My Love-Obsessed Elite Family Villain Husband Has Gone Mad with Jealousy - Chapter 16

In Suzhou City, the Fu Group reigned supreme across numerous industries, its influence vast and profound beyond imagination.

Fu Qianshan, the newly appointed head of the Fu Group, had, in just a few short years, leveraged his extraordinary abilities and decisive leadership to guide the Fu Group to conquer one commercial peak after another.

He was not only the object of emulation for other elite CEOs but also the undisputed commercial titan of Suzhou City.

Thus, when he merely uttered a single word, all eyes in the banquet hall turned to him in unison.

The man in the wheelchair exuded such overwhelming presence that even his silent stillness commanded reverence.

At that moment, the entire banquet hall fell into a brief hush.

As he paused, an indescribable sense of pressure filled the air.

This was especially true for Lu Yanhui, who was about to splash red wine on Qiao Enen, Mrs. Fu.

After all, to secure another meeting with Fu Qianshan, the CEO of the Fu Group, Lu Yanhui had spent several sleepless nights perfecting a flawless business proposal that left no room for criticism.

Lu Yanhui hadn’t expected to encounter Fu Qianshan here, in this manner, before their official meeting.

As he met the man’s calm yet chilling gaze from his wheelchair, Lu Yanhui’s heart pounded with anxiety.

Mr. Fu, it’s like this… Qiao Enen just… she hit Yuening, so I…

She didn’t hit me.

Lu Yanhui’s words were cut short as he turned in shock to Jiang Yuening, whom he had been protecting.

He had assumed Yuening didn’t want to cause a scene in front of Fu Qianshan, since she liked him and naturally wanted to maintain a good impression. But…

Yuening, she clearly hit you! Don’t be afraid. You can tell Mr. Fu…

Yuening already said Mrs. Fu didn’t hit her. Besides, I saw Mrs. Fu just affectionately touching Yuening’s cheek—like sisters sharing a tender moment. Why are you trying to falsely accuse her, Mr. Lu?

Xiao Jin, who had returned from a short distance away, had observed everyone’s reactions. He solemnly addressed the man in the wheelchair with a respectful Mr. Fu, receiving a faint nod in acknowledgment before turning an innocent gaze toward the dumbfounded Lu Yanhui.

Lu Yanhui was genuinely shocked. Xiao Jin, who always claimed Jiang Yuening was his best friend and had stayed by her side under the guise of friendship, was now distorting the truth out of fear of President Fu Qianshan?

Refusing to help the woman he loved?

Xiao Jin, I despise you.

Ignoring Xiao Jin’s dismissive snort, Lu Yanhui took a deep breath and turned to Fu Qianshan in his wheelchair with righteous indignation.

President Fu, believe me, it was her—

He couldn’t finish his sentence. Lu Yanhui once again met Fu Qianshan’s cold, emotionless gaze, and his heart froze.

Fu Qianshan regarded him with a detached air, his tone light as a feather What about Mrs. Fu?

Mr. Lu, please speak plainly.

Lu Yanhui was speechless.

Fu Qianshan’s overwhelming presence, combined with the fact that no one present dared to side with him—even those watching from a distance with morbid curiosity—left Lu Yanhui, who had been showered with praise since his rise to fame, feeling inexplicably guilty.

He dared not say another word.

Wait… had Fu Qianshan just referred to Qiao Enen as Mrs. Fu?

He couldn’t have misheard, could he?

Lu Yanhui wasn’t the only one who noticed. Everyone present, including Jiang Yuening and Xiao Jin, and even those hesitant onlookers, were visibly surprised.

Even though Qiao Enen was nominally Mrs. Fu, everyone knew she loved to put on a show of affection, while Fu Qianshan always treated her with disdain.

No one had ever imagined that Fu Qianshan himself would publicly acknowledge her as Mrs. Fu.

For some reason, Lu Yanhui, who had always addressed Qiao Enen by her given name, felt a strange itch in his heart, a sense of unease.

