Wanton pampering!Chased by a coquettish boss

Yuan Qian was 18 years old when she first met Yu Fengran, which was also the most depressed moment in her life.

In Ye Jue's VIP corridor, the bodyguard waved her away because she thought her clothes were dirty because of the drink.

"Where do these cats and dogs come from? Don't block the way of our Prince Yu's family!"

Yuan Qian was not very good-looking at that time, his collar was soaked with wine spilled by others, his eyes were red and swollen as if he had been crying, his hair was messy, and he was completely out of his mind.

His father has been in prison for five years and he still has no way to redress his grievances. His mother's body has been tortured by this, and Yuan Qian has never thought of giving up. She must find out the truth about her father.

Back in the imperial capital, Yuan Qian tried her best to ask for help from her father's former friends in the private room, but they all looked at her like snakes and scorpions to avoid her.

Perhaps because he felt sorry for her, her father's former best friend, Uncle Chen, gave her a sad and feeble advice.

"Xiao Qian, now that your father's company has been acquired and people have been put on trial, everything has been finalized. You and your mother can live a good life with the last money he left you."

"I don't believe it! Uncle Chen, my father was wronged, right? He hates drug addicts most in his life, how could he do such a thing as drug trafficking!"

Yuan Qian looked at Uncle Chen's helpless and sad expression, and intuitively felt that there must be a hidden meaning in this matter.

"Don't think too much, Xiao Qian." Uncle Chen touched her head lovingly, "Live a good life with your mother. Don't delve too deeply into some things."

"Uncle Chen, do you know something?" Yuan Qian grabbed his arm tightly and asked in a pleading tone, "Uncle Chen, you know, I will never give up! If this thing is really that simple, Why did two key witnesses die one after another during the second trial? Who is behind all this!"

Uncle Chen looked at the firm hatred and desperate courage in the girl's eyes, and finally sighed softly.

"It's not good for you to know too much." He paused and continued, "That's someone you and I can't afford to offend. To them, the Yuan family is just like ants."

The Yuan family is just the scapegoat for the dirty tricks.

"Uncle Chen, who are they?" Yuan Qian trembled all over, but a cold glare of hatred flashed in his narrow peach blossom eyes, and even his teeth were chattering.

"Xiao Qian, I still have a wife and children, so I can't help you. Please forgive me." Uncle Chen did not continue, but gently advised her, "Xiao Qian, take care of yourself."

Feng Qian didn't press him any further, pursed her lips and released her tight grip, watching Uncle Chen leave with a heavy and complicated look on his face.

When she walked out of the box door, the air-conditioning in the corridor was bitingly cold, but it was not as cold as her heart.

Any world is dominated by power.

She was walking in the VIP corridor like a ghost wandering the world. She was no longer as glamorous as when she came, and she was in a miserable state.

It was at this moment that Yu Fengran passed her by.

The bodyguard still chased her away in disgust, thinking that some unscrupulous person had just come out after serving the guests.

The man just passed by her, his hands lazily in his pockets, like a young man. She has a dignified look, unruly eyebrows and pretty eyes, which makes her look a bit romantic.

Yuan Qian took one look and then looked away. Just when she was about to leave, the bodyguard accidentally pushed her towards Yu Fengran.

Yuan Qian's pupils shrank, and someone held his shoulders.

"Where did the stray cat come from?" Yu Fengran said with a shallow smile. He was very pretty, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Surrounded by a touch of rosemary, it brings an unspeakable message of danger.

"Sorry sir." Yuan Qian lowered his head and bent slightly to apologize.

Yu Fengran looked at her thoughtfully, and without saying a word, he took out two handkerchiefs from his pocket and handed one to her.

"Wipe it."

Yuan Qian was slightly stunned. When he took the handkerchief, he saw that the man had passed by without hesitation. Just as he was about to step into the elevator, Yuan Qian saw him carefully wiping his long fingers with another handkerchief.

Yuan Qian withdrew his gaze without emotion.

In the next year, she had been trying her best to find clues to the truth and hired many private investigators. However, some of them stopped cooperating after halfway through the investigation, and some changed their expressions and refused to leave as soon as they heard her father's name.

Yuan Qian thought, power, that's really a good thing.

However, this is not the biggest blow in life.

Just three months later, Yuan Qian received the news that his father "committed suicide" in prison. He pierced his pulse with a sharpened toothbrush and left a so-called "suicide note of confession."

Yuan Qian didn’t believe it at all!

The last time I went to visit, my father was still saying that he would be released from prison in two years. Why did he choose to commit suicide not long after?

She hates it so much, really hates it. What kind of darkness is it that leaves no light in the sky?

The suicide note was indeed identified as his father's handwriting, but Yuan Qian was sure that his father had probably been threatened! Since she started to come into contact with her father's case frequently, anonymous couriers sent all kinds of bloody objects and letters to threaten her.

Because of his father's death, his mother finally became seriously ill under such a blow. Yuan Qian secretly sent his mother abroad to recuperate.

She could only walk this road alone.

Walking under the rows of tall buildings in the imperial capital, she felt a sense of confusion and despair. It had become a mission that she must complete in her life to avenge her father.

But now that she is helpless and powerless, how can she defeat them?

Tears welled up in her eyes. When she raised her head, she saw that the LED lights in the office building were playing advertisements for various international superstars in a loop.

A flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind.

It was like finding an ark on an isolated island in a desperate situation. No matter how dangerous and difficult the road ahead was, she would press forward.

Then she silently returned home to pack her luggage. On the surface, Yuan Qian and her mother had left the imperial capital to go abroad, temporarily relaxing the other party's vigilance.

In fact, Yuan Qian spent a lot of money to remain anonymous abroad, used a new identity to start studying acting, singing and dancing for five years, and then returned to the imperial capital.

On the day of her debut, she was successfully admitted to Huanyu Group, the largest entertainment company in the country, and the CEO was a man named Yu Fengran.

When we met again, he was sitting in Ye Jue's box, surrounded by indulgent sounds. He curled his lips and held the woman beside him. The colored lights slanted, giving his overly handsome features a bit of unruly aura.

Feng Qian also found out not long ago that he was the only son of the Yu family, one of the four major families in the imperial capital. It was rumored that he was a libertine by nature and had girlfriends like crucian carp crossing the river. None of them could make him remember too much. Usually, he would be married in less than three months. Replace with the next one.

"New here?" Yu Fengran raised his eyelids slightly and looked at her, "What's his name?"

Yuan Qian lowered his eyes, looking as helpless and innocent as an elk. He was clearly a pair of coquettish peach blossom eyes, but he had a charming charm.

"My name is Feng Qian."

Yu Fengran raised his eyebrows slightly and pushed a glass of wine over. Yuan Qian naturally understood what he meant, took it and drank it happily. She even pretended to be drunk, covered her lips and coughed delicately.

She is an actress. In the past five years of training abroad, she has practiced the look that men like best in front of the mirror countless times, how to pretend to be pure and how to pretend to be delicate.

Every inch of her smile and eyebrows are just right.

Yu Fengran stared at her face for a few more seconds, then raised his chin slightly and said, "I watched your first drama, and the response to your acting skills was good."

He put down his glass of wine and continued, ignoring the displeasure on the face of the woman next to him, "You will be the one to star in this newly invested movie."

Yuan Qian was slightly startled, as if he didn't expect that he would actually give her the resources before she took the initiative to speak.

She looked up at him in slight shock, only to be met with a pair of deep and sharp playful narrow eyes.