“Jiajia, this is an emergency! Is there any way you can get me Mr. Fu’s phone number?” Having blocked him on WeChat and even left their shared groups, Xu Qinghuan’s only hope was Fu Jiajia. The voice on the other end was clearly still half-asleep, thick with drowsiness. “Who?!” “Fu Yanshi…” “If you’re sleepwalking, go back to bed.” “There’s no time to explain, I’m serious! It's urgent!” The director from the partner company had flown abroad right after signing the contract. She couldn't exactly ask him to fly back just to sign a new one with her, could she? Sensing she wasn't joking, Fu Jiajia sat up in bed and mulled it over. “I definitely can't get his number, but you could just go find him in his room.” Of course! Xu Qinghuan hung up immediately, threw on the first clothes she could find, and raced towards the hotel's presidential suite. But the moment she stepped out of the elevator on his floor, the president's secretary stopped her cold. “Hi, I need to see Mr. Fu. It’s important.” The secretary eyed her up and down, her tone severe. “Do you have an appointment?” Xu Qinghuan faltered. “…No.” The secretary's reply was just as blunt. “Then please leave.” “Couldn’t you make an exception? Just tell him Xu Qinghuan is here about something urgent. I know he’ll see me!” This time, the secretary didn't even bother to reply, acting as if she hadn't heard a word. Just as frustration began to set in, Fu Yanshi's deep voice resonated from within the suite. “Let her in.” ... Upon hearing Fu Yanshi's command, the secretary finally stepped aside. Xu Qinghuan pushed the suite door open cautiously and saw Fu Yanshi still in his ink-black silk robe, standing before the floor-to-ceiling windows. He held a cup of black coffee, which he sipped from time to time. When his gaze landed on her, Xu Qinghuan managed an awkward smile. “Mr. Fu, did you happen to find a contract the other day?” “‘The other day?’” Fu Yanshi’s thick brows arched as he strode toward her. “Which day would that be?” The pressure radiating from him was so intense that Xu Qinghuan instinctively took a few steps back. She knew Fu Yanshi was doing this on purpose, that changing the subject was useless, so she decided to just get it over with. “Mr. Fu, I texted the wrong person that night. I don't remember anything that happened after that! I honestly just came here today for the contract—” “Xu Qinghuan, I need a wife.” Cut off so abruptly, Xu Qinghuan couldn’t process it. “What?” “I said, marry me.” Fu Yanshi drew closer, his dark eyes fixed on her stunned face. “Think about it.” He said it as casually as if he were discussing the weather, but to Xu Qinghuan's ears, it sounded like she was hallucinating. She stood frozen for a long moment before finally speaking. “Mr. Fu, you don't have to test me.” Xu Qinghuan wasn't a fool. If Fu Yanshi needed a wife, women would be lining up for the chance. It would never fall to her. This could only be a test. A way to see if she was ambitious, if she was trying to marry her way to the top. Ignoring her, Fu Yanshi continued as if she hadn't spoken. “Your mother is being treated at the hospital? I can arrange for the best doctors for her, and I'll cover all her expenses. If you agree, we'll register our marriage tomorrow.” His tone was serious, and the expression on his handsome face held no trace of a joke. But… “Why?” “I already told you, I need a wife. As for why it's you—” Fu Yanshi paused. “Because you're the most suitable.”