On the day of her return to China, she was tied up and coaxed by the richest man to get her marriage

As Yu Zongxian spoke, Jiang Xintong's expression gradually stiffened.

A frenzied emotion surged through her body, which she gritted her teeth and endured, her cheek muscles twitching slightly.

It turns out that Uncle Yu really did give Yu Jinzhao 50 million, and he had just been showing off in front of her. No wonder she kept looking at him like he was a clown.

Both were given 50 million, but she was made to work for the Yu family while she could use it for eating, drinking, and having fun.

But when it comes to money for his own food, drink and entertainment, he only has three hundred yuan?

In stark contrast, I felt like a joke, and I couldn't help but think of the cold, disdainful look in her eyes when she turned around.

A phoenix is ​​a phoenix after all. Even if it has fallen from the branch due to its own schemes, it can still effortlessly return to the heavens to soar again, relying on its inherent pride and the favoritism of its family.

Despite his best efforts, he couldn't even catch up to her tail.

After giving his instructions, Yu Zongxian hung up the phone and then decisively opened Alipay to transfer 300 yuan to Jiang Xintong. Fortunately, he still had 100 yuan left in WeChat, enough for his cigarettes and alcohol for a week.

He raised an eyebrow and revealed a gentle smile, feeling that his stepfather had done a good job.

Hearing the busy tone on her phone, Jiang Xintong clenched her hands tightly, straining until her sharp nails dug into her palms, but she felt no pain.

She came to the Yu family at the age of twelve, and now it has been almost ten years. In her heart, she has long regarded herself as having the same status as Yu Jinzhao.

She even regarded Yu Zongxian as her own father. Now that she was being treated so unfairly by her own father, she felt wronged and heartbroken.

She really didn't understand. She was clearly more obedient, sensible, and considerate than Yu Jinzhao, and she had done so many things to sow discord, so why did Uncle Yu still only care about Yu Jinzhao?

He didn't even allow her to call him "Dad," she could only call him "Uncle"!

Is blood relation really that important?

Jiang Xintong's eyes reddened, and tears streamed down her face. It was as if she had returned to the days when she watched Yu Jinzhao shine brightly as he was pampered, while she herself felt pain and resentment...

Lin Hui walked over from behind, saw this, grasped her clenched and twisted hand, and reminded her in a low voice,

"Tongtong, this is the Bo family's territory, please don't behave improperly."

"Mom, why does Yu Jinzhao, who has so much, still want to take away my father's love?" Jiang Xintong asked as if she had suffered a great injustice.

If her scheme three years ago had failed, she could have tolerated living under Yu Jinzhao's thumb and being an ordinary stepdaughter.

However, for the past three years, everyone outside thought that Yu Jinzhao had fallen out of favor and treated her as the only eldest daughter of the Yu family...

Having enjoyed unparalleled honor, how can one accept being reduced to their original state?

Yu Jinzhao should be exiled abroad and never come back!

Lin Hui also felt sorry for her daughter and whispered to her, "Parents generally don't resent their own flesh and blood, so you don't need to be fixated on Zongxian's fatherly love. He can never spoil you more than his own daughter."

People value offspring, so all you need to do is please A-Xian. Yu Jinzhao is already married, and the Yu family will be inherited by A-Xian. In the future, she can only rely on her maternal brothers.

"And now you have taken her place in A-Xian's heart. Once you truly enter A-Xian's heart, everyone will recognize you as the eldest daughter of the Yu family, shedding the title of stepdaughter."

Jiang Xintong gradually calmed down.

Her mother was right. As long as she clung tightly to Yu Jinxian, she would one day be able to change her surname to Yu with dignity.

I can't wait to see how Yu Jinzhao will look in pain and despair at that time.

"Mom, couldn't you have a child with Uncle Yu before this? If we had a child, we could hold our heads high when we go out!" Jiang Xintong complained, feeling that her mother was too useless, having been married for ten years without any sign of pregnancy.

If they had a child, Uncle Yu would definitely not dote on Yu Jinzhao anymore.

Deep down, Jiang Xintong still wanted to have Yu Zongxian's love. She wanted to possess anything that belonged to Yu Jinzhao.

Lin Hui paused, then, as if realizing something, a complex mockery flashed in her eyes, "A child? Impossible in this lifetime..."

In Yu Zongxian's heart, he only loved his deceased first wife, and he sealed his heart and locked away his love for her, remaining chaste and pure.

He has been married to her for so many years, treating her with utmost respect, but has never touched her...

Once, she tried to get closer to him and accidentally touched his hand; he actually washed it for over half an hour...

He felt no love for her, only guilt!

Jiang Xintong was taken aback. Hearing her mother's words, could it be that her mother was infertile?

She steadied herself, her gaze sweeping across the auction hall. Bo Sibai was certain to appear tonight; she was determined to win his favor and enter the Bo family…

The Bo family has so many life-saving prescriptions that they can definitely cure Mom's infertility. When Mom has Uncle Yu's child, Yu Jinzhao will be completely abandoned.

Thinking about it, Jiang Xintong was full of fighting spirit, and her eyes gradually narrowed.

Yu Jinzhao, you just wait!

I will repay your contempt and insult a hundredfold in the future.

*

Meanwhile, on the third-floor corridor of the auction house, Bo Sibai stood quietly by the railing, looking down at the bustling crowd below.

He was surrounded by silence, as if the hustle and bustle of the world had been shut out in a separate world.

Wearing a sky-blue stand-up collar Chinese-style suit with ink-wash cloud patterns, the fabric drapes beautifully, and the cut is simple, elegant, and understated.

Like clouds parting to reveal the mountain face, snowflakes and bamboo stretching their waists.

Every guest at the banquet tonight is dressed in fine clothes, but he, as the host, is dressed so casually, which makes him seem quite lonely.

Suddenly, his clear, tea-like gaze fell upon Yu Jinzhao.

Simply because she was the only one wearing traditional Chinese clothing.

She stood out strikingly amidst the diverse attire of all the guests.

Like a gentle spring breeze caressing the willows, it swept lightly across his calm heart, stirring up ripples all around.

When his aunt was alive, she wore only traditional Chinese clothing every day, so he also developed a fondness for traditional Chinese clothing.

In today's fast-paced society, it's rare to see girls who like to wear traditional Chinese style clothing...

His gaze gradually moved upwards, finally settling on her face. When he saw her bright, fox-like eyes, he was momentarily stunned...

Those eyes... they look just like my aunt's...

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Tonight's show is going to be spectacular; every character you're looking for will be there, including the male lead.