With a cold and murderous gaze, An Ran was too scared to say a word! She trembled all over, knowing full well that Fu Lengyu wasn't just threatening her, but stating a cold, hard fact. He really wanted to kill her! The thought made An Ran uncontrollably afraid, and she shivered in fear during the agonizingly long journey to Switzerland.
When they finally arrived at the hotel, which had been booked in advance, An Ran went to the room with Fu Lengyu. She tidied up a bit and covered the bruises on her neck with concealer. They were staying in the presidential suite, and as she was applying the concealer, she saw Fu Lengyu in the mirror. She was so scared that she trembled and dropped the concealer in her hand into the sink. "Are you ready? Follow me," Fu Lengyu said expressionlessly before walking out.
An Ran looked at his back and wanted to stop him to explain that she just wanted to go to the hospital to visit her mother, but looking at her tear-stained eyes in the mirror, she couldn't help but bitterly smile to herself. "It seems like I have no choice but to obey him." After finishing her makeup, Fu Lengyu took her to a nearby Western restaurant.
The restaurant had a very romantic and elegant decor, with soft lighting and relaxing music that flowed gently in the air. As An Ran followed Fu Lengyu inside, she almost instantly felt the overwhelming romance and elegance. She followed him to a table, and a white female manager, dressed in a professional manner, came up to them and asked politely, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Fu Lengyu?"Fu Lengyu nodded absentmindedly.
The manager smiled even more warmly, so warm that it bordered on obsequiousness. If she had a wagging tail, her fawning expression would have been even more vivid.
"Mr. Fu, Mr. Terrell has been waiting for you in the top box for a long time. Please follow me."
Fu Lengyu remained cold to her flattery, but he did tone down his arrogance slightly when they arrived at the box. The agreed-upon partners were two tall, blue-eyed Western men who appeared to be in their forties, dressed in well-fitted suits. When they saw Fu Lengyu, they warmly greeted him and shook his hand.
"Hello, Mr. Fu, I'm Terrell."
"Ante!"
Although Ante was over 40, he still exuded charm and had taken special care with his appearance, making him a very handsome man. In comparison, Terrell, as the business partner, seemed rather ordinary.
Fu Lengyu gave them a cool smile and extended a friendly hand. "Fu Lengyu, nice to meet you. I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation."
As Ante was thinking about how to introduce himself, his eyes fell on An Ran and he couldn't help but stare at her, his gaze fixed on her in a way that made her very uncomfortable.Ante flashed what he thought was a gentlemanly smile and extended his hand to An Ran. "Hello, beautiful lady. I love Chinese-American beauties, and you are truly stunning!"
"And who is this beautiful lady?" Terrell asked, looking very puzzled.
From the information they had exchanged before, he remembered that Fu Lengyu was not married.
Fu Lengyu glanced at An Ran and the already cold smile disappeared completely. "This is my personal secretary, An Ran."
Terry made a subtle wink and said with a big smile, "Every man needs a personal secretary by his side!" The three men laughed knowingly. As the target of the joke, An Ran felt embarrassed and wished to escape immediately.
The joke brought them closer together, and after clinking glasses, they engaged in a heated conversation. However, most of it was about business, and An Ran found it hard to follow. Towards the end, Terry learned that they were still staying at a hotel and warmly invited them to his villa, "My wife is a very hospitable person. Mr. Fu, if you are willing to come to my house as a guest, we will all be honored!"
Fu Lengyu did not refuse, "Thank you for your hospitality."
An Ran did not want to move to someone else's house. She just wanted to see her mother as soon as possible. However,in this social situation, she had no say at all and felt like a decoration. After dinner, Terry and Ante helped them with their luggage and moved to Terry's villa. It was more like a mansion with green trees and flowers, a large green lawn, and neatly trimmed hedges. Even the air was filled with a faint floral fragrance.
Fu Lengyu, who received a warm welcome, remained calm and composed in the face of their flattery. On the other hand, An Ran, who was often cold-shouldered at home, was a little overwhelmed by the warm treatment.
"You just arrived in Switzerland today and must be tired. Rest well and adjust to the time difference. Tomorrow, we will be your hosts and show you the beauty of Switzerland!" Terry said warmly.
Mrs. Terry is a very beautiful woman, with eyes as deep as the blue sea and sky, and she is very warm and generous. She personally led Anran and Fu Lengyu to the second floor guest room, said little, and left them with enough space to interact.
Fu Lengyu didn't say much, he closed his eyes and opened his hands. Anran lowered her head and walked over to help him take off his suit jacket, showing great tact.
In the eyes of Terry and her people, Anran is Fu Lengyu's lover, so it's normal to arrange them in the same room.But the thought of having to sleep on the same bed with him for the next few days made Anran feel very uncomfortable.
Seeing Anran's uneasy expression in the mirror, Fu Lengyu sarcastically remarked with a straight face, "What are you pretending to be innocent for? You weren't so shy when you actively seduced me at the hotel before!"