After all, what did it matter if the woman he loved loved Fu Qianshan? What did it matter if he couldn’t measure up to Fu Qianshan in every way?

The fact remained Fu Qianshan’s wife, Qiao Enen, loved him.

In a way, that evened the score.

But now?

Especially since Qiao Enen wasn’t even speaking up for him.

Wasn’t she afraid he’d get angry and never speak to her again?

In truth, Qiao Enen was staring at Fu Qianshan in astonishment.

Strange, why is Fu Qianshan here?

He’s not even supposed to be in this scene.

Not only had he arrived, but he’d immediately taken her side without even asking what was happening, standing firmly behind her like a true protector.

So manly!

Qiao Enen couldn’t help but marvel inwardly  Even though Fu Qianshan is probably only defending me to protect the reputation of Mrs. Fu, this overwhelming sense of dominance… 

Truly worthy of being my Mr. Fu. I love you!

Always opposing the male lead, no matter the situation—was this the legendary charm of the ultimate villain?

To be honest, Qiao Enen wasn’t the original owner of this body, so she felt nothing about Lu Yanhui’s baseless accusations against the male lead. In fact, she had originally planned to slap Lu Yanhui after completing the plot, to avenge him splashing her.

But Fu Qianshan’s arrival moved her deeply.

Although she had repeatedly confirmed with the System beforehand that placing her hand on the female lead’s face would still count as completing the plot task—after all, her hand had made a slapping motion before landing on the female lead’s cheek—meaning that as long as the female lead wasn’t foolish, she wouldn’t misunderstand.

In short, at worst, only the male lead would wrongly accuse her, and she didn’t care about that.

But that didn’t mean she didn’t enjoy the feeling of having someone stand up for her.

Looking at the man in the wheelchair, Qiao Enen grew increasingly satisfied.

He’s so damn handsome! Fu Qianshan is absolutely stunning! I almost want to kiss him.

Or… no, never mind. Stop it, I don’t want to die yet.

Sensing Qiao Enen’s burning gaze and hearing her genuine internal praise, Fu Qianshan remained silent.

Recalling the sudden, vivid, and sensual images that had flashed through his mind moments earlier, a flicker of emotion crossed his cold, sharp eyes before quickly smoothing over.

Meanwhile, Qiao Enen, having praised Fu Qianshan, compared him to the male lead in the book and thought with disdain  This Lu Yanhui is not only mentally unstable but also utterly spineless. 

No way! How could someone like him be the male lead? He’s not even worthy of the beautiful, kind-hearted, and adorable female lead!

Qiao Enen secretly sighed as she watched Jiang Yuening, the female lead, frowning as she stared at Lu Yanhui.

Pretty girl, please don’t choose Lu Yanhui! There are so many better men around—like that guy in the leather jacket over there. At least he’s not blind and can speak like a normal person…

Wait, does he look familiar? Have I seen him somewhere before?

Jiang Yuening, who overheard Qiao Enen’s inner thoughts about herself, secretly clenched her fingers and cast an ambiguous glance at Lu Yanhui, who was standing up for her.

Everyone said Qiao Enen had stolen her true love, including Jiang Yuening herself at one point.

But in reality, everyone overlooked the fact that it was the marriage alliance between the Qiao and Fu families that had thrust Qiao Enen into the position of Mrs. Fu.

Strictly speaking, Qiao Enen hadn’t done anything wrong.

Yet Jiang Yuening had assumed Qiao Enen was in love with Lu Yanhui, which fueled her intense hostility toward her.

But now it seemed her assumptions might be wrong?

Jiang Yuening’s heart churned with conflicting emotions.

This was a misunderstanding, she said, tugging at Lu Yanhui’s shirt to signal him to stop making a scene. Mrs. Fu didn’t hit me.

The entire incident was a misunderstanding. Lu Yanhui’s continued agitation would only highlight his poor character and bring him no benefit.

Lu Yanhui was secretly seething, frustrated by his inability to seek justice for the woman he loved. When he suddenly heard Jiang Yuening’s aggrieved voice, his inner turmoil surged violently.

