After Being Betrayed I Married the Glamorous CEO-Chapter 259 - 258: I, Long Qingwen, will remember you this time!

Wen Ruyue’s expression didn’t change much, but Li Juan’s scowl and murderous aura made it seem as if she were Wen Ruyue’s boss. Offending Wen Ruyue might be a small matter, but offending Li Juan meant this affair was far from over.

「Huaihai Hotel.」

Wen Ruyue and Li Juan met with Long Qingwen. He was a rotund, middle-aged man of about fifty, with a receding hairline and a smile that revealed a mouth full of yellow-stained teeth.

"Ruyue, long time no see." The man was none other than Long Qingwen, and he greeted Wen Ruyue with feigned charm. "You’ve finally decided to come see your brother Long."

Wen Ruyue politely shook his hand. However, once Long Qingwen took her hand, he seemed unwilling to let go. He squinted his naturally small eyes and deliberately rubbed her hand with his.

Wen Ruyue felt so sick she could have thrown up last night’s dinner. But what could she do? She was the one asking for a favor.

If she acted too assertively, Long Qingwen would definitely give her the cold shoulder and ignore her completely. A man of his stature was never ambiguous, whether in personality, presence, or decisive action.

With no other choice, Wen Ruyue forced a smile, humoring Long Qingwen and trying her best to keep him placated.

She didn’t have the luxury of thinking about anything else right now. After all, Shen Fanyun was pressing her relentlessly, and dealing with him was the absolute top priority. Otherwise, if Shen Fanyun really used Qin Lie’s network to sue her and she lost, she worried she might be left with nothing.

"Boss... Boss Long, long time no see," Wen Ruyue said, steeling herself as she regained her composure.

"Don’t call me Boss Long. That’s what my subordinates call me. With our relationship, there’s no need to be so formal. Calling me Boss Long just makes us sound distant," he said. "Ruyue, I’ve been utterly lovesick since we last parted."

"It’s not that I, Long Qingwen, haven’t seen my share of beautiful women or that I’m unworldly. It’s just that my dear Ruyue is too stunning, too unforgettable," he said with a playful grin. "Don’t call me Boss Long; it doesn’t sound right. Call me Brother Long from now on."

He thought for a moment, then changed his mind again. "Actually, ’Brother Long’ sounds a bit odd too. Just call me Qingwen. Yes, that’s better."

His hand never let go of hers, and his eyes roamed unabashedly over her voluptuous figure and prominent assets. Wen Ruyue tried to pull away, but Long Qingwen held on too tightly. It was clear he intended to use this turmoil as an excuse to take advantage of her.

"Come, let’s sit on the sofa and talk," Long Qingwen said, leading Wen Ruyue by the hand toward the sofa.

Along the way, he continued to caress her soft, smooth skin with feigned nonchalance, his eyes filled with intoxicated delight. When Wen Ruyue tried to pull her hand away again, Long Qingwen immediately tightened his grip.

Helpless, Wen Ruyue gave up on the idea. She had been in the entertainment industry for years; she was no innocent, unsullied maiden. This was a small price to pay, so she would just have to endure it.

"Boss Long, you must stand up for our Sister Wen," Li Juan interjected. "If I hadn’t stepped in today, Sister Wen would have been slapped in public."

"Look, I’m the one who took that slap for her," she said, thrusting her cheek toward Long Qingwen for inspection.

Shen Fanyun certainly hadn’t held back. Hours later, the red imprint of his fingers was still clearly visible on Li Juan’s face.

"He was that vicious?" Long Qingwen flew into a rage. "Hitting a woman so hard? How dare he! Who the hell is this bastard? Does he really think no one can touch him?"

He was thankful Li Juan had taken the blow. If Wen Ruyue had been the one slapped, he, Long Qingwen, wouldn’t have hesitated to make the offender’s entire family pay with their lives.

Li Juan sighed, her expression disheartened. "Boss Long, I’m not exaggerating or twisting the facts."

"When Sister Wen was threatened, I immediately mentioned your name. And guess what he did? He just sneered and said, ’Long Qingwen? Who the hell is that? Some nobody?’ You should have seen the smug, contemptible look on that Shen’s face! It was as if you were nothing but a fart to him."

Li Juan quickly waved her hands defensively. "Boss Long, I mean no offense! I’m just repeating his words."

Long Qingwen mulled this over. Was there really someone so arrogant in Hangcheng City?

"He doesn’t seem to be a local," Wen Ruyue added, frowning. "He has connections in Capital City." She didn’t bother mentioning Qin Lie, who seemed irrelevant to the current discussion.

"Oh?" Long Qingwen’s eyebrows shot up. "If he’s from Capital City, that makes things even easier," he said with utter confidence. "In that case, he must have heard of my renowned name. I imagine that as long as he isn’t a complete fool, he’ll come running over to apologize the moment he hears it’s me."

"Really?" Li Juan’s eyes lit up. Without a second thought, she pulled out her phone and found the number Shen Fanyun had left her. He had given it to them a couple of days ago when they were discussing a potential collaboration.

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. After about five seconds, the call connected.

Li Juan scoffed, her tone full of arrogance. "Is this Boss Shen? Someone wants to speak with you."

She respectfully handed the phone to Long Qingwen.

Long Qingwen took the phone with one hand, never releasing Wen Ruyue’s with the other. His voice instantly became authoritative. "Hello. This is Long Qingwen."

"I don’t care what your problem with Ruyue is, or what you’re planning to do. Let me make one thing clear: Ruyue is my woman. Before you touch her, you’d better think long and hard about whether you have my permission."

"So, here’s the deal. I’ll give you half an hour to get your ass over to the Huaihai Hotel and see me. Now!"

Shen Fanyun was eating with Lu Feiyan when the call came in. He wasn’t surprised, as he had expected Wen Ruyue to find someone to handle the situation. Still, wasn’t this guy’s tone a bit over the top? 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Idiot," Shen Fanyun said, then hung up.

Long Qingwen stared at his phone, stunned and speechless. The call had actually been disconnected. Not only that, but before hanging up, the person on the other end had gifted him a parting insult: "Idiot?"

Does this guy have a death wish? Doesn’t he know the weight my name, Long Qingwen, carries?

"Damn it! What kind of bastard is this? Is he tired of living?" Long Qingwen roared. In his entire life, no one had ever dared to disrespect him so blatantly.

"See? What did I tell you?" Li Juan said, shaking her head with an annoyed expression. "The guy is completely audacious and acts like he fears neither heaven nor earth." She wished Long Qingwen would go kill Shen Fanyun right this instant.

"Fine. Fine! You want to play tough with me? Go ahead," Long Qingwen snarled. "I, Long Qingwen, will remember you!"