The Ultimate Devil's Magnificent CEO

'What does he mean by that?'

President Li's face turned livid, his beady eyes glaring at Zhou Fan.

The jab about looking down on people... It was just a roundabout way of calling him a dog.

The classic "a dog's eyes look down on people"!

President Li pointed a finger at Zhou Fan, as if he wanted to say something threatening, but he couldn't find the words. In the end, he could only turn and leave.

Pfft!

"You're absolutely savage!" Chu Yan couldn't help but burst out laughing. She pressed one hand to her chest while repeatedly pinching Zhou Fan's arm with the other, trying to calm herself down.

"Hey, can you pinch your own arm?" Zhou Fan was speechless. 'Who pinches someone else to calm themselves down?'

"Pinching myself hurts!"

Chu Yan pouted, shamelessly confident despite being in the wrong.

Just then, the banquet hall suddenly fell silent. A bright spotlight shone down, drawing everyone's attention. A handsome man in a white suit, exuding an air of elegance and gentlemanly grace with every move, walked onto the rising stage.

"Good evening, everyone. Thank you for attending the banquet I'm hosting. My name is Wang Tianhao, and I'm new to Nanjiang City. If I've made any missteps, I hope you'll all bear with me!"

Full of confidence and style, Wang Tianhao delivered his opening remarks with calm elegance. After gesturing for everyone to enjoy themselves, he came down from the stage and began mingling with the various tycoons and influential figures.

"Honey, I think he might be more handsome than you!"

Chu Yan had wanted to take the opportunity to tease Zhou Fan and curb his narcissism a little, but she found that the guy next to her had already vanished. When she turned to look, she was so mortified she wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

There was Zhou Fan in the catering area, stuffing his face. He looked as if he hadn't eaten in days.

Although these kinds of banquets were mostly buffet-style, everyone invited was a person of status. As a result, no one was really there for the food; they just held a wine glass and used the opportunity to network.

It wasn't that Zhou Fan wanted to act this way. He had skipped lunch and hadn't had dinner—he was starving. He had been about to call Chu Yan over to eat with him but saw that she was already chatting with a few society wives.

"President Chu, I can't believe you suddenly got married!"

"That's right. I was even planning to have my cousin go to the Chu Family and ask the Old Master for your hand in marriage. What a shame it is now."

The women chatted for a while, and somehow the conversation turned to Chu Yan. "This bracelet," one of them asked, "your husband gave it to you, didn't he?"

"Yes, just a little trinket from my husband."

Chu Yan wasn't embarrassed that the bracelet was made of stone. On the contrary, she generously raised her arm to let them have a look.

"Hmph. Look at the way your husband is eating, like he's never seen a decent meal in his life. What kind of nice gift could he possibly give you? It's just a few worthless stones!"

But just then, a very discordant voice cut in.

Following the voice, a woman in a low-cut dress with a high slit walked over, looking at Chu Yan with utter contempt.

"Liu Mengqi, did you forget to brush your teeth today? Your mouth stinks."

Chu Yan wasn't surprised to see her and immediately fired back.

The two had been rivals since their school days. Whether it was grades or rankings in the campus belle contest, Chu Yan had always outshone Liu Mengqi, which made Liu Mengqi burn with jealousy.

"What? I'm just telling the truth. Don't like hearing it? A string of worthless stones as a token of love? Did he pick them up from some ditch in the mountains?" Liu Mengqi planted her hands on her hips and jutted her chin out, like a rooster puffing its chest for a fight.

"See this necklace I'm wearing? It's worth three million US dollars. The diamond is hand-cut, a gift from my boyfriend!"

As Liu Mengqi spoke, she pulled a man from behind her and threw her arms around him, looking at Chu Yan with a flaunting expression.

"Hello, President Chu. My name is Liang Hao. I'm Mengqi's boyfriend." The man extended his hand, wanting to shake Chu Yan's. He had wanted to get to know Chu Yan for a long time but never had the chance.

"Not so good. Your girlfriend's mouth stinks. It's bothering my wife."

A hand suddenly shot out, slapping Liang Hao's hand away. The man then pulled Chu Yan into an embrace and spoke bluntly.

"Honey, they're bullying me!"

Chu Yan looked at Zhou Fan and whined playfully. She had to admit, even though Zhou Fan was often unreliable, as long as he was around, she would never be bullied.

"So you're the husband of that bitch Chu Yan. You really have no class!" Liu Mengqi sized up Zhou Fan arrogantly, her tone dripping with disdain and mockery.

"Mister, you..."

Liang Hao shook his stinging palm, about to reprimand Zhou Fan himself, when he suddenly felt a slap across his face that sent him staggering to the ground.

SMACK!

The crisp sound of the slap echoed through the entire hall.

Zhou Fan slowly retracted his hand. Then, in an exaggerated gesture, he took a handkerchief from a nearby waiter and gently wiped his hand, as if disgusted that it had just slapped Liang Hao.

"She's a woman, and I don't make a habit of hitting women. But your girlfriend insulted my wife, so you can consider that slap as taking the punishment for her."

Zhou Fan casually tossed the handkerchief onto Liang Hao, looking down on him as he spoke in a flat tone.