Bold and passionate love: Acting coquettishly in Mr. Huo's arms

This complex emotion, after experiencing countless things, evolved into hatred that could not be obtained.

Until now, he seemed to have no right to hate.

She stood there as usual, as if in the clouds, dazzlingly beautiful.

And he fell into the mud, getting farther and farther away from her.

He once thought that he was the savior of her poor life, appearing in her world and performing a love story with her between a rich boy and a girl from the slums.

Now, the dream is finally shattered.

He finally realized that she was never a little white flower from the slums who stood there, waiting for salvation and the love of others.

She is the flaming rose among thorns, the phoenix dancing in the flames, and the plum blossom that stands proudly on the branches despite weathering wind and snow.

She didn't belong to him, and she never would.

You will not be kept in captivity by him, but will brave the wind and waves, cut through thorns and brambles, and walk your way to prosperity.

Zhong Shaoyang unconsciously exerted force on his hands and his body was shaking.

"Brother Shaoyang, you hurt me!"

Li Mian couldn't help but let out a low cry. Noticing that his expression was not right, she immediately showed some resentment on her face.

Unwilling to embarrass herself in front of her rival, she lowered her voice, her nails digging into the flesh of the person next to her: "Brother Shaoyang, you're still thinking about her, right? You still can't forget her and you're obsessed with her, right?"

"Don't be so delusional. Even though Mrs. Zhong is gone, she is the head lady of the Huo family. Are you worthy of her?"

Li Mian couldn't help but sneer, spitting venom uncontrollably: "Now I'm the only one who wants you, I'm the only one willing to support a piece of trash like you! You're not allowed to look at her again, do you hear me?!"

She spoke fiercely, but she couldn't help feeling confused and sad in her heart.

She didn't know why things had come to this.

Why does her marriage life and her love have to rely on such threats to maintain it?

She didn't even know whether Zhong's bankruptcy was a good thing or a bad thing.

At least, Zhong Shaoyang has nothing left. If he wants to maintain a life of luxury, he can only rely on her, right?

Although, the Li family has been severely damaged because of her willfulness.

That’s right, this time Zhong Zeshan invited Ruan Xingchen over to witness the Zhong family suffer the consequences of their own actions.

Even though Li Mian threatened to commit suicide, forcing Mr. and Mrs. Li to lend a helping hand, the Zhong family still could not hold on any longer.

Project Z started to be re-bid, and Zhong was unable to repay the bank loan and began to go through bankruptcy procedures.

From today on, there will be no more Zhong family in H City.

Hearing Li Mian's words that hit home, Zhong Shaoyang's expression could not help but change drastically, with a dark emotion in his eyes.

No man can endure such humiliation.

However, he knew clearly that after today, he would no longer be the heir of the Zhong family, but would have to bear the debt with his parents and become a pauper with negative assets.

If he wants to maintain a decent life, the only person he can rely on is Li Mian.

Restraining his anger, he forced a smile and raised his hand to rub Li Mian's shoulders.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. Does it still hurt?"

His voice was gentle, and he lowered his head and whispered, "She has ruined our family like this, how could I still miss her? I hated her, so I couldn't control my emotions. Xiao Mian, you have to believe me. After going through all this, I already understood that you are the only good girl worthy of my love."

His eyes were affectionate and his gaze was soft as water.

Li Mian looked up at him, and when he saw that he didn't seem to be lying and stopped looking at Ruan Xingchen, he felt a little relieved.

No matter the bad words from Zhong Dingguo and Lin Rou, the secret lawsuit between Zhong Shaoyang and Li Mian, or the complicated look from Zhong Sisi, none of them could move the two people who had just entered the room.

"Ms. Ruan, please take a seat."

Zhong Zeshan walked in first without considering himself as an outsider at all.

After clearing an area on the messy sofa, he simply took off his suit jacket and covered it with it.

Then he bowed politely and chuckled, "I'm sorry, my brother and his wife are used to being arrogant and never care about the etiquette of hospitality. Please forgive me."

"Zhong Zeshan!"

If there was anything Zhong Dingguo could not tolerate in his life, it was being ridiculed and denied by his younger brother.

He seemed to have his tail stepped on, and he jumped up and roared, "You bastard! What qualifications do you have to tell me what to do?"

Zhong Zeshan turned a deaf ear.

Ruan Xingchen didn't react at all.

She was wearing a goose yellow long dress today. The silk fabric fit her body well, showing off her perfect figure.

Her skin was as white as snow, and as she walked, her long white legs were faintly visible at the side slit.

The earrings on her ears swayed slightly with her movements, falling on her delicate collarbone, adding a touch of charm.

She sat down gracefully and calmly.

Her slender jade fingers supported her small chin, her red lips curled slightly, and her tone was light and charming: "Go on."

Although she was sitting on an ordinary sofa, surrounded by messy debris and stains of spilled tea, she looked like she was sitting on a noble throne.

She looks down on the world like a queen, high above everyone else, totally out of place in this environment.

Seeing her sit down, Zhong Zeshan's eyes showed a hint of smile, then he straightened up and adjusted his tie.

Zhong Dingguo then realized that he was different today. He was suffocated for a moment, like a chicken with its neck strangled. He couldn't speak and seemed to be vaguely frightened.

Over the years, he has become accustomed to Zhong Zeshan's decadent appearance, his indifference to everything, his muddled life, and his day-to-day life.

It seemed that with the death of his wife and daughter, his heart also died, and he was left with only a walking corpse, living by instinct.

Only now did he notice that his younger brother, who was once praised as a prodigy and a business genius, had a new, neatly cut haircut, his suit was ironed without a single wrinkle, and he carefully matched his tie to his shirt.

There was light again in his cloudy eyes.

It was as if he had traveled through twenty years, and the young man who was pressing down on him, full of halo, suppressing him to the point of having no sense of existence, and full of high spirits, was back.

"Zhong Zeshan, the Zhong family is gone, gone!"

Zhong Dingguo seemed to be crazy, roaring and laughing crazily: "The Zhong family is mine for the rest of my life, and will never belong to you, hahahahaha... You will never be able to inherit the Zhong family in your lifetime, you useless piece of shit! A coward who only knows how to indulge in sentimental love!"

Seeing him like this, Zhong Zeshan's eyes showed a bit of pity, and he said slowly: "Do you think I care about the Zhong family?"

"How could you not care?"

Zhong Dingguo's face was filled with ferocity as he roared, "Do you think I don't know? The old man wants to pass the company on to you without me... He's dreaming! I'm the eldest son, why should I?!"

"Since you don't want to pass the company to me, I will destroy you!"

He laughed loudly and said madly, "I want to make the old man see clearly that his so-called genius and his pride are nothing but a hopeless Liu Adou!"