The male supporting role was captured by the protagonist after his rebirth

Deng Shentong quickly rushed back to Deng Garden.

Separated by a sea of ​​pure white roses, the two people's eyes met and looked at each other from afar.

Zhang Yi saw the graceful figure in white at a glance. He still looked so elegant and noble, and had not changed much from the last time they met.

And what about yourself?

Zhang Yi didn't even dare to look in the mirror. He probably looked like a mentally ill patient suffering from bipolar disorder. He was going crazy just by hearing some news about Deng Shentong.

How could Deng Shentong act so calm and composed? !

Zhang Yi stared at him gloomily, a smile uglier than crying appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said viciously: "Only in this way will you come to see me?"

Deng Shentong looked at him expressionlessly, then moved his gaze to the incendiary bomb in Zhang Yi's hand and frowned slightly.

His pale lips opened and closed, and the words he uttered were also cold: "Zhang Yi, have you had enough of making trouble? If you have, go back."

"Deng Shentong!"

Zhang Yi was completely infuriated by his frivolous attitude.

He threw down the incendiary bomb, rushed up like crazy, grabbed his shoulders and shook him hard, roaring uncontrollably: "What's with your attitude?!"

Deng Shentong felt so much pain from being grabbed by those hands that he couldn't help but groan, and his ears were buzzing because of the roar.

Crazy, brutal, and unreasonable, the person in front of him seemed to have torn off the disguise of kindness and loyalty, revealing his true face as ferocious as a beast.

There was an uncontrollable fire in his eyes, which seemed to devour all reason.

"What attitude do you want me to have?"

Deng Shentong raised his eyebrows and sneered.

The arrogance in his heart was also aroused by Zhang Yi's attitude, and his whole body suddenly burst out with a sharp aura that made it difficult for people to look directly at him.

Was he being too gentle, almost making Zhang Yi forget that he was the captain of the God Team?

Deng Shentong's eyes were terribly cold, and he said word by word: "Are you questioning me? In what capacity are you questioning me?"

Deng Shentong grabbed Zhang Yi's hand and forcefully pried open his fingers one by one.

"Zhang Yi, make your position clear!"

Zhang Yi was pushed by him and sat down on the ground.

He raised his head and looked at Deng Shentong, who was looking down at him with contempt and provocation on his face, looking very arrogant.

Zhang Yi suddenly felt that Deng Shentong had become so unfamiliar. The gentle, brilliant figure in his memory seemed to be shattered in an instant, revealing the cruel reality.

That's right, he is the proud son of Blizzard City, how could he be trapped by mere emotions.

Zhang Yi no longer cared about his anger, but was more confused and panicked.

Deng Shentong was clearly right in front of him, so why couldn't he seem to find him?

He spoke with some uncertainty: "...Didn't you say you wouldn't leave me? If you don't like her, why did you agree to the engagement? Isn't it..."

Zhang Yi's voice became more and more excited. He looked at Deng Shentong with a pleading look, as if he had found a life-saving straw.

"They forced you, right? You're lying to me! You would never agree to the marriage proposal. It must be Zhu Zheng who forced you! He teamed up with Deng Yuanbo to put pressure on you, right? Isn't that right? Speak up!"

Deng Shentong chuckled, tilted his head, and there was a hint of teasing in his eyes:

"Don't be so self-righteous, Zhang Yi. Do you know me well?"

Zhang Yi's pupils shrank and he looked at him in panic.

"Why do you think I won't agree?"

Deng Shentong glanced at him and said indifferently: "Zhu Zheng's condition is to let me take over as the commander-in-chief. Why wouldn't I agree to such a condition?"

He bent down and looked at Zhang Yi, sizing up his disheveled appearance.

"The Deng family has been doing business for generations, and I am also a businessman. As long as the other party offers enough chips, the deal will be done, right?"

Deng Shentong narrowed his eyes and smiled. His silver hair fell on the sides of his face because he lowered his head, making his face even more beautiful.

However, in Zhang Yi's eyes, he had never seemed so hateful. He wanted to rush up and tear off the exquisite mask to see how sincere the other party was.

He breathed heavily, his eyes filled with strong reluctance and stubbornness: "What about between you and me? Is this also a deal?!"

"trade?"

Deng Shentong straightened up, tucked his scattered hair behind his ears, and shook his head gently.

Just as a little hope rose in Zhang Yi's eyes, he saw Deng Shentong revealing a contemptuous and sarcastic smile.

"No, you're just a dog I keep."

After saying this, he seemed to have lost his patience in communicating with Zhang Yi. He completely ignored the other party's resentful look and turned around to leave.

He originally thought that after talking to this point, Zhang Yi must be completely disappointed in him.

Unexpectedly, when he reached the door, his arm was grabbed.

This time, Zhang Yi's force was very light, almost cautious.

Deng Shentong sighed, looked back, and was surprised to find that the man who was always calm and restrained had red eyes and two lines of tears sliding down the corners of his eyes.

Zhang Yi was actually crying.

Deng Shentong's heart seemed to be squeezed hard. He couldn't tell whether he felt bitter or helpless, but his tone remained unmoved: "Do you have anything else to say?"

"Aren't you a businessman? I still have value! I can prove that I am more useful than Zhu Yunque!"

Zhang Yi looked at him anxiously, his expression like a stray dog ​​abandoned by its owner, with a kind of humble fear and fragility.

"Don't you just want power? What else do you want? Do you want to become stronger or richer? I'll give it to you! I'll give you all of them! Just give me some time..."

Zhang Yi grabbed his arm as if he was grabbing the last piece of driftwood in the turbulent water, and his choked voice sounded like a plea.

"Please... don't leave me..."

Deng Shentong looked at his hysterical appearance quietly, with a slightly bitter smile on his face.

"Zhang Yi, don't be so naive. Sometimes adults don't have that many choices."

He gently broke free from Zhang Yi's hand.

Deng Shentong was about to turn around and leave, but he turned back to look at the desperate young man and shattered his last shred of fantasy:

"My engagement party will be in three days, remember to come, Vice Captain Zhang."

Zhang Yi sat down on the ground exhausted, covering his face and sobbing helplessly.

The sea of ​​flowers around was quiet, as if in mourning.