Hanging up in a hurry, Xu Qinghuan rushed out to the street and hailed a cab. Treating Fu Yanshi had become like a job: she had to be available on demand, at his beck and call. Her mother’s accusation echoed in her mind—*shameless*. If only she had the luxury of pride. … When Xu Qinghuan arrived at Dongyue Bay and stepped inside, she found Fu Yanshi still in his suit, every bit the business elite,