His gaze, now fixed on Qiao Enen, could no longer maintain its composure.

Qiao Enen, it’s all Qiao Enen’s fault.

In that case, a deep, resonant voice cut through the hushed banquet hall. The man in the wheelchair spoke slowly, his tone icy. Mr. Lu will apologize to my wife. Otherwise, I’ll have to question whether someone of his character is even qualified to collaborate with the Fu Corporation.

A dignified CEO falsely accusing a young woman and refusing to apologize?

This was clearly a matter of character—and a lack of responsibility.

Moreover, the threat of losing the Fu Corporation’s partnership was far more serious than mere doubts about Lu Yanhui’s integrity.

One wrong move, and the collaboration he had painstakingly pursued would vanish.

Worse still, who would dare partner with someone branded by the Fu Group in the future?

Despite fully grasping the gravity of the situation, Lu Yanhui’s face flushed crimson, then paled, then flushed again. Finally, under Jiang Yuening’s expectant gaze and Xiao Jin’s smug, raised eyebrow, he steeled himself and apologized to Qiao Enen.

I’m sorry, Mrs. Fu.

Forget it. Just make sure you see clearly next time before making accusations.

Seeing Lu Yanhui humiliated, Qiao Enen finally got her revenge for the last time he had summoned Fu Qianshan. She happily approached the man in the wheelchair, maintaining her original character’s persona showing affection whenever Fu Qianshan was present.

Her clear, bright eyes fixed intently on Fu Qianshan, her charming peach-blossom eyes sparkled with tiny flecks of light in the banquet hall. Her voice softened, Darling, this party is so boring. I want to leave. Let’s go together, okay?

If you don’t leave, I will.

She needed to hurry to the next plot point.

Fu Qianshan, who was being sweetly approached by Qiao Enen, remained silent.

From his perspective, the woman before him had captivating peach-blossom eyes that were bright and clear. Her slightly pursed lips and graceful demeanor carried a hint of playful charm.

Beneath this charm lay a deep anticipation, rippling across her luminous eyes like sunlight on water.

She truly looked like someone who had met her beloved and was eagerly looking forward to being with him.

Fu Qianshan, who could hear Qiao Enen’s inner thoughts, felt his deep eyes darken.

This woman really was, at every moment, acting out her blank love.

Darling, Fu Qianshan said softly.

Just tell me to go on my own, Qiao Enen thought, her silent plea barely formed when she heard the man beside her chuckle softly. His cold eyes flickered with a barely perceptible hint of disdain.

It seemed like a trick of the light, for almost immediately, the man in the wheelchair nodded faintly.

Surprised, Qiao Enen could only play her role, pushing Fu Qianshan away with a forced smile.

The other guests at the banquet stared in stunned silence as the couple left together, their affectionate display leaving them bewildered.

How is this different from before?

It seemed Fu Qianshan, the apex predator of the business world, actually cared about Qiao Enen, his wife.

And… had Lu Yanhui, the investment titan, truly misunderstood Qiao Enen?

A man slandering a woman?

How absurd.

The guests exchanged uneasy glances before turning their frowning gazes toward Lu Yanhui.

Lu Yanhui, who had grown accustomed to being the center of attention since his rise to fame, found himself speechless.

No, this wasn’t the attention he craved, nor the adoring gazes he expected.

Especially after noticing the darkening in the eyes of the woman he loved, Lu Yanhui clenched his fist so tightly that the veins on the back of his hand bulged.

Qiao Enen!

It’s all your fault!

Why couldn’t she just admit it earlier?

Did she have to humiliate him like this?

No. He had to find a way to get even.

Qiao Enen claims to love him, to want only him?

Very well.

A wicked smile curled the corner of his lips.

Meanwhile,

Qiao Enen pushed Fu Qianshan to the hotel’s ground floor, where a luxurious car awaited outside. The door was already open.

Are you heading off to work, Mr. Fu?

