Chapter 403: Covering the Eyes

After discussing with Lin Ruoxi about taking Huilin out for a break, Yang Chen couldn't leave immediately since both of them had work to do.

The next day, when Yang Chen arrived at the office, he saw Wang Jie already waiting there, looking quite distressed, as if she had encountered a problem.

"Manager Wang, could it be that a client harassed you?" Yang Chen teased.

Wang Jie forced a smile, "Director, please don't joke with me. I wouldn't take such things to heart, and besides, not many people dare to mess with employees of Yu Lei."

"Then what's the matter?" Yang Chen asked.

Wang Jie sighed lightly and explained the situation in detail.

It turned out that there were less than half a month left before the official announcement of the "Yu Lei Star" selection registration, but the specific registration and preliminary selection venues had not yet been finalized.

After discussing with her think tank, Wang Jie decided to cooperate with a nationwide chain in the tertiary industry. However, she faced a setback.

When that company heard that Wang Jie was the manager of Yu Lei Entertainment, they refused to accept a meeting, stating that the director must come in person.

Yang Chen frowned, "Which company is throwing such a childish tantrum?"

Wang Jie, filled with indignation, said, "Isn't it ridiculous? We're all listed companies; how can they handle things like this?"

"You still haven't told me which company it is."

"Oh," Wang Jie handed a document to Yang Chen and said, "It's Fenglin Group, the largest entertainment industry group in Zhonghai, and one of the top ten in the country."

Yang Chen was taken aback. Upon taking a closer look at the document, he smiled bitterly. Fenglin? Isn't that Tang Wan's company?!

Yang Chen immediately realized that the reason Wang Jie faced such a setback and was directly asked for the director to come was because Tang Wan knew the director of Yu Lei Entertainment was him and did this on purpose.

Since the incident with Tang Tang, Yang Chen hadn't contacted Tang Wan much. Although he was tempted by the mature beauty who had suddenly confessed to him, he didn't shamelessly try to take advantage of the situation.

After all, Yang Chen was not inexperienced and knew women well. Over the past period, he had been busy with various matters, and the women at home hadn't been properly dealt with. Additionally, there were frequent conflicts and conspiracies, leaving no time to mess around with Tang Wan.

Although Yang Chen considered himself affectionate, he wouldn't fall in love with a woman casually.

As for Tang Wan, it was mostly attraction and physical appeal, not the deep love he had for some of his other women. They had interacted only a few times and had an age gap, making it impossible for them to naturally come together like he did with An Xin. So, not seeing her didn't leave much regret.

But Tang Wan, being proud, never had anyone try to court her without success. Now, she had confessed to a man more than ten years her junior, and he was indifferent. This obviously challenged her self-esteem. Since Yang Chen ignored her, she wouldn't take the initiative to contact him.

However, not contacting him for a long time didn't mean she had really let him go. Tang Wan, who had remained unmarried for over ten years, wouldn't give up on a man she liked so easily. Thus, harboring resentment was only natural.

"I understand the situation. I'll go to Fenglin myself. This isn't your fault; it's mainly because of some past issues between me and Fenglin," Yang Chen said with a smile.

Wang Jie was stunned and realized she had become a scapegoat. She smiled awkwardly and went off to work.

After sitting in the office for a while, An Xin came to work, carrying a small bag. She was dressed in a stylish light brown winter outfit and wearing knee-high leather boots, looking like she was strolling down the streets of Champs-Élysées rather than working in an office.

Yang Chen didn't mind her seductive attire, as long as he found it pleasing to the eye, he didn't care about others' opinions.

"An Xin dear, stay in the office. I have to go somewhere to discuss some business," Yang Chen instructed.

An Xin didn't expect Yang Chen to leave so early in the morning. She blinked, "Business? Can't you take me with you?"

Knowing that Tang Wan would already be quite upset with him, bringing along a seductive secretary would only make things worse. Yang Chen waved his hand, "No need. Just work here. This is something I need to handle personally."

An Xin didn't ask further questions, obediently nodded, and gave Yang Chen a sweet kiss, encouraging him to do his best.

Yang Chen drove alone to the address of Fenglin Headquarters he had previously looked up, feeling a bit helpless. Being liked by a woman like Tang Wan was indeed a stroke of luck, but if he didn't handle it well, it could become a headache. Just like now, he hadn't gained any benefits yet but had to rush over to explain why he hadn't contacted her for so long.

