"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
Xu Wenjing chuckled softly. "Grandpa thinks that if he cancels our marriage arrangement, he will owe my grandfather and not have the face to see him even after a hundred years." Shen Mofei frowned. "Grandpa is really stubborn." Xu Wenjing looked at him and placed her hand on the railing. As she gazed into the distance, she gently said, "Third Brother, do you still remember the scene of our first meeting? At that time, my parents had just passed away. Even though I was that young, I still knew that I was an orphan who no longer had loving parents. But just when I thought that the heavens were collapsing on me, Grandpa Shen appeared and brought me to Shen manor. Here, I saw a tall, lanky boy." She paused after that and turned her head to look at Shen Mofei with undisguised love in her eyes. "He smiled at me, and his smile was very gentle. He said, ‘Welcome, little sister, you can call me Third Brother. I'll protect you from now on.' Since then, he has lived in my heart. I still kee
Tang Ruochu, as well as Uncle Zhao, formally lodged a criminal case against Zhao Xiaowan in court, and the charges included deliberate homicide, attempted homicide, and forgery of documents. If the charges were upheld and she was convicted, Zhao Xiaowan would have to spend over ten years in prison at the very least. As for the case of Tang Song's breathing tube being cut, there was surveillance video that could be used as evidence. Even if Zhao Xiaowan denied that the person in the video was her, technical analysis had already confirmed that the person was indeed Zhao Xiaowan. There was also the case of forging the equity transfer letter. After they sent it for forensic handwriting analysis, while there was some resemblance in the signature, Tang Song was not the one who signed it. The charges for the two cases were set against Zhao Xiaowan, but she had applied for bail, pending trial, because of her health. The hearings for both cases had also been temporarily postponed. This
The moment Tang Ruochu stepped into the room and saw Gu Ruoruo, Gu Ruoruo immediately rushed over. Before she could even react, the loud sound of a smack echoed in the room. Following that, Gu Ruoruo roared furiously. "Tang Ruochu, if anything happens to my mother, I’ll never let you go!" Tang Ruochu clutched her cheeks, which still stung. As she licked the corner of her lips, she tasted a hint of blood. Gu Ruoruo's slap was particularly forceful, and her ears still buzzed while her cheeks felt hot and numb with pain. Tang Ruochu bit her lip, a trace of hatred appearing at the bottom of her eyes. Raising her head and looking at Gu Ruoruo, she sneered, "Gu Ruoruo, you dare to hit me?" Gu Ruoruo snorted coldly. "What's wrong with me hitting you? For someone without a conscience like you, it's more like me sullying my hand when I hit you." She had no conscience? That was literally the joke of the century! Tang Ruochu could not help but laugh out loud, and she inadvertently