Rebirth 78 was replaced by a husband, the cold educated youth pulled the curtains every day

Seeing these people, Shu Wen's expression suddenly tensed.

The next second, a young man wearing a blue shirt and a spotted tie around his neck walked through the crowd and came to Shu Wen.

When she saw this person, Shu Wen's eyebrows were almost squeezed into a straight line.

"Shu Wen, you have no idea how much effort I put into finding you. I even gave up my business and flew to Guangzhou overnight to meet you. Do you know how worried I am about you?"

(Do you know how much effort I put into finding you? I gave up my business and flew to Guangzhou overnight to meet you. Do you know how worried I was about you?)

When Song Yaozu spoke, his face was full of concern, as exaggerated as it could be.

This made Shu Wen feel even more disgusted.

If she hadn't seen with her own eyes Song Yaozu and his female secretary taking a bath together in the hotel bathroom, she might have really thought that this guy cared about her a lot.

"I told you, we have nothing to do with each other anymore. Don't come looking for me. I won't marry you. When we get back to Hong Kong, I'll ask my dad to cancel the engagement."

(I told you that we will no longer have any relationship and I will not marry you. When I return to Hong Kong, I will ask my father to cancel the engagement.)

Shu Wen looked at Song Yaozu with annoyance.

Originally, she didn't like the greasy-haired and powdered Song Yaozu, always feeling that he was wearing a mask.

But the Song family and their Shu family had been friends for two generations, and in her generation, the two families had arranged a marriage for her early on.

The Shu family has been engaged in grain business in Hong Kong on a large scale and is considered one of the famous grain merchants in Hong Kong.

The Song family is mainly engaged in shipping, and is quite large in scale, owning more than 20 cargo ships of various sizes. Although not as powerful as the Shu family, it can still be considered a wealthy family.

However, if a global oil crisis breaks out at any time, oil prices will soar, shipping costs will increase sharply, and many shipping companies will fall into difficulties.

Their Song family also suffered a great impact in this crisis, was burdened with serious debt problems, and was on the verge of bankruptcy.

Therefore, the Shu family, which was wealthy but had only one daughter, became the last straw in the eyes of the Song family.

The Song family is eager to facilitate the marriage between Song Yaozu and Shu Wen in order to bind the Shu family.

But compared to saving his own hopeless shipping company, Song Yaozu's ambition is even greater. He wants to completely swallow up the entire Shu family by marrying Shu Wen!

This trip to Binjiang to inspect the grain market was made by him on behalf of the Shu family in order to further gain the trust of the Shu family.

Seeing that Shu Wen still looked annoyed with him.

Song Yaozu once again performed affectionately: "What do I want to say? You have to believe me first. Lucy and I really have nothing to do. She just helps me bring some clean clothes. You believe me, I just love you."

(What should I say so that you will believe me? There is really nothing between Lucy and me. She just helps me deliver clean clothes. You have to believe me, I only love you.)

Song Yaozu's hypocrisy was beyond Shu Wen's imagination.

"Love? You don't think I'm just some idiot girl who's always thinking about dating, do you?"

(Love? You don’t think I’m just an idiot with a love-brained mind, do you?)

"Bury your poor performance."

"You really make me so angry!"

(Stop your poor performance, you make me sick!)

After Shu Wen finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave.

She really didn't want to have anything to do with this disgusting man anymore.

Zhao Xiaolong stood next to Shu Wen and listened to the two people's chatter the whole time.

To be honest, he didn't understand a word.

However, from the tone and expression of the conversation between the two, Zhao Xiaolong could tell that they knew each other, but the woman seemed to dislike this exquisitely dressed young man.

Lu Ye also saw the arrival of this group of people.

It was obvious that the woman ran out alone, probably to avoid the young man who was leading the group.

In stories of tragic love affairs among wealthy families, there are usually all kinds of hypocritical quarrels between rich young men and rich young women, and one or two poor people who are trying hard to survive are inserted in between.

Then the poor, with the perception that they only love you as a person, not your family’s money, interfere in other people’s lives and are looked down upon and criticized.

The final result is often that the rich young man and the rich young lady, oppressed by their family, end up living a life without love, only physical collisions.

The poor boy and girl were filled with pain, and either hid in the earth or turned evil and determined to seek revenge.

In short, such stories exist both in novels and in reality.

In the end, those who get hurt are almost all poor people.

In fact, the reason is very simple.

True love is being willing to let go and let the one you love live a peaceful and happy life.

Instead of taking it for granted that only you can bring happiness to the other person, that is not love, that is selfish.

The reality is that the steamed buns you give away with all your money are not as nutritious as the steak you give away casually.

One sentence: I love her, I can even die for her. He wants to ascend to heaven overnight and obtain the wealth accumulated by generations of others.

This is bullshit!

Lu Ye was worried that Zhao Xiaolong would make a mistake, and he didn't want Zhao Xiaolong to get involved in other people's disputes for no reason, so he took a few steps forward.

Shouted: "Xiaolong, come back, we are leaving."

"Brother Ye, but..."

Lu Ye waved his hand to hail a taxi, opened the door, ignored Zhao Xiaolong's hesitation, and shouted again: "Get in, let's go!"

"You get in the car too and sit in the front." Lu Ye said to Su Yunjie.

"okay."

Su Yunjie withdrew his gaze, opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat of the taxi.

Zhao Xiaolong hesitated for a moment, but finally listened to Lu Ye's words, walked to the front of the car, glanced at Shu Wen not far away, and got into the car.

Just as Lu Ye was about to get into the car.

But a figure got there before him, pushed him aside, and rushed in first.

As the long white legs finally retracted into the car, Lu Ye came to his senses and looked down into the car.

"Girl, this is the taxi we took."

Shu Wen sat in the middle of the back row, trying hard to put on a pitiful expression.

"I don't want to be taken away by those people. Please help me, please don't kick me out of the car."

Shu Wen's beautiful eyes became crescent-shaped, and her mouth was pouted in grievance, like a weak woman seeking protection. She really made me feel sorry for her.

But this trick has no effect on Lu Ye at all.

Lu Ye shook his head: "Girl, you rich second-generations playing emotional games with each other, it's best not to involve others. We have something else to do, please get out of the car."

Lu Ye had just finished speaking.

A harsh, joking voice echoed from behind him: "Mainland boy, I've booked this car. Tell your people to get off and this is the money."

Song Yaozu walked behind Lu Ye, holding an exquisite leather wallet in his hand, and took out a stack of Great Unity banknotes from it. Judging from the thickness, there must be at least thirty or fifty of them.

Lu Ye turned around and looked at the young man who dressed himself up like a nightclub prince.

Holding a few hundred dollars in his hand, he looked so arrogant that he looked down on others. It was really ignorant.

"Our Young Master Song wants to charter this car. Let your people get off, and the money will be yours." The translator next to him also said to Lu Ye arrogantly.

Lu Ye glanced at the banknotes in Song Yaozu's hand, curled his lips and shook his head.

"What, you don't want to?"

The translator looked at Lu Ye in surprise. Considering the low living standards of mainland Chinese, a few hundred yuan was already a considerable sum of money.

Lu Ye looked directly at Song Yaozu, a smile on his face, and said seriously:

"You have to pay more~!"