His Genius Wife is a Superstar

In a great mood, Rose Young finally called her assistant to her office and they went over her full schedule and other important work messages. Afterwards, she got ready to head over to the morning meeting with all the other executives to report the statuses of their current projects directly to their President Jin.

Her heart fluttered and she felt a little giddy while looking forward to seeing Jin Liwei again. She seemed to ignore the fact that he had been treating her with obvious coldness, even contempt, and refusing to respond to her repeated attempts to talk to him, instead leaving all communications between the two of them through his annoying assistant, Xu Tian.

Along the way to the meeting room, she overheard something that stopped her cold. Her head whipped to the direction of a group of employees in her marketing department gathered around the coffee and tea station. [Read official chapters on W e b n o v e l. Please stop supporting piracy. Also follow author on Instagram: @arriacross]

"Did you see that magazine released today? Our President Jin and Iris Long are on the front cover!"

"Really?! Which magazine?!"

"I know! I saw it! President and Iris Long are featured in the December issue of À la Mode. I immediately bought a copy when I saw it at the convenience store on my way to work earlier this morning. Good thing I grabbed it because all the store's copies got quickly sold out while I was paying for mine at the cashier."

"Where's your magazine? Let me borrow it. Please! I wanna see!"

"Wait. Let me quickly grab it from my desk. I guarantee that you'll be all shocked when you see it."

"Hurry!"

When the person returned, she was carrying a copy of À la Mode China, one of the most popular and influential foreign magazines in the country. Indeed, this month's front cover featured a gorgeous wedding photo of Jin Liwei and Iris Long as they posed while standing on the picturesque islet surrounded by a clear koi fish pond in their home's indoor forest where they exchanged their marriage vows. Everyone gasped as they gawked at the photo.

"Holy. Shit. Pinch me. Are you all seeing what I'm seeing right now? Is this for real? Did our company president really marry Iris Long?"

"Uwah! Boss Iris looks so beautiful! She looks like a fairy queen! And of course, President Jin also looks like a king! They're a match made in heaven, no doubt about it!"

"There are more photos of the wedding and the banquet inside. Hurry and look. There's even an exclusive interview with the two of them!"

"Aaaw! Look! It's Young Master Popcorn and Young Miss Ice Cream as the flowercats! So cute!"

"Kyaaaaah! Prince Lin Lin looks so dashing!"

"Hot damn! Who's that big, gorgeous, muscled hunk with a scarred face?"

"You don't know him? He's Sir Lu Jianhong's grandson and our president's best friend—what the hell? Oh!"

"!!!"

"CMO Young!"

A cold-faced Rose snatched the magazine out of their hands, ignoring their terrified expressions, and then started glaring at the magazine's front cover. Her vision turned red as she saw the wedding photo and the matching rings on the bride and groom's fingers.

Despicable. Utterly despicable!

Her hands tightened from rage, wrinkling the magazine's smooth and glossy pages. The magazine's owner grimaced upon seeing her almost crumpled copy. The others watched in tense silence as their Chief Marketing Officer looked at the rest of the photos of President Jin and Iris Long and read the exclusive interview inside the magazine. The colleagues looked at each other while the Black Stars among them secretly rolled their eyes.

The moment was interrupted when Rose's assistant found them. "What are you all doing crowding there? It's time for work, not gossiping! Oh! CMO Young, you're still here? The meeting upstairs is about to start. If you don't hurry up, you'll be late."

Rose snapped out of her outraged daze. She glanced at her department's employees with cold, almost vicious eyes. "I'm confiscating this magazine." Then she left without a second glance.

When she was gone, the magazine's owner couldn't help but grumble in frustration at having her precious copy stolen by her department boss. Her colleagues' expressions weren't any better either. The Black Stars among them looked the most indignant.

"I haven't read the full interview yet. I was planning on enjoying it during lunch time. Now I have to wait to buy another copy after work—if there are other copies left at other stores."

"Let her be. I guess she hasn't given up yet on pursuing our president."

"Hmph! If she dares continue chasing after President Jin, then she'll really reduce herself into becoming a shameless and filthy homewrecker."

"Sssh! Not so loud. We're still in the workplace. Let's talk about this again after work. Let's buy our own copies of the magazine later."

"Too late. I just checked online and the magazine already sold out this morning. We'll have to wait until À la Mode releases more copies which they usually do for popular issues like this."

Everyone sighed at the thought of having to wait to get their own copies of the magazine. They couldn't wait to enjoy the gorgeous photos of their President Jin and his new wife, Iris Long.

Upstairs, Rose finally arrived at the meeting. Her eyes immediately zoomed in to the handsome and powerful man at the head of the table.

"You're late, CMO Young," Xu Tian remarked at her arrival. He was the one who spoke but everyone knew that he was President Jin's mouthpiece when communicating with Rose Young.

"Sorry, I'm late."

She still felt shaken inside from the magazine's front cover bombshell. However, she showed everyone a professional smile as she hurried to her designated seat.

"Good morning, President Jin, and welcome back."

Jin Liwei didn't respond to her greeting, but Xu Tian did for him, nodding at her. If this was before, she wouldn't have minded, but after learning that he was now married to that slut Iris Long, she almost couldn't control herself. It took a tremendous amount of effort to maintain a neutral expression on her face even as her perfectly manicured fingernails dug hard into her palms, almost wounding herself.