When he arrived at Fenglin Headquarters, he noticed that the building was quite old, but the parking lot was filled with many luxurious cars, indicating that Fenglin Group was quite prosperous.

At the front desk, after reporting his position and background, the receptionist immediately greeted him with a smile and led him upstairs to Tang Wan's office. Clearly, Tang Wan had anticipated his visit; otherwise, he wouldn't have been let in so easily without an appointment.

Arriving at the office, the sign outside read "Chairman." After knocking on the door, he heard Tang Wan's familiar voice from inside, "Come in."

The receptionist gestured for him to enter and then gracefully turned and left.

Yang Chen shrugged, cleared his throat, and opened the door to Tang Wan's office.

Compared to Lin Ruoxi's presidential office, Tang Wan's office was half the size but equally luxurious, furnished with intricately carved rosewood, likely the work of an Italian designer. A replica of the "Journey to the West Mountains" hung on the wall; Tang Wan's love for such ink paintings was somewhat related to her mature mindset.

Walking into the office, Yang Chen saw Tang Wan engrossed in reading something at her desk, not bothering to look up at him.

With a soft chuckle, Yang Chen recognized this as a minor tantrum, a way to assert dominance. Unbothered, he walked over to a leather sofa, sat down, and closed his eyes to rest.

After a while, Tang Wan finally looked up, her face as alluring as ever, though now tinged with annoyance. She stared at the relaxed man and said, "Director Yang, you seem to be in a good mood, catching up on sleep in my office."

Yang Chen opened his eyes and remarked, "I didn't want to interrupt while Chairman Tang was busy."

Tang Wan snorted and stood up, walking gracefully toward Yang Chen. Clad in a plain cashmere sweater and tight black jeans, she looked stunning, her swaying hips and full chest sparking fantasies.

Yang Chen swallowed hard; the winter attire made her even more voluptuous and enticing.

"Am I looking good?" Tang Wan asked with a playful smile.

Yang Chen nodded, "You always look good."

"Then why haven't you come to see me for so long?"

Scratching his head, Yang Chen chuckled, "I've been very busy, and with the New Year, I've been spending time with my family."

Tang Wan snorted in disbelief, then sat elegantly across from Yang Chen. She picked up a warm cup of coffee from the coffee table, took a small sip, and said, "I heard you weren't with your family but playing a game of 'The Tiger Snatches the Bride' in Hokkaido."

Yang Chen was stunned, "You know even about that?"

"I'm more capable than you think," Tang Wan replied with a seductive smile.

Yang Chen pursed his lips and nodded, realizing that nothing could be hidden from this woman. A woman who could make Fang Zhongping, the city's secretary, silently admire her without daring to offend her, was certainly more than just the chairman of a large group; she undoubtedly had an impressive background.

"You know why I'm here today, right?" Yang Chen began.

Tang Wan shook her head, "No, I don't."

Yang Chen felt frustrated and smiled bitterly, "Is it necessary to be like this? We don't have any deep-seated hatred. I admit I haven't been attentive enough, but we don't have any substantial relationship, right?"

Tang Wan's pretty face turned cold, her gaze as sharp as daggers piercing through Yang Chen, "So this is how you see our relationship?"

Yang Chen's heart trembled. He gave an awkward smile, "It's not entirely like that. I just think that as adults, there's no need to be so petty about small things. Let's discuss work matters at work."

Tang Wan sneered, her eyes shimmering with a disconcerting light, "Yang Chen, do you know? If a man I barely know says to me, 'I like you,' I would slap him without hesitation. Because that is equivalent to saying, 'I want to sleep with you,' just in different words. But if I say to a man I've known for only a few days, 'I like you,' it means 'I want to entrust everything to you.' However, it's obvious that the man I'm referring to doesn't care about me at all."

Yang Chen was stunned. He hadn't expected Tang Wan to take their conversation by the sea that night so seriously. If what Tang Wan said was true, he had indeed been somewhat excessive.

"Actually, given your conditions, choosing me is not a good thing. You should be very clear that I can't give you much of what you want," Yang Chen said with difficulty.

Tang Wan smiled sadly, "Do you know why, in Greek mythology, Cupid, the little god of love, covers his eyes with a cloth when he shoots his arrows of love?"

"Why?" Yang Chen asked, unfamiliar with the story.

"Because," Tang Wan looked steadily at Yang Chen, her eyes filled with complex sorrow, "because love is blind."