Her eyes, which had been brimming with emotion the entire journey, now glistened with unshed tears. Her long lashes trembled slightly as she wrung her hands, her knuckles white from the strain. She looked every bit the part of someone reluctant to see Fu Qianshan leave. It’s alright, you go ahead and focus on your work.

I’ll wait for you at Junlan Yue Mansion, okay?

As if Fu Qianshan would ever go to Junlan Yue Mansion.

In truth, Qiao Enen was mentally urging him Hurry up and leave, Fu Qianshan. Goodbye.

Only after he left could she go find him.

The thought of the upcoming scene where she might have to undress gave her a headache.

So…

The man in the wheelchair, having observed the cold detachment hidden beneath Qiao Enen’s sweet, affectionate gaze, spoke slowly and deliberately. Mrs. Fu, what brings you here today?

Qiao Enen, momentarily caught off guard, blurted out, …Huh?

Ah, this…

How am I supposed to answer that?

If I said I just came for the desserts, would Fu Qianshan believe me?

Qiao Enen smiled sweetly. Mr. Fu might not believe it, but I came here hoping to run into you.

We only met yesterday, but…

Fu Qianshan definitely doesn’t want me to mention yesterday. After all, he stormed off in anger after I stole a kiss from him.

So… hurry up and leave, hurry up and leave.

Before her mental grumbling could subside, Qiao Enen saw the man lift his eyelids slightly. Is that so?

Now that Mrs. Fu has run into me, are you happy?

Qiao Enen froze for a moment, then nodded vigorously, her lips curving into a sweet smile. …Yes, I’m happy. Of course I’m happy.

Meeting Mr. Fu is the happiest thing that’s happened to me all day.

Hmm? It looks like only Lu Yanhui and Jiang Yuening are left.

Time for me to make my entrance.

The mental whispers about Qiao Enen that had reached the man’s ears earlier suddenly echoed in his mind.

Looking at the girl before him, her bright smile and clear, sparkling eyes radiated genuine joy, as if she were truly delighted to see him.

A complex emotion flickered across the man’s cold, sharp gaze.

He got into the car.

Qiao Enen finally breathed a sigh of relief when Fu Qianshan entered the vehicle.

What’s Fu Qianshan doing here today?

How strange.

But the man, already seated, casually remarked, Since you’re so happy, why aren’t you getting in?

Qiao Enen was stunned. …? Me? You want me to get in too?

Wasn’t Fu Qianshan supposed to be working?

Why would he want her in the car?

Though this wasn’t her first time riding in Fu Qianshan’s car, she really didn’t want to spend any more time with him.

I don’t want to maintain this persona, damn it!

A few minutes later, Qiao Enen leaned her elbow on the armrest, gazing through the car window at the man’s refined profile reflected in the glass. She couldn’t help but wonder  So Fu Qianshan had me ride in his car just to watch him work? 

How boring! I’d rather…

Then, as the man focused intently on his documents, a vivid image suddenly flashed through his mind…

In the spacious, comfortable car, the slender girl’s delicate fingers crept inch by inch from his side to his arm, then up to his shoulder. Finally, the soft pads of her fingertips tickled their way to his chin.

Fu Qianshan, stop looking at those documents, okay? Look at me instead.

I’m much more interesting than those papers. Don’t believe me? Then open me up like you open those files and see for yourself.

Seeing the man remain unmoved, Qiao Enen pouted, her voice dripping with coquettishness.

Suddenly, a mischievous glint appeared in her eyes.

She leaned in close and bit down on his Adam’s apple.

The man let out a muffled groan, tossed aside the documents, and cupped the back of her head, pulling her into a deep kiss.

Between kisses, he growled, his voice husky with desire, Little vixen.

How do you want me to open you up?

Her breath coming in ragged gasps, she whispered, Perhaps the big bad wolf should start by opening my qipao first…

Fu Qianshan, who had been engrossed in his documents, froze. Qiao Enen—

Huh?

What’s wrong?

The girl, her fair cheeks flushed a suspicious crimson, leaned in sweetly. Big bad wolf—I mean, Mr. Fu, is there something you need?

Qiao Enen forced an awkward smile.

