The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead

Chapter 173: Chapter 173: Fight in Front of the Door
 

The silver-gray building was triangular in shape.

As they got closer to the building, Fu Yunhe’s steps fell slightly behind Nian Shutong’s, clearly indicating their master-servant status.

Nian Shutong noticed Fu Yunhe’s movements and grabbed him. Fu Yunhe stepped forward to stand beside Nian Shutong.

“Although I am better than you and you sometimes endure my bullying, we are never master and servant.”

Beside her, Fu Yunhe’s eyes warmed, but he soon added, “I know, but have you forgotten again? We’re married.”

“We’re married.”

Nian Shutong blinked, her attractive teardrop mole reddening slightly. She waved her hand dismissively, “It’s fine, it’s fine, it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter.”

It doesn’t matter?

For some reason, hearing “it doesn’t matter” this time, Fu Yunhe didn’t like it, but he didn’t delve into it for now.

After all, he had never dared to dream of falling for someone like Nian Shutong.

By now, the two had reached the exterior of the silver-gray building, and Nian Shutong nudged Fu Yunhe with her elbow.

“How do we get in? It doesn’t look like just anyone can enter.”

“Indeed, they can’t.”

Instead of rashly entering, Fu Yunhe chose to send a message to Yu Zeming.

Almost instantly, the response came, and it was video communication.

Fu Yunhe answered, and saw a man with gold-rimmed glasses, exuding an aura of erudition, as if he were an ancient scholar.

“Gosh! You look like this? And you don’t show your face?”

With one sentence, all scholarly air shattered like broken glass, scattered in pieces.

“I’m right outside the building; where are you?” Yu Zeming spun around several times on the spot, not seeing them, probably on another side.

“Don’t move; I’ll come to you.” Yu Zeming recognized the background on Fu Yunhe’s side and started running.

Since the communication started, Fu Yunhe hadn’t said a word, even now, Yu Zeming’s voice still echoed through the Light Computer.

“My goodness! Are you ‘Xiao He’? You must be, your skin tone looks quite similar to how it does when you livestream.”

“You should have told me earlier, so I could have come to meet you.”

“I really didn’t expect you to come.”

From Yu Zeming’s end, the noise of the rushing wind could still be heard; he ran quite fast yet spoke without any breathlessness.

This showed his remarkable strength.

When Yu Zeming finally came around, he instantly saw the two standing on the other side.

Their presence was simply striking.

Fu Yunhe had perfectly merged his aura from his past life as a Scholar General.

While Nian Shutong didn’t openly display her strength, paired with her current appearance, her calm and determined eyes gave her an aura solid as a rock, unshakable.

“Hello, are you two looking for work? Interested in livestreaming?” A man with an eight-character moustache approached them with his question.

He Xinnian had just returned from outdoors and immediately noticed the two; his keen insight told him that these two could be popular, so he approached them to learn more.

“I am from Feihu Live, you might not know me, but do you know He Xinchun? He’s one of our anchors.”

And of course, his actual younger brother.

As Fu Yunhe was about to speak, a roar from behind interrupted him.

“He Xinnian! Get lost!” Yu Zeming had just turned the corner of the building and after seeing the two, he first adjusted his clothes. But what had he heard through the Light Computer?

Someone trying to steal his potential signees?

After all, he hadn’t yet formally signed them.

Yu Zeming ran desperately, and by the time he roared, he was already there.

“I’m sorry for being late, have you two been startled?”

After arriving, Yu Zeming completely ignored He Xinnian’s presence.

He Xinnian watched the three people before him with interest, sensing something fishy.

He became even more interested.

“Xiao Ming has arrived, which is perfect for an introduction, I am very interested in both of you,” said He Xinnian, making himself at home.

“My name is He Xinnian, the boss of Feihu Live. If you both join my live, I will give you the best resources.”

By this time, Yu Zeming had calmed down, his glasses shimmering.

“President He is joking, how can any resource surpass He Xinchun, your own brother, right?” Yu Zeming then looked towards Fu Yunhe and the other person.

“At Youyu, it’s different. We don’t have such nepotism and are much more generous and fair.”

“Hahaha, President Yu is joking. We let Xinchun do his own thing, we don’t interfere,” He Xinnian’s Eight-character Moustache expressed sincerity.

“Rest assured, the He Family values trust above all, and we always keep our word.”

Just as Yu Zeming was about to retort, Nian Shutong interrupted him.

“President He, we specifically came to see Yu Zeming, thank you for your generosity.”

After she finished speaking, fireworks went off in Yu Zeming’s heart; he looked at He Xinnian seemingly embarrassed.

“President He, I have other matters to attend to and must go.”

Yu Zeming gestured with his hand inviting Nian Shutong and Fu Yunhe to leave.

Left behind, He Xinchun felt like he had missed an important opportunity, being a Spiritual Cultivator, he trusted this intuition.

“I offer you both 5% shares.”

Walking behind them, Yu Zeming’s heart pounded. 5%? Even he lacked such boldness.

Ahead, Fu Yunhe also looked at Nian Shutong, wondering what she would do.

Nian Shutong turned and looked at Yu Zeming, her lips parting firmly.

“President Yu, we are in a hurry to go home, please be quick.”

Did Nian Shutong want to make money? Yes.

If it were a negotiation today, and she had to make a choice between the two companies, naturally the one offering more benefits would win.

But today was not that day; she left the decision to Fu Yunhe, and since Fu Yunhe had made his choice, she trusted him.

Nian Shutong turned back to Fu Yunhe and calmly said, “Let’s go.”

“Okay.”

With that one word, Fu Yunhe willingly followed, trust in his belief.

This feeling was rather like the saying, a warrior would die for a worthy leader.

Not only Fu Yunhe, even Yu Zeming and He Xinnian, who had made the offer earlier, admired Nian Shutong.

From start to finish, she didn’t overthink.

Yu Zeming, rejuvenated, chest puffed, said to He Xinchun, “See you later, President He.”

He Xinnian wasn’t petty, and said to Yu Zeming, “Congratulations.”

“Thank you.” Yu Zeming caught up with the two ahead and led the way into the building to Youyu’s floor of operation.

Left behind, He Xinnian twisted his Eight-character Moustache with a finger, wondering who it could be?

He recalled the details of the two just now, his pupils dilating, it was him!

Those hands, Little River Live.

“Damn! Even more regret now.” Not just regret, He Xinnian was also puzzled, why? Why was it Youyu Live that got them, and Yu Zeming?

Yu Zeming had the same questions.

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