Chapter 1: The Office's Unspoken Rules...

  "Are you messing with me?"

  "Huh?"

  Guo Jingjing did not expect the Queen would be so frank.

  "Hmm what? Competing with me for a man?" The queen sat down on the sofa, elegantly taking off her coat to reveal a cheongsam underneath: "I can give it to you, but what will you exchange for it?"

  "Yang Zongbao is not a commodity that can be exchanged back and forth." Guo Jingjing said, gritting her teeth. Her excellent figure seemed to have little advantage in front of the queen.

  "What's it to you?" Yang Fenghua said with absolute arrogance.

  "Stop talking and eat."

  Just as everyone was feeling awkward, Yang Zongbao came out with a plate of stir-fried rice and handed it to Yang Fenghua, who was still nagging.

  "Cut, can this ugly thing be eaten?" Yang Fenghua took the plate with disdain and glanced at it, saying: "Do you have an opinion about me? Are you feeding me pig food?"

  "No, stop nagging, eat quickly."

  A miracle happened, Yang Zongbao's tone was not friendly, but Yang Fenghua still honestly picked up the spoon and started eating.

  A plate of fried rice was soon gone.

  "Want some fruit?" Yang Zongbao asked as he took the empty plate from the queen's hand.

  The queen was clearly struggling with herself for having demeaned herself earlier. She was being fed like a pet, and now she couldn't even say: "No, I'm full."

  "Oh." Yang Zongbao didn't waste any words, went into the kitchen to clean up the bowls and chopsticks, and after a moment, Yang Zongbao and a book called "Das Kapital" lay down together on the chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, starting to flip through it.

  Yu Tie Nan and others looked at each other in dismay, unsure of the situation. The queen was furious: "Yang Zongbao, what's going on here? Are you ignoring me?"

  "I'm a bit tired and want to rest for a while." Yang Zongbao's book was taken away by the queen, so he had no choice but to face her.

  "Reading this kind of book during break time?" The queen raised the book in her hand and flipped through it with a smile.

  "We can't interfere too much, you know." Yang Zongbao magically pulled out another book from under the chair. This time it was a course discussion report from MIT.

  "I won't let you ignore me like this." The queen suddenly slammed the book onto Yang Zongbao's body.

  What a joke, that book is as heavy as a brick, if it hits you, who knows how you'll die.

  Yang Zongbao dodged to the side and avoided it. He hugged the queen: "Had enough trouble?"

  "How's that? No feeling for your sister?" Yang Fenghua casually grabbed Yang Zongbao's groin. Originally thought Yang Zongbao would have various expressions, but didn't expect it to be like this now.

  Yang Zongbao's face was expressionless, and he looked at the queen with a helpless expression: "Are you done making trouble? What are you doing here today? If there's nothing going on, then go back."

  Yang Fenghuang entered his arms, and Yang Zongbao immediately smelled a strong smell of wine: "Have you been drinking?"

  "Aren't you just pretending not to know?" Yang Fenghua squeezed into Yang Zongbao's not-so-spacious arms, and through his shoulder, she gave Guo Jingjing a warning glance.

  Guo Jingjing clenched her fists at both sides of her body.

  "What are you here for?" Yang Zongbao didn't believe that this woman had any good intentions.

  "I'm here to remind you, I'm still your nominal fiancée, so you should be more restrained outside for my sake." Yang Fenghua leaned into Yang Zongbao's ear and blew a breath, trying to stir up his desire.

  "What do you mean?" Yang Zongbao pushed the queen in his arms a little further away.

  "You said why? Those few days you and Mei Wenxin were intimate with me, making me lose all my face. So how should I punish you?" The queen's eyes were like silk, her hands were ruthless and poisonous, tightly grasping Yang Zongbao.

  "Stop messing around." Yang Zongbao grasped the wrist of the hand that was causing trouble: "Let go."

  "If you have the ability..."

  The queen hadn't finished speaking when Yang Zongbao covered her mouth, and she could only let out a muffled "mm". Taking advantage of the queen's loosened grip, he broke free from her control and pinned her hands behind her back.

  "Do you know what it means to lose face?" Yang Zongbao learned from the queen's manner, rubbing against her back and biting her ear.

  "You, Sunzi, let me go." The queen struggled.

  However, women are inherently weaker than men physically, and even if they have trained to avoid developing muscles, there is a limit. So once the queen's hands were pinned behind her back by Yang Zongbao, she had no chance of resisting at all.

  "Yes, I'm Sunzi, but it's not to the point where a woman can point fingers at me." Yang Zongbao said, pushing the queen out of the room door. All the way down to the ground floor by elevator. Because it was already late at night, there were no people on the street. The queen also didn't dare to shout for help because she wanted to save face.

  They pushed and squeezed all the way to the street in front of the China World Trade Center.

  "What are you going to do?" The queen also sensed that something was off, and Yang Zongbao took action without leaving any room for mercy. His hands were tightly clasped behind her back, unable to resist at all.

  "Let you know what it means to lose face." Yang Zong took out a wide transparent tape, fixed Yang Feng's hands together, and then wrapped around the advertising light box, tightly binding Yang Feng from top to bottom on the light box.

  "Let me go at once, I dare not believe you would treat me like this?" Yang Fenghua was finally frightened. She struggled desperately, trying to free herself from the advertisement lamp.

  "Do you know what will happen if you mess with me? Have you forgotten the lesson from last time?" Yang Zongbao's expression changed, his eyes cold and ruthless.

  "I also warn you to let me go." Yang Fenghua stubbornly butted heads with Yang Zongbao.

  "Suit yourself." Yang Zongbao walked back with the remaining tape.

