Han Yichen swept his gaze over Shen Mofei only to see the latter hold Mr. Song indifferently as if everything that transpired earlier had nothing to do with him. He quietly clenched his hands on either side. He could not deny that Shen Mofei's background and looks were better than his, but he was bitter, bitter that he had lost to Shen Mofei. He could not love Song Anyi, but he had to love his own self-esteem. He knew that the moment he left, it would be difficult for him to get close to Song Anyi, as well as Mr. and Mrs. Song again. So, he could not just leave like that. What happened next made Song Anyi, Mr. Song, and Mrs. Song stare at him in shock. There was even a fluctuation in the calm eyes of the indifferent Shen Mofei. Han Yichen had suddenly knelt on the ground. "Uncle, Auntie..." He looked at Mr. Song and Mrs. Song apologetically as his eyes slowly turned red. "I was too selfish back then, causing you harm and letting all of you down. I'm really sorry, really r
Song Anyi helped Mr. Song to sit down on the sofa in the living room before she went to the kitchen with Mrs. Song to get some water. That left only Mr. Song and Shen Mofei in the living room. Mr. Song turned to look at Shen Mofei and sighed heavily. "Mofei, I'm really sorry for letting you witness such an embarrassing scene." Shen Mofei smiled and shook his head. "It's okay, Uncle." Mr. Song sighed heavily again and said indignantly, "That Han Yichen is an ingrate. You have no idea how well Auntie and I treated him in the past. Yet, to advance his career, he got involved with that girl from the Yang Family and even framed Auntie and I. We were really fooled by him, but it was Anyi who suffered the most." After they were taken away by the police, one could guess how Anyi had suffered during that time; as her parents, they could not even stay by her side to comfort her and could only worry about her in their cells. Thankfully, there was someone with her then. Thinking abou
A father’s greatest wish was for his daughter to find a man who loved her and to be happy for the rest of her life. Now, it seemed like she had found one. ... The moment Han Yichen got home, Yang Qianqian immediately greeted him and questioned, "Where have you been? Did you go looking for Song Anyi?" Han Yichen raised his eyes to look at the angry woman before him. Frowning slightly, he retorted in a dissatisfied tone, "Qianqian, can you stop being so suspicious?""Me, suspicious?" Yang Qianqian blew her top and pointed at his nose as she yelled, "Han Yichen, don't think I don't know what you’re thinking about. You think that the Yang Family has lost its power. Don't look down on me or the Yang Family. You’re thinking about returning to that b*tch to satisfy your ambitions!" He was already aggrieved by Song Anyi and her family. Hearing Yang Qianqian's unreasonable accusations now, Han Yichen's temper flared, and he shouted back at Yang Qianqian, "Yes, I look down on you and th
"You..." Han Yichen raised his hand toward her but suddenly stopped. It was because she was staring right at him, and ice-cold hatred roiled within her eyes. His hand could not help but tremble, and he instantly calmed down. Recalling what he had said to her and that he almost hit her, he scratched his head in frustration before he took a deep breath and looked at her apologetically."Qianqian, I'm sorry. It's my fault, I shouldn’t have done that to you." His admission to his mistakes did not make Yang Qianqian feel any better. Instead, she sneered, "Don't bother. Weren't you looking down on me? Why apologize to me, then?" There was nothing but mockery in her tone. Han Yichen's expression changed, and he was clearly embarrassed. He reached out to hold her hand, but she avoided him, and his hand could only hang stiffly in the air."Qianqian, don't be angry, okay?" he pleaded. Yang Qianqian laughed. "I'm not angry. How could I be angry with you? You’d beat me if I ever get
"Smart girl!" Han Yichen playfully pinched her nose. "Are you satisfied with my explanation?" "No." His motives were good, but she could not accept that b*tch returning to his side. Han Yichen understood what she could not accept, so he gently coaxed her. "It's all right, I'm just using her. The person I love is you." Yang Qianqian gave him a sideways glance, and after she pondered for a moment, she said, "Okay, I believe you." In any case, she would not let that b*tch, Song Anyi have her way for too long. Whatever was hers and the Yang Family's, she wanted to take all of it back. ... Tang Ruochu chatted with Xing Qi the whole afternoon, and by the time she got home, it was already seven in the evening. To her surprise, when Shijin got home, Shengyao had arrived as well. "Sister-in-law, you're back." Lu Shengyao turned his head and looked at her. She smiled, then walked over and simply tossed her bag onto the sofa as she sat beside Lu Shijin. "Xiaoxiao isn’t accompany
Lu Shijin gently stroked her soft hair as his low yet kind voice rang out above her head. "Chuchu, don't think about it too much. There will always be a way." "Are you going to help me?" Tang Ruochu turned her head and looked at him with a glimmer of expectation in her bright eyes. Lu Shijin raised his sharp eyebrows slightly. It was already obvious but he still tried to play hard to get. "Take a guess?" Tang Ruochu smiled. "I won't." She knew that he would definitely help her, so there was no need to guess. Lu Shijin smiled and stroked her head. "Await my good news." "Okay." She nodded obediently. "Bro, Sis, dinner time!" At that moment, a sudden voice rang out, and Tang Ruochu immediately sat upright. She looked over, only to see Lu Shengyao poking his head out from the dining room and staring at them. "Coming," Tang Ruochu responded. She then pulled Lu Shijin to his feet and walked to the dining room. ... "Bro, the old man asked me to go back home." Halfway t
In comparison, he was even worse than her own father. "Well, he can dream on, then!" Lu Shengyao felt a fire burning in his heart, and he wished that he could return to the Lu manor at that moment and sever their father-son relationship right in front of the old man. If it were not for his mother, he would have severed their relationship and saved his brother all of the trouble. "Bro, what should I do now?" Lu Shengyao asked. "Just observe." Lu Shijin still had that calm look about him, as though nothing they had talked about concerned him. It was not that he was indifferent. Rather, he was already mentally prepared to deal with it. Hence, he would just deal with it as it came. Lu Shengyao pursed his lips and leaned back against the chair. "That's probably the only thing that we can do now." Looking at the food Aunt Wu had prepared so hard, they all suddenly seemed tasteless because he had his appetite. The atmosphere became a little heavy, and Tang Ruochu looked at L
Night had fallen on Beining City, and since it was also the beginning of winter, it was somewhat cold. Xu Wenjing trailed after Shen Mofei as they approached the terrace on the third floor.As she was thinly dressed, the moment she walked out into the cold from the warm manor, the sudden change in temperature made her sneeze hard. Hearing her sneeze, Shen Mofei turned back and saw her shrinking back, apparently feeling cold. Seeing her thin clothing, he said nothing while he took off his coat and placed it over her shoulders. His sudden gentleness flattered Xu Wenjing. As she looked at him with her bright eyes, there were traces of tears in them. She was moved. When Shen Mofei noticed this, he was afraid that she would misunderstand things and immediately said, "I'm just afraid that you might catch a cold. Grandpa would worry about you if that happened." His words were like a bucket of cold water over her flaming heart. The sudden rejection made her force herself to lift