Tycoon: From Rags to Riches

Chapter 183: Chapter 166

Gu Heng gently caressed Han Yijia’s soft, long hair. It felt like stroking the finest silk, as if a shampoo commercial had come to life.

After dealing with so many beautiful women lately, Gu Heng had discovered that these top-tier beauties were essentially flawless. Their facial features, face shape, hair quality, figure, proportions—every aspect was superior.

Zhang Peng was still rambling on, but Gu Heng was finding his voice grating. He simply hung up the phone.

"This is my friend’s car."

"Don’t you dare get it dirty."

Gu Heng’s somewhat hoarse voice suddenly sounded beside Han Yijia’s ear.

"Mhm, mhm!"

Han Yijia quickly agreed to Gu Heng’s warning.

*HUFF...*

After a long moment, Gu Heng let out a long breath.

Zhang Peng, who had just been abruptly hung up on, called Han Yijia again.

Under Gu Heng’s watchful eye, and recalling his recent warning, Han Yijia kept her hand over her small, cherry-red mouth for a long moment.

*COUGH COUGH...*

Han Yijia had choked a little after all.

"Chairman Gu, are you satisfied...?"

Once she had fully composed herself, she looked at Gu Heng with hopeful eyes and asked softly.

"Very satisfied."

Gu Heng nodded slightly, answering truthfully.

"Then..."

The anticipation in Han Yijia’s eyes deepened, and her expression became slightly giddy.

As an idea suddenly struck him, Gu Heng looked at Han Yijia, the interest glinting in his eyes growing even more intense.

"Chairman Gu, I agree!"

As expected, Han Yijia didn’t hesitate for a second, eagerly declaring her agreement to Gu Heng.

"But how will I know if you’re fooling around behind my back?"

Gu Heng asked with a slight raise of his brow.

"I..."

Hearing this, Han Yijia’s expression shifted several times before she finally gritted her teeth. "Chairman Gu, I’ll go buy a miniature listening device with a live internet connection right after this. From now on, as long as I’m not on a flight for work, I’ll wear it 24/7. You can monitor me anytime, anywhere."

Gu Heng had only meant to pressure Han Yijia a little, but he never expected her to come up with such a solution.

It had to be said, Han Yijia was really going all out to latch onto a powerful patron like him.

Looked at from another angle, Han Yijia was simply working too hard!

Once she seized an opportunity, she would never let go.

If she didn’t get rich, who would?

"Han Yijia, I’m suddenly starting to admire you."

Gu Heng gently lifted Han Yijia’s chin. "And I’m becoming a little more interested in you."

"Chairman Gu..."

Han Yijia blinked at Gu Heng. "If you explore me a little more deeply, you might find I’m even more interesting~"

"I can tell you’ve had some work done, haven’t you?"

Gu Heng pinched her chin, turning her head from side to side.

"Yes... a little..."

"Just some minor tweaks."

Hearing this, Han Yijia’s heart leaped into her throat. "Chairman Gu, don’t you like how it looks?"

"I don’t have any prejudice against cosmetic procedures."

"I only care about the results."

Gu Heng shook his head slightly. "If you’re going to get work done, you should get the best—celebrity-level, at least. It should enhance your original beauty while still looking as natural as possible."

"Celebrity-level procedures are a bit beyond my budget..."

Han Yijia replied, a little embarrassed.

"Add me on WhatsApp."

"I’ll send you a location later."

"Go get it done. I’ll cover the costs."

The "boldness" Han Yijia had just displayed made Gu Heng’s interest in her grow, so he didn’t mind giving her a little taste of the rewards to come.

Besides, he’d just given her a taste of something salty; it was only fair to give her a taste of something sweet now.

"Really?!"

Hearing this, Han Yijia’s eyes instantly lit up.

No woman could refuse the temptation to become more beautiful, especially not a wannabe socialite like Han Yijia, who was so desperate for "beauty."

Celebrity-level cosmetic procedures—just the sound of it screamed ’expensive.’

"Alright."

"We’ll see how you perform in the future."

"Don’t keep them waiting."

Gu Heng saw that she had already received four calls in this short time and gestured for her to leave.