  The queen was tied to the advertising box of a certain club in the middle of the night, which was particularly eye-catching. After Yang Zongbao left, the queen's fearful expression disappeared, replaced by paranoid madness.

  "Hahaha...... Hahaha...... Hahahahaha......"

  Yang Zongbao turned his back on the queen, and when he heard the queen's laughter, he also curled up the corners of his mouth.

  "How was it?" Seeing Yang Zongbao coming back, Ma Xiao Jian immediately went up to greet him: "Where did you find this extraordinary woman? She scared me to death." Ma Xiao Jian still had a lingering fear thinking about it now. That woman's aura was too strong, he almost couldn't breathe.

  "Cough, cough." Guo Jingjing, who was sitting on the sofa, deliberately coughed twice to hint at her presence.

  But Yang Zongbao asked a question that made her spit blood: "Are you still alive?"

  "Yours... her jacket is still here." Guo Jingjing disdainfully threw Yang Fenghua's jacket under Yang Zongbao's feet.

  Yang Zongbao bent down and picked up his clothes: "Don't throw them around randomly."

  "Is that woman really your fiancée?" Yu Tie Nan asked, voicing out Guo Jingjing's thoughts.

  "It's just nominal." Yang Zongbao walked over and threw himself onto the chaise longue, his eyes fixed on the outside window.

  "Do you know who she is? If you do, shouldn't you give us an explanation?" Yu Tienan asked.

  "You say that, I remember now." Ma Xiao Jian interjected: "My ex-girlfriend liked to read a magazine with her picture on it." Ma Xiao Jian pronounced the three words 'ex-girlfriend' very lightly, as if not wanting people to pay attention.

  "It's a family matter." Yang Zongbao summed it up in one sentence, clearly unwilling to elaborate.

  "I'm going, can you still get the star? I said Yang Zongbao, you're too awesome." Ma Xiao Jian, this heartless and ruthless guy, patted Yang Zongbao's shoulder with a loud crackling sound, as if he was the one who had gotten the star.

  Guo Jingjing was drinking an empty Coke without realizing it.

  At night, Guo Jingjing made an excuse to leave. Yu Tiemann sent Guo Jingjing home. Ma Xiaojian stayed overnight at Yang Zongbao's apartment, reluctant to leave.

  On the way back home, Yu Tie Nan suddenly said to Guo Jingjing who was already out of her mind: "You'd better not provoke him."

  "What?" Guo Jingjing was pulled back to her senses.

  "That's what you heard." Yu Tiennan knew Guo Jingjing was pretending to be stupid.

  "I understand." Guo Jingjing replied obediently.

  Yu Tienan looked at her heaving chest and didn't know what else to say. As a fellow student union member, it was worth those few words.

  Guo Jingjing is actually uncomfortable in her heart. The jealousy between women has nothing to do with status, appearance or figure. As long as they are women, they will compare themselves with each other.

  This round was lost by Guo Jingjing. The opponent's temperament is not the kind of woman who would appear in her own social circle, but they have a common trait, which is caring about one man. At first, she had a good impression of Yang Zongbao, but after tonight's competition, it immediately rose to a strong possessive desire. Moreover, looking at Yang Zongbao's attitude towards her, it's not just a good impression, so she has a complete opportunity...

  Guo Jingjing was so overwhelmed with emotions that her whole body tensed up.

  In Yang Zongbao's apartment, Ma Xiaojian was still watching TV. He said that such a big TV must be watched to the end. Yang Zongbao looked out of the window. In fact, nothing could be seen outside except for the city lights. Finally, Yang Zongbao moved and took Queenie's coat and walked out.

  "Where are you going?" Ma Xiao Jian asked casually.

  "Watch your TV."

  Yang Zongbao didn't explain either and changed his shoes before going downstairs.

  There were only a few strips of tape left on the advertisement light box. Yang Zongbao looked at his own coat and suddenly burst out laughing uncontrollably. He threw the coat aside the advertisement box, turned around and left.

  A high-end coat was casually thrown on the side of the road and lay there alone.

  A pair of high-heeled shoes stopped beside an abandoned overcoat after Yang Zongbao left.

  Yang Fenghuang picked up her own coat and then sat in a black Mercedes parked by the side of the road.

  "Miss..."

  The driver turned around and said.

  "Don't say anything when you get back." Yang Fenghua said, stroking the coat on her knee, a curve rising at the corner of her mouth.

  Yang Zongbao returned to his apartment when Ma Xiaojian was in the same posture as before, only now he was playing a racing game.

  "Where are you going?" Ma Xiao Jian also casually asked: "Come and play a few rounds?"

  "Uh-huh." Yang Zongbao unexpectedly agreed.

  The result was that Yang Zongbao bullied Ma Xiaojian for a whole night. Ma Xiaojian's eyes turned red with anger. At first, he relied on the fact that Yang Zongbao couldn't drive and thought he had finally found something he could be better at. But unexpectedly, Yang Zongbao pretended to be weak and then counterattacked, crushing Ma Xiaojian's already fragile self-esteem even further.

  "What else can't you do? Can't I be better than you in something?" Ma Xiao Jian said with a bitter smile.

  "Yes." said Yang Zongbao.

  "What?" Ma Xiaoji hastily approached Yang Zongbao and asked.

  "Get your stinky mouth away." Yang Zongbao pushed away Ma Xiaojian's head: "You're taller than me."

  "Is that all?" Ma Xiao Jian wailed and went to take a bath.

  Yang Zongbao glanced at his mobile phone and was surprised to find a text message from Zhou Chuan, which read: "There will be a live demonstration of gastric cancer surgery by foreign doctors this afternoon. Come take a look."

  About Zhou Chuan's excessive self-concern, Yang Zongbao doesn't know why he doesn't think his charm is so great that it can attract both men and women.