Phew… I almost let slip what I was thinking. But these fantasies are actually quite interesting? I really was too naive before.

I have to admit, big bad wolf suits Fu Qianshan pretty well.

No, wait—maybe lion would be more fitting?

What’s the deal with the lion’s… you know… strength?

Just curious.

The next moment, Qiao Enen, lost in her wild thoughts, was coldly shoved aside by the man beside her. He tossed a book at her, his tone icy and unquestionable.

Memorize this.

Startled, Qiao Enen picked up the book and flipped through it. German?

She couldn’t understand a word. And he wanted her to memorize it?

Fu Qianshan can’t actually think I enjoy reading his books, right?

Help! These books are so obscure and difficult, even harder to understand than he is. I really don’t like them.

Take this one, for example. Even if I tried to read it aloud, I wouldn’t be able to pronounce half the words.

Wait a minute… Last time I read just one page, Fu Qianshan generously gave me a black card. What about this time? Surely I’d get at least a super-sized villa, right?

Qiao Enen indulged in her fantasies, entertaining herself.

Then I’d sell the villa for cash and hire ten men to pole dance for me in shifts.

Just then, whether it was her imagination or not, a sudden chill wind swept across the exposed nape of her neck, making her shiver.

She turned involuntarily and found the man staring coldly at her.

Qiao Enen, who had just been fantasizing about hiring ten men, suddenly felt a pang of guilt.

Because the man’s indifferent glance seemed to say, Ten men, you say?

Mrs. Fu is welcome to try.

Fu Qianshan merely sat there, glancing at her before returning to his documents. Yet Qiao Enen somehow sensed a profound warning in that single glance.

Qiao Enen ?

Ahem, no more searching. No more searching.

With a man as perfect as Fu Qianshan, I can’t bring myself to look at anyone else.

Fu Qianshan, seemingly focused on his documents but actually observing Qiao Enen’s every move, remained silent.

The car soon arrived at Junlan Yue Mansion. As expected, Fu Qianshan didn’t get out. He received an urgent work call just as they approached the mansion.

Of course, even without the call, Fu Qianshan wouldn’t have entered the villa.

Qiao Enen stood before the mansion, lost in thought.

By the time Fu Qianshan’s car had completely disappeared from sight, the smile on Qiao Enen’s face had nearly frozen in place.

Phew… finally got rid of Fu Qianshan.

Qiao Enen glanced at the pitch-black sky and then at her phone, which showed it was nearly nine o’clock. She asked the System,  Should I head to Fu Qianshan’s villa now? 

The novel only mentioned that after leaving the banquet, heartbroken and distraught, she went to Fu Qianshan’s private villa, crying as she called him and begged to see him. However, the exact timing wasn’t specified.

Going to Royal View Courtyard now, completing the plot, and returning to sleep—perfect.

Immediately, Qiao Enen heard the System say, No, Host. The headquarters system has detected that you haven’t completed the previous plot point where the male lead, Lu Yanhui, throws red wine on you.

Without hesitation, Qiao Enen retorted, What do you mean I haven’t? I clearly…

Oh, right. Her clothes were dry. She really hadn’t completed that plot point.

Because Fu Qianshan stopped it?

What should I do? Qiao Enen asked anxiously. Let’s make it clear not completing that subplot today wasn’t my fault. Fu Qianshan suddenly appeared and disrupted the plot.

Rest assured, Host, the System replied. Although the plot point where the male lead, Lu Yanhui, throws red wine on you wasn’t completed, considering it wasn’t your fault, headquarters is offering you two options 1. Immediately return to the banquet hall and redo the subplot; 2. Complete a temporary subplot to replace the red wine incident.

Wait, they can do that? Qiao Enen asked.

So, if she ever encountered a plot point she really didn’t want to follow, she could just get Fu Qianshan to sabotage it?

So Fu Qianshan is actually useful?

Wait, first tell me what the temporary subplot is.

The temporary subplot is Soak Fu Qianshan’s suit and sit on him.

……? Qiao Enen stared in disbelief.