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Lan Qingqing was terrified. If her neck hadn’t been in decent shape, she might have been thrown off balance by Hou Yi's car!
Hou Yi's expression was fierce as he shouted, "I’m asking you a question!"
Lan Qingqing weakly replied, "Is there something wrong with Tong Tong Le confessing to Zong Zeyu? Everyone in the company knows about it; even I, a former employee, have heard the rumors. I didn’t deceive you."
Suddenly, Hou Yi slammed his fist onto the steering wheel. He unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car. It wasn’t even in the middle of the road, but with the way he exited, he could easily get crushed.
Lan Qingqing hurriedly followed him out of the car, bewildered by Hou Yi's sudden outburst.
She watched as Hou Yi transformed into a creature unable to control his emotions. After his furious shout, he was consumed by uncontrollable rage. He even threw his phone at the windshield, shattering it and damaging his phone in the process.
At that moment, Lan Qingqing still couldn’t comprehend why Hou Yi was so upset. All she had mentioned was that Tong Le confessed to Zong Zeyu; it was such a simple statement—how could it provoke Hou Yi so much?
The very reason Lan Qingqing found incomprehensible was precisely why Hou Yi had lost his mind. He couldn’t accept that Tong Le had taken the initiative to confess to Zong Zeyu. In his heart, Tong Le was proud and special; how could a woman he deemed extraordinary actively confess to another man? Even though he knew Tong Le had feelings for Zong Zeyu, he couldn’t accept that fact!
It felt as if Zong Zeyu had personally destroyed a piece of art in his heart—insulted and desecrated!
Lan Qingqing stood aside, quietly watching Hou Yi go mad. At that moment, she didn’t feel scared at all; on the contrary, she found Hou Yi rather intriguing. Since the day she met him, this man had been different from all the others she had encountered.
She couldn’t pinpoint exactly how he was different; all she knew was that she was captivated by him.
At seven o'clock in the evening.
Zong Family villa.
Zong Zeyu brought Tong Le home.
Due to Wen Cuizhi's enthusiastic invitation, Dao Wen also headed to the Zong Family.
The house was lively; Wen Cuizhi had prepared everything early and was just waiting to entertain her guests.
The dinner felt more like a family gathering for the Zong Family with only six people present: Wen Cuizhi, Wu Youyou, Zong Zeyu, Tong Le, Zong Jin, and Dao Wen.
From the start of dinner, Wen Cuizhi kept smiling; she was genuinely happy. Both her sons' marital affairs seemed to be settling down. Although Zong Jin’s situation still needed some work, it was close enough. It seemed that heaven took pity on her for worrying about her two sons and rewarded her for all her good deeds over the years by resolving her biggest concern!
Wen Cuizhi raised her glass in celebration. "Come on! Tonight’s dinner theme is to celebrate Tong Le’s successful divorce and her blossoming love with Zeyu!"
Tong Le blushed; although they had confirmed their relationship, this atmosphere felt no different from marrying into the Zong Family.
Sitting alone at the side, Wu Youyou was visibly displeased throughout the dinner. She despised Dao Wen intensely; no matter how outstanding Dao Wen was, she felt he wasn’t worthy of Zong Jin. In her heart, no one could match up to him.
Wu Youyou stood up from the table and poured herself a drink as punishment. "I’m not hungry anymore; you all eat without me. I need some fresh air outside."
Wu Youyou went alone to the courtyard. She sat in front of a rockery fountain and took out her phone, scrolling through her contacts before sending a message to Hou Yi: "What are you doing?"
Hou Yi replied, planning how to kill someone.
Wu Youyou's eyes lit up; she was not disappointed. She always found extraordinary responses from Hou Yi.
"Who do you want to kill?" she asked. "Well, I want to kill someone too. Let’s go together."
"I want to kill Zong Zeyu. Who do you want to kill?" Hou Yi responded.
Wu Youyou thought for a moment. She didn't actually want to kill Dao Wen; as much as she disliked him, she wasn't that bloodthirsty.
"Where are you? A nightclub? A bar?" she asked.
"Do you want to come? Drinking can help people escape reality," Hou Yi said.
"Send me the address; I’ll come find you right now," Wu Youyou replied.
Inside the mansion, Wen Cuizhi took out two transparent document bags, each containing a thick stack of papers.
She explained, "These two document bags contain the wedding funds I prepared for you."
With a joyful expression, she turned to Zong Zeyu and Zong Jin and said, "For both of you, marriage is the most important thing in my heart. Since you've both found girls you like—Tong Le and Dao Wen—who I am also satisfied with—there's no need to delay the wedding any longer."
Wen Cuizhi pointed at the two document bags. "Your wedding funds are the same: twenty million in cash for each family, one villa each, and three cars per family—a business vehicle, a supercar, and a sedan. Also, as I promised before, if either of your families has a child, there will be a reward of ten million. The family that has the child first will receive an additional villa as a bonus."
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