Reborn as a Fake Heiress Marrying the Tycoon novel Chapter 1126

Chapter 1126: Shouldn’t Have Attended

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Jiang Yao returned the same way he had come, while Su Shen and Gu Zi made their way back inside the house.

Su Shen spoke first, his voice laced with quiet confidence. "If you had let me handle this, it would have been resolved much faster."

Gu Zi shook her head, rejecting his offer with a gentle smile. "We can’t handle this ourselves," she said. "This is a matter between Jiang Yao and Jiang Nan. Everyone has their own karmic debts. It’s best for Jiang Yao to take the lead on this. Go to bed, I have to go through the materials I brought back today." freewёbnoνel.com

She ushered Su Shen inside, then went into her study, where she started going through the documents. The task itself wasn’t particularly difficult for her, but the sheer volume was daunting. Still, she had already committed to it, and backing out now would only offend many people. Gu Zi gritted her teeth and pressed on.

Meanwhile, Yushen Investment had secured its largest deal ever. Chen Yu was ecstatic and threw a grand celebration, booking a hotel for the entire company.

Su Shen didn’t want to attend, but Chen Yu insisted, pulling him along. "You’re our company’s new major shareholder. How can you not attend these internal gatherings? Do me a favor and come, for the sake of the company."

All eyes were on Su Shen, who had an almost legendary status among the employees. They knew he and Chen Yu were old comrades, bound by a deep, almost life-or-death friendship. It was no surprise that where Chen Yu had failed, Su Shen had succeeded with ease. Even Chen Yu’s trusted secretary, Chen Ting, had been assigned to assist Su Shen.

But Su Shen was not the kind of man to be easily approachable. His tall frame, sharp brows, and commanding presence gave him an air of authority that made others hesitant to engage with him unless Chen Yu was present.

After a toast, Chen Yu raised an eyebrow. "How come you didn’t bring your wife tonight?"

Su Shen’s expression softened a fraction, his thoughts briefly drifting to the delicate woman he called his wife. "She took on a translation job for Imperial Capital University. She’s busy with deadlines tonight."

Her voice dropped to a sultry tone. "Mr. Su, would you like to dance?"

Su Shen took a slow sip of his drink, his thoughts drifting to Gu Zi’s radiant, gentle face. He imagined how beautiful she must look when she danced. But the reality before him was a woman heavily made up, with the kind of allure that felt more artificial than captivating. He spoke in a cool, detached tone. "I’m not interested in dancing."

The endless socializing had begun to wear on him. In the capital, business was done almost exclusively over drinks, and he was growing tired of the empty gestures and meaningless conversations. He massaged his temple, feeling the tension mount.

Chen Ting, ever the professional, moved closer, offering her assistance. "I’ve learned professional massage techniques, Mr. Su. If you’re feeling tired, I can help. I’m quite skilled."

Su Shen’s voice was cold as he cut her off. "No need. I’m just tired. Please let Chen Yu know I’m leaving."

Ignoring the awkward, frozen smile on her face, he grabbed his coat and walked out. It wasn’t even a particularly important dinner, and he had never wanted to be there in the first place.