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Tong Le strode across the street just as the light turned green, perfectly timing his crossing. By the time Hou Yi snapped back to reality and turned around, the green light had changed to red, effectively separating him from Tong Le on either side of the road.
The street wasn’t wide, and with the light now red, Hou Yi contemplated running the red light. Given his nature, he would have normally done so without hesitation. However, Tong Le had just mentioned the importance of obeying the law and being responsible for oneself and others.
Throughout his life, no one had ever spoken to him like that. Ever since his mother passed away, there had been no one concerned about his safety or health; in fact, it seemed that many wished for his demise. Because only with his death would the investigation into the car accident murder case cease, and only then could those ravenous relatives, with their eyes gleaming like hungry wolves, claim his assets.
No one hoped for his well-being, not even in waiting for a simple red light.
Standing under the red light, Hou Yi recalled Tong Le's words. He thought about how Tong Le didn’t seem particularly remarkable in any way, yet it was precisely this ordinariness that he could never attain. He looked down at his clothes and noticed a rose petal stuck to his pant leg. Unconsciously, he smirked; roses were meant to be given with solemnity and not casually. But Tong Le didn’t know that each rose had been carefully selected by him. Even if it was given offhandedly, he had put thought into it.
With a heavy sigh, Hou Yi called out to Tong Le, who was gradually moving further away across the street, “Hey! I’m starting to like you more and more! You’ll be mine sooner or later!”
The next morning at Lan Qingqing's apartment.
Last night, Ke Wenjie had stayed over at Lan Qingqing’s place. Under Ke Wenjie’s arrangement, he and Lan Qingqing lived upstairs while Zhang Huizhi and Mo Kai Liang occupied the downstairs apartment. Across from them were Ke Wei Qiang and Jin Feng's family.
Early in the morning, Ke Wenjie rushed out of the shower. After rewrapping the bandage on his head, he grimaced as he exited the bathroom and happened to bump into Mo Kai Liang carrying vegetables into the house.
Ke Wenjie frowned slightly. “Do you have a key?”
Mo Kai Liang replied awkwardly, “Bro, I come here every day to cook and clean up. I used to help He Shui Xian bathe too. For convenience’s sake, Lan Qingqing gave me a key.”
Ke Wenjie ordered firmly, “He Shui Xian is dead now; you don’t need to come up to help anymore. Leave the key behind; this is Lan Qingqing’s place. It doesn’t make sense for you to be running up and down.”
Mo Kai Liang nodded obediently. “Got it, bro.”
He headed to the kitchen just as Zhang Huizhi came upstairs.
Zhang Huizhi glanced at the closed bedroom door and deliberately raised her voice. “What time is it? Still not up? I’ve never seen a pregnant woman sleep so much! Are you not going to work?”
Ke Wenjie shot Zhang Huizhi a look before speaking up. “Mom, I’m going to Tongshan Real Estate to find Tong Le later. Do you want to come with me?”
Zhang Huizhi hurriedly leaned in closer. “Are you going to deal with that little vixen Tong Le? Of course I’ll go with you! Just wait until I see her; I’ll show her what’s what! That filthy bitch!”
Ke Wenjie pondered, feeling stuck. He had tried every approach to persuade her, both with a good attitude and a bad one, but nothing worked. Now he found himself in a dilemma.
He took out his phone, the screen displaying a photo from the Gossip Group that he had obtained from Lan Qingqing. Tapping on the image, he saw Tong Le on a date with Zong Zeyu last night. The two of them were no longer hiding their relationship! Tong Le clearly didn’t regard him at all! As for Zong Zeyu, he had previously made things difficult for Ke Wenjie, and at that time, he couldn’t understand why. Now it was clear; Zong Zeyu had never liked him!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Tong Le was now flaunting her affair with Zong Zeyu, completely disregarding him!
Zhang Huizhi, with a mischievous glint in her eyes, suggested, “Son, how about this? I’ll go to the company and make a scene, causing Tong Le to lose the baby! I’ll make a fuss every few days until she has a miscarriage! Once that baby is gone, do you think Zong Zeyu will still treat her like a treasure? Ha! Women have such a short window of youth. Besides, Tong Le is nothing special; Zong Zeyu will get bored of her in no time! When that happens, she’ll have to come back and apologize to you! At that point, we can really make her pay!”
Ke Wenjie frowned. Was Zong Zeyu really just playing around? What if he was serious about Tong Le? Although he believed that Zong Zeyu couldn’t possibly have feelings for her—after all, wealthy people like him often had high emotional thresholds and were rarely satisfied with ordinary pleasures—some actually enjoyed the thrill of secrecy and sought out married women for excitement.
Zhang Huizhi immediately caught on. “So you’re saying these super-rich bosses are just looking for thrills by going after married women like Tong Le? They want that feeling of cheating?”
Ke Wenjie contemplated this notion. It seemed plausible; after all, these wealthy individuals were quite perverse.
Zhang Huizhi exclaimed loudly, “Then you should just divorce Tong Le! Once you’re divorced, she’s no longer a married woman; she’s just an unwanted divorcee! And if we make sure she loses that baby, do you think Zong Zeyu will cherish her? What a joke! She’s just an ordinary piece of trash; who would want her? When she regrets wanting to reconcile with you later, I won’t agree!”
Ke Wenjie felt conflicted. But if he divorced her, he would truly lose any chance of leveraging Tongshan Real Estate for a comeback. Plus, the land under Tong Le's name was likely considered premarital property; he wouldn’t have any claim to it.
Zhang Huizhi couldn’t help but offer another suggestion. “Son, why don’t you listen to your mother? While Zong Zeyu is still interested in Tong Le, negotiate with him. Tell him that if he wants Tong Le, it’ll cost him millions. At least we could get cash out of it! Millions! After you divorce Tong Le and Zong Zeyu loses interest in her, you can easily win her back. At that point, after being rejected by two men in a row, she’ll be feeling low and vulnerable. You can brainwash her into thinking she’s worthless without you! Then you can take over Tongshan Real Estate and that piece of land. What do you think?”
Ke Wenjie’s mind raced as he considered this plan. It sounded like a good idea but came with significant risks.
Meanwhile, in the bedroom, Lan Qingqing was curled up under the covers. Since Ke Wenjie left the room, she had been chatting with a real estate agent about selling their current apartment to quickly cash out and find a way to escape from that broke loser Ke Wenjie!
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