"Chairman Gu, I’ll be waiting for your message~"

"Anytime, just say the word, and I’ll come running~"

Han Yijia gave Gu Heng one last pledge of her devotion.

Gu Heng nodded slightly but said nothing more.

After Han Yijia got out and left, he hitched up his pants, climbed out of the car, and walked toward the mall entrance.

...

In the underground parking garage, in front of the BMW X5.

Zhang Peng was pacing back and forth anxiously. He didn’t know why Han Yijia had suddenly hung up on him, or why she wasn’t picking up now.

’Baby, you didn’t choke on your food, did you?’

’It’s all my fault!’

’I just kept rushing you. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have eaten so quickly!’

Just as Zhang Peng was anxiously blaming himself, the sound of footsteps approached from a distance, and the light instantly returned to his eyes.

"Baby!"

"Why didn’t you answer your phone just now?!"

"I thought you’d choked on your food!"

His guilt tended to spiral, and that’s exactly what was happening to Zhang Peng now. As soon as he saw Han Yijia approaching, he hurried over to her, his voice dripping with concern.

Hearing Zhang Peng’s words, Han Yijia’s steps faltered for a moment.

Zhang Peng felt guilty toward Han Yijia, but she felt not a shred of guilt toward him. After all, from the very beginning, she had only ever seen him as a walking ATM.

To put it simply, her ambitions were sky-high. A man like Zhang Peng, who represented the pinnacle of success for many ordinary people, still wasn’t good enough to capture her heart.

Only a man like Gu Heng—a "hexagonal warrior" who was perfect in every aspect—could make her fall completely head over heels, willing to throw away all her dignity like a moth drawn to a flame.

It could be said that meeting Gu Heng was both her good fortune and her misfortune.

"I did actually choke just now."

"I went to the restroom and didn’t notice my phone ringing."

Han Yijia replied placidly, playing along with Zhang Peng’s assumption.

"It’s all my fault."

"If I hadn’t called you, you wouldn’t have choked."

Zhang Peng’s tone was full of self-reproach. Then, he let out a gasp of surprise. "Baby, how did your stockings get a run in them?"

Hearing this, Han Yijia’s heart skipped a beat.

She quickly looked down and saw a serious run in her Balenciaga stockings, right near her inner thigh.

Only then did she recall that while she had been "busy" earlier, Gu Heng’s hands hadn’t been still for a moment.

"I probably snagged it by accident in the restroom just now."

Han Yijia first said this calmly, then let out a coquettish huff.

"Hmph~"

"It’s all your fault~"

"If you had been with me, I definitely wouldn’t have been so careless, choking and then snagging my stockings~"

At this, Han Yijia put on a wronged expression. "These are my favorite stockings. Now that they’re ruined, they won’t look good in photos tonight."

"It’s okay, it’s okay."

"If they’re ruined, they’re ruined. We’ll just go to Balenciaga and buy a new pair later."

Zhang Peng proactively opened the car door for Han Yijia, coaxing her as he spoke.

"As punishment, you have to buy me two pairs!"

"I want a white pair, too!"

Han Yijia tossed her handbag onto the passenger seat, bringing the excuse she’d just invented to a perfect conclusion and avoiding any suspicion from Zhang Peng.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

"I’ll buy them, I’ll buy them!"

Zhang Peng gazed at Han Yijia’s delicate, rosy-fair face, and then at her unusually moist, cherry-red lips. His mind couldn’t help but flash back to Miao Yue, the woman who had kept him company for the past three hours.

Comparing the two, he felt Han Yijia was as beautiful as a goddess.

He was still full of anticipation for the night ahead.

’As long as I perform well...’

’Even if she’s cold, I’m sure I can warm her up!’

Zhang Peng’s heart was filled with fighting spirit.

"Let’s go."

"Let’s go shopping."

Han Yijia casually took two pieces of chewing gum from the car and popped them into her mouth. She then looped her arm through Zhang Peng’s, and the smile she gave him was, in his eyes, indescribably pure and radiant.

"Let’s go, let’s go. I’ll take my baby on a nice shopping spree."

"Brother Peng, my neck’s a little sore. Can you rub it for me?"

"Of course, no problem!"

"You’re the best, Brother Peng~"

"You know it!"

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