Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

Chapter 354 -354: If You Want to Mess with Me, Get in Line First

“Miss Asher, since your foot seems fine now, why don’t you go change clothes first? I’ll be on my way.” Fang Jueyu moved to grab the door handle.

But Asher blocked the way with her body, immediately shielding the door handle behind her as she reached out to grab Fang Jueyu’s hand.

Her once innocent and pitiful expression vanished, replaced by an extreme allure.

“Damn, a top-tier white lotus flower,” he thought, realizing this wasn’t entering a lair of Spider Demons, but rather a fox spirit’s den. He’d encountered many women, but none as bold as this.

“Mr. Fang, it’s just the two of us here. You can do whatever you want,” Asher said, tracing her slender fingers over his chest.

“Miss Asher, kindly show some respect,” Fang Jueyu brushed her hand away with a slap. “I have a girlfriend, and Xinyu considers you a friend. You’ve only just met, but doing something like this seems rather inappropriate, doesn’t it?”

“Don’t worry, Xinyu is still helping Bianase change clothes. As long as we hurry, they won’t find out,” Asher replied with a coquettish smile. “I don’t need you to take any responsibility. Isn’t that what men like you enjoy the most?”

Claiming no responsibility—anyone would find that hard to believe.

Of course, Asher didn’t expect to get much from Fang Jueyu. She was also a public figure, a rising star in the music industry, but if she had leverage over him, even someone as powerful as Fang Jueyu couldn’t remain unmoved.

Every year, the competition at the Grammy awards was fierce. Anywhere there were people, there was a micro-society, and with it came shady dealings.

Regardless of how glamorous award winners appeared on stage annually, the dealings behind the scenes were incredibly dark. Judges’ lists were released early, and anyone with some capability would try to connect with those judges.

Those with backing or connections would use power to make the judges submit. The wealthy would do everything they could, throwing money around to bribe and sway them.

Female singers with beauty but no background or money could only rely on their bodies. The lengths they would go to were not hard to imagine.

If Asher could get close to Fang Jueyu, leveraging his connections and financial power to help her win one or two Grammy awards would certainly be possible.

She was undoubtedly smarter than many women. If she were to cling to those judges, many would just use her and ghost her afterward, leaving her with nothing.

Targeting Fang Jueyu instead was an excellent strategy, and she’d even deliberately befriended Guo Xinyu earlier as part of her plan.

Just not long ago, when those three arrived, she’d overheard people whispering around her. Although she didn’t know what the “Lorfis family” represented, it was undoubtedly a behemoth.

Realizing that such power seemed just a part of Fang Jueyu’s influence only made her more determined.

“Miss Asher, not every man is like that,” Fang Jueyu distanced himself from Asher.

All men liked beautiful women; Fang Jueyu was no exception. When he saw beautiful women, he would take a few extra glances; however, he had his limits.

Even if he were to find another woman outside his relationship, it had to be someone who truly loved him. Clearly, the look in Asher’s eyes revealed that she was only interested in his wealth, status, and position.

No matter how beautiful such women were, they weren’t worth an extra moment of his attention.

“Alright, Miss Asher, I’m leaving now. I can pretend none of this happened. You should change your clothes.”

“Mr. Fang, won’t you reconsider?” Asher showed no intention of leaving. “You know, it’s just the two of us here. If I were to cry harassment, what would happen next?”

“Are you threatening me?” Fang Jueyu’s eyes turned cold. A moment ago, he was merely displeased; now, he was genuinely angry.

The air around them suddenly chilled. Asher couldn’t help but shiver, unsure where the fear was coming from.

“Think what you like, Mr. Fang, but if people found out we were here, it wouldn’t look good for your reputation.”

“Aren’t you afraid of damaging your own name?”

“Heh, I’m just a helpless young woman, and you didn’t get your way—at most, people would sympathize with me.”

“Quite the schemer. You’d be missing out if you didn’t pull this act in Huaxia,” Fang Jueyu thought, almost wanting to applaud for Asher. If he were just an ordinary person, he’d likely have to pay to avoid trouble today.

If word got out, with Asher’s pitiful demeanor, people would think Fang Jueyu tried to take advantage of her because of his wealth and power.

“Miss Asher, sorry, but your threat doesn’t work on me. If you want to call people over, go ahead,” Fang Jueyu shrugged, looking indifferent.

After going back and forth for so long without Fang Jueyu budging, Asher’s patience was wearing thin.

“You leave me no choice,” Asher was about to scream for help when she found that her voice couldn’t come out!

Grabbing her throat, she stared at Fang Jueyu in disbelief; why couldn’t she speak all of a sudden?

Then she realized she couldn’t even move, as if some invisible force had restrained her.

Her gaze at Fang Jueyu shifted to one of fear. What else could explain this if not him?

“Miss Asher, don’t underestimate me. If I didn’t have some skills, I’d have been eaten alive long ago,” Fang Jueyu said. “Your body will regain mobility in ten minutes, but let’s hope ‘Yin Zhiping’ doesn’t come barging in!”

“Oh, by the way!” Fang Jueyu suddenly pulled out a piece of paper and a pen, scribbling on it rapidly.

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The paper had a number on it, a big 10086.

“Miss Asher, the number of people who like me could circle the earth twice. Many want to seduce me, but you’re not even in line. There are 10085 people ahead of you, so take this number and wait in line!”

“Are you fooling idiots? You have 10085 people chasing you? You think being handsome, talented, and rich makes you so great? (It actually does) A beautiful woman throws herself at you, and you refuse? Do you have some physical ailment?” Asher wanted to curse Fang Jueyu out but found she couldn’t make a sound.

Fang Jueyu moved her away from the door, “Alright, we’ll meet again if fate allows, my number 10086 pursuer!”