been to school lately, nor had she visited the company, so of course, she didn't know about Chen Yan's recent changes. Curiosity shone in her eyes, "Your company? Have you moved?"

Right then, the elevator reached the 17th floor.

"Ding. 17th floor," announced the elevator.

The elevator doors opened, and Chen Yan walked out, then spread his arms wide and said, "Yes. And, I've bought the whole place out! This entire floor, it's all mine!"

Zhao Ying looked at him with a touch of surprise.

Just as Zhao Ying was a bit astonished by how fast Chen Yan had progressed, Chen Yan led her to the front door of the company.

Since it was already past 10 p.m., and there hadn't been much going on at the company these days, even Yang Rou, who usually worked overtime the latest, had already gone home.

Hence, the company was dark and deserted.

A quick fingerprint scan later, the glass doors slid open smoothly.

Chen Yan switched on the lights and gestured towards the rows of workstations in front of them, saying to Zhao Ying, "Alright. Tonight, this place belongs just to the two of us."

"Smack!"

"Smash as much as you want!"

Zhao Ying looked at the neatly arranged workstations ahead, clearly still in use, with her eyes wide open.

After a moment, she turned to Chen Yan, her gaze wavering, "You're... really letting me smash?"

Chen Yan gestured with his hand, "Please."

Zhao Ying looked at the desk and chairs in front of her again but made no move.

Her heart was actually in turmoil...

This didn't conform to the state of mind of a martial artist.

Chen Yan had no idea what Zhao Ying was thinking; he still thought Zhao Ying had yet to regain her former "wildness."

So, he grabbed a stool and smashed it decisively onto the monitor in front of him.

With a dull "thud!" the monitor was instantly shattered!

Zhao Ying snapped back to reality, looking at Chen Yan with a bit of surprise.

Chen Yan grinned, "Together, huh!"

Zhao Ying: ...

After a moment, Zhao Ying picked up her dress's hem, showing off her long, sturdy legs, and then lifted her hand high and brought it down hard on an office desk!

With a loud "crack!" the desk split in two!

A glimmer of light appeared in Zhao Ying's eyes.

She looked at her hand then struck out again, this time at a chair.

"Crack!" the chair too split into two pieces.

The light in Zhao Ying's eyes grew brighter, she started to slash at every desk and smash every chair like a thug! She truly resembled a bandit!

Even so, she was more measured than Chen Yan: knowing there were important files on the computers and that monitors were quite expensive, she only targeted wooden items!

In this fashion, the entire company suffered a rampage, as if hit by a typhoon.

After setting an example himself, Chen Yan stood by quietly, watching Zhao Ying vent her frustrations.

After smashing over a dozen desks, Brother Ying seemed to return.

She turned around, looking at Chen Yan and asked, "Doesn't this hurt your wallet?"

Chen Yan shook his head, "Not at all."

What did he care?

This was a film and television company, not a gaming company...

Tomorrow he'd just tally up the damage and compensate with cash.

For every desk or chair smashed, Chen Yan could get double cashback.

He could even use this as an excuse to give the company a couple of days off, claim for the lost business... also calculate that and pay.

Again, double cashback.

Deliciously tempted.

Chen Yan never made a losing deal.

Cunning as he was.

Unfortunately... although Chen Yan was cunning, Zhao Ying was not someone who followed his plans to the letter.

Perhaps after smashing things for a while and finding the gown a nuisance, Zhao Ying turned against her "benefactor" and pushed Chen Yan to the ground, stripping off his clothes forcibly.

Chen Yan struggled! He resisted! He roared!

But... he was no match for Zhao Ying.

Zhao Ying, now wearing Chen Yan's suit, exuded a crisp and valiant air. With Chen Yan lying on the ground in despair, she looked every bit the bandit.

She resumed her great task of desk-smashing!

An hour of mayhem later, having smashed every desk and chair in sight, Zhao Ying came back to Chen Yan.

