Return of the King, Dominating the City

Chapter 1676 - 1570: I’m Not Henpecked

The small circle group over there was planning to attack Xiang Rong at night, while Song Yun also took Chen Mengjie away from Feng Gang.

"I’ll take you back in a bit. Stay at the hotel and don’t go anywhere," Song Yun said calmly to Chen Mengjie as he sat in the car arranged by Meng Ku.

"Are you guys really going to... go for Xiang Rong tonight?" Chen Mengjie said, her face a bit pale.

"Hmm!" Song Yun nodded and said, "Once he’s dead, you won’t have any trouble, will you?"

"But... that’s... killing... killing somebody," Chen Mengjie frowned. She had been in the entertainment circle long enough to hear tales of who got taken out by whom, but hearing about such things is completely different from having them happen around you. Although Xiang Rong forced her to make a movie, she felt he didn’t deserve death. Song Yun talked about killing as if it’s nothing. A few hours ago, Chen Mengjie was almost kidnapped, so she was full of anger and didn’t have many other feelings. But now, as she calmed down, her heart was pounding erratically.

Song Yun chuckled and said, "Helping you is just convenient; I have my own motives too. Just pretend you didn’t see anything and have a good sleep at the hotel. The next morning, it’ll all be over."

"But... sigh." Chen Mengjie wanted to say something more but remained silent upon seeing Song Yun’s look.

"Some people are generally pretty weak," Song Yun said first upon noticing Chen Mengjie’s expression. "At first, when they get bullied, they feel very angry, but later, after considering the pros and cons, the anger diminishes. Later, self-consolation happens, and it’s as if nothing occurred. Back in the Republic days, this was called the AQ mentality; most people are used to mental victories. But for me, if someone offends me, if someone is a stumbling block in my path, I’ll deal with them. It’s that simple. I’m not one to compromise; should I go talk facts and logic with others? If someone respects me, I’ll respect them tenfold, but if someone offends me even slightly, I will take everything from them."

"You’re so domineering," Chen Mengjie watched as Song Yun’s eyes filled with dominance, her heart trembling violently. In her impression, Song Yun was a gentle man with some sly, shameless, and lecherous traits. But at this moment, such a gentle man was exuding such domineering eyes, threatening to shatter Chen Mengjie’s not-so-strong heart. Chen Mengjie had already fallen for Song Yun at first sight, and now being shaken by Song Yun again, she could say she was completely sinking in.

The power of the protagonist’s aura is immense. It not only makes passersby rush to call him boss, but it also makes women fall before his jeans.

But is this really the protagonist’s aura?

No matter what others believe, Song Yun doesn’t believe it.

Years later, when talking about the events during this Hong Kong trip, Song Yun said it happened because we had undergone months of brewing and fermenting, which led to Hong Kong’s thick and thin yield, then resulting in the current situation. The protagonist aura specifically refers to that which can make a woman, whom you’ve met only a few times, eagerly wait for the protagonist to favor her; it’s completely different.

"Dominant is just dominant," Song Yun, still unaware that Chen Mengjie had already fallen for him, looked wistfully out the window and said, "Back in Sunan, I was often at a disadvantage; sometimes, even if someone took advantage of me, thinking about the bigger picture and the situation, I endured as if nothing happened. Later, when I moved to Beijing, then too as a minor voice, if bullied, I’d grit my teeth and endure till I finally got listed in the family registry, eventually making a name in Beijing. After the Pearl River Delta trip and completing a series of events, I had the confidence to be this way. This time, whoever stands in my way, I’ll take them down, whoever plots against me, I’ll take them down, whoever dares to step on me, I’ll take them down!"

Chen Mengjie gazed at Song Yun, suddenly feeling a certain transformation in him. It seemed like Song Yun had metamorphosed from a sly man to a devoted businessman!

Chen Mengjie was about to praise Song Yun, saying he finally got on the right track, contributing to the happier lives of people worldwide. But Song Yun’s face suddenly changed instantly from dominant wistfulness to sly lechery.

Chen Mengjie was sure of Song Yun’s expression because besides his expression changing, Song Yun also said some words.

"Chen Mengjie, now I’m your boss. You see, for movie company bosses, who doesn’t have unspoken rules? Shouldn’t I do the same?" Song Yun said coyly.

Chen Mengjie was stunned, then blushed, saying, "What... What are you talking about?"

"Actually, I’m quite curious!" Song Yun looked at Chen Mengjie and asked, "You’re so beautiful and a great singer; if you called out, it might be tempting enough for anyone to hold back. Why did your boss never make a move on you?"

"I remember you asked before, why are you asking again?" Chen Mengjie said.

"Did I ask? Maybe I forgot, but you could answer once more," Song Yun said.

"Our boss appreciates me, truly appreciates me. Also, my boss’s wife is very powerful, with connections within the red-wall networks. Though the relationship is distant, it’s genuine. So in short, my boss is whipped, not just me, but the many beauties in the company — he hasn’t touched a single one!"

"What a good man!" Song Yun exclaimed, "Lucky I’m not whipped. Since I’m your boss now, we... can follow the unspoken rules."

"How... how do we follow the rules?" Chen Mengjie blushed deeply, asking with her head down. Previously, if she heard words like Song Yun’s, she might just flip, but a woman’s heart works this way — once it’s attached to someone, even if that person farts, she will find it fragrant.

Song Yun intended to tease Chen Mengjie to divert her focus away from his act of killing, preventing future troubles or leaving a bad impression. Unexpectedly, Chen Mengjie neither turned away nor protested and assumed a ’if you wish, do as you please’ demeanor, leaving Song Yun amazed. Could it be that my charm is indeed invincible?