She sat down beside him with a plop and said with a smile, "Chen Yan! It's great to have a buddy like you!"

Chen Yan, clutching her off-shoulder mini dress, looked at her with a glum expression.

Seeing him like that, Zhao Ying let out a "hehe" chuckle, then patted Chen Yan on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry. I won't tell Qiao Qiao about your red underwear."

Chen Yan: ???

Was that the point?

After their playful banter, they looked out at the bustling night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling windows and started chatting.

Chen Yan, "What exactly have you been through recently?"

Hearing Chen Yan mention recent events, Zhao Ying's face showed a struggle.

Momentarily, she began sharing her experiences from that time.

Pretty much as Chen Yan had guessed.

A month ago, Zhao Xuan had a frank discussion with Zhao Ying.

He said that since Zhao Ying was eighteen and of age, she should be aware of some family matters.

Then, Zhao Xuan talked to her about the Zhao Family's various branches and the main branch, the current situation, and the difficulties his branch was currently facing.

Zhao Ying wasn't interested in these matters and initially tried to play dumb to avoid them.

But then Zhao Xuan showed the seriousness that Zhao Ying had never seen before in her memory, insisting she keep listening.

He stated that as a member of the Zhao Family, they didn't raise Zhao Ying for nothing.

As his daughter, she must shoulder the responsibilities of the Zhao Family members and of this branch.

He would gradually introduce Zhao Ying to business dealings and other family heirs. He would also gradually assign Zhao Ying to oversee some contacts, departments, and companies for experience.

And Zhao Ying must learn how to talk to different people appropriately.

She wasn't a little girl anymore; especially once she stepped from behind the scenes to the forefront, many would approach her with ulterior motives to use her.

She needed to learn to wear masks and trust only herself.

Learn about exchanging interests and, if necessary... to use her own lifelong happiness.

And Zhao Xuan's first "lesson" for Zhao Ying was betraying Chen Yan.

As someone who had been well-protected from birth, Zhao Ying had never encountered such intrigue, so she was stunned.

She fiercely wanted to oppose, but was then grounded at home by Zhao Xuan.

Thus, father and daughter struggled for almost half a month until finally, under Zhao Xuan's "threat," Zhao Ying was forced to call Chen Yan, inviting him over.

And because Zhao Xuan supervised her, Zhao Ying couldn't tip off Chen Yan...

After hearing the series of events from Zhao Ying, Chen Yan verified his suspicions but still frowned deeply.

Because something still didn't feel right...

He asked Zhao Ying, "Brother Ying, was your father always like this with you?"

Perhaps after venting, Zhao Ying returned to her carefree, goofy self. She shook her head, "Not at all. He used to be so nice to me, so indulgent."

"Maybe because my mom passed away early, he poured all his love onto me. Whatever I wanted to do, he would let me do it."

"I didn't want to go to school and wanted to learn martial arts, so he allowed me to take a break from school to learn martial arts."

"I didn't want to go abroad, so he let me stay at home."

"He used to tell me he didn't care how rich or prestigious I was, all he wanted was for me to be happy and blessed all my life."

Hearing this, Chen Yan's frown deepened.

Indeed...

Zhao Xuan's personality change was too drastic; there must be an issue here.

Chen Yan considered for a moment and then asked, "By the way, did your father mention what he wants you to do next?"

Sitting on the ground, Zhao Ying straightened her legs clothed in Chen Yan's trousers, her bare feet moving back and forth, "He seemed to say he wanted me to drop out and start a business. But I don't want to drop out, and I don't want to start a business."

"I don't have much desire for material things."

"Give me ten thousand yuan, and I can spend it. But give me a hundred, and I won't starve."

"I don't have big aspirations; I just want to live a simple life."

"Just practice martial arts, split some wooden dummies, and occasionally attend classes with Qiao Qiao and the others. That's fine by me."

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