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Shen Jingyu felt a chill in his heart. Just yesterday, he had compromised his own principles to help his clueless brother-in-law, resolving issues with his father-in-law. Now, that same brother-in-law was speaking ill of him!
On the other side, Shen Huai Min had contacted his secretary's office all day to arrange a meeting. After all these years of not reaching out, who was it for?
Su He even dared to challenge him without thinking twice. "Shen Jingyu, tell me, hasn’t my sister been supporting you all this time?"
Shen Jingyu's eyes glinted with coldness. "Your sister never said she wanted to support me."
"Then why does she send you money every month?" Su He shot back.
"Because I'm more likable than her biological brother? To win her favor?" Shen Jingyu replied, directing his words at Su Xing.
Su Xing was indeed offended, while Su He was at a loss for words, unable to find the right expression to convey his feelings. He pointed an accusing finger at Shen Jingyu. "You! How can you, a big CEO, be so insidious and cunning!"
Shen Jingyu did not deny it but remained cold and indifferent. Until Su Xing spoke up: "Su He, you go first."
"Sister! Are you really this stubborn?"
"Go!"
Despite his dissatisfaction, Su He had no choice but to comply under the long-standing pressure from his sister.
The room fell silent again, but the colorful lights continued to flicker, making it hard for them to see each other's expressions clearly.
"Did you hear what Su He said? Do you want to explain anything?" Su Xing asked, twirling a pure black lighter with gold inlays in her hand. The flickering flame seemed to mirror her rising anger.
However, Shen Jingyu stood up and pulled Su Xing out the door without allowing any refusal. "Let’s grab a drink on the third floor."
He didn’t offer any explanations as he led Su Xing to Jing Qi Ge, a place they used to frequent together.
As Su Xing stepped into this nostalgic venue once more, standing beside the person with whom she had created countless memories felt like time had rewound to those many nights of deep conversations.
Shen Jingyu called for their favorite drink from back then. Yang Zekai attempted to enter but was replaced by Su He.
The moment he walked in, he questioned, "Are you trying to get my sister drunk? What do you want from her?"
Su Xing frowned and promptly ushered her particularly ill-timed brother out the door.
She took the drink and returned to the sofa.
Shen Jingyu slowly opened his mouth.
Su He had already been targeted; we should get married immediately. Do you want to go to the civil affairs bureau together, or should I just handle it myself?
What do you mean handle it yourself? Su Xing was shocked.
Do you really want to change so drastically?!
He had the ability to do so, but did he really want to go through with it? Su Xing could hardly believe it! He was still the same person, yet he was becoming unrecognizable!
Shen Jingyu continued, struggling to speak: Can you help me just this once? Xingxing, there’s no time left. Only by getting married can I move forward with everything else.
Su Xing seemed to see a helpless plea in his eyes. So, it really was as Su He said; you’re still doing this for your own benefit. You’re quite the businessman now.
Su Xing, irritated, raised a glass of strong liquor and downed it in one go.
Shen Jingyu silently drank alongside him. The truth he couldn’t get from his grandfather and mother was the same truth that Su Xing couldn’t extract from him today.
The two of them didn’t know how long they had been silent. The warmth and liveliness that once filled the room had vanished. Just as Su Xing kept drinking, trying to drown herself in alcohol, Su He burst in again.
It’s bad; there’s trouble! Mu Zhiyuan is back!
Su Xing, already boiling with anger and having consumed quite a bit of alcohol, slammed her glass down upon hearing Su He’s words. As she stood up and walked toward the door, she spat angrily, Hell has no gates, yet you choose to come here!
Shen Jingyu frowned and followed her; it seemed that the lesson he had given Mu Zhiyuan last time was still too light.
In fact, Mu Zhiyuan had been sitting in the bar booth for a while and only started causing trouble after hearing that Su Xing had arrived. If one were to say that bars are places where one-night stands easily happen, that wouldn’t be anything new. But if it involved coercion, then it was a different story altogether.
Basically, those who dared to act like this were usually wealthy patrons, with most girls being after money; however, there were indeed some who couldn’t be easily approached.
Every time Mu Zhiyuan came, he would manage to find several targets on the first floor and eventually take one or two upstairs. But today, he had already picked out his playmates when Su Xing arrived; he then began scouring for new targets downstairs again. Before encountering Su Xing, he ran into another attractive girl.
However, she wasn’t someone easy to deal with; when things didn’t go smoothly, Mu Zhiyuan tried to take advantage of her and even drugged her. The result was that she turned out to be a tough girl who immediately fought back and beat him up.
When Su Xing arrived at the scene, she initially thought she could give him a good beating today but instead found herself witnessing a chaotic situation. That girl seemed to be in a bad mood as well; having drunk quite a bit and dressed in high-end brands, she looked like someone who wasn’t short on money—perhaps even a wealthy heiress from some family.
Mu Zhiyuan was truly consumed by lust, daring to provoke anyone.
"Miss, have you calmed down yet?"
Su Xing approached the young woman, who had Mu Zhiyuan pinned to the ground with her high heel pressed against his throat.
The bodyguards beside her had already lost two arms and were standing there grimacing in pain, utterly incapable of protecting themselves, let alone Mu Zhiyuan.
The woman turned around, her gaze slightly hazy as she looked at Su Xing. "So, do you want him? Are you in charge here?"
Su Xing raised an eyebrow. "I’m the boss. I’m interested in our lady here."
"Heh! Not bad! I’m Zong Shaoyue! You’re quite to my taste!"
"This scoundrel is yours for now, but if I encounter him again, he’ll be in for a worse fate than today."
The vile woman pressed her heel down on Mu Zhiyuan’s throat, rendering him nearly voiceless. The few words he managed to utter seemed to drain all his breath and strength, turning his face a deep shade of red.
"You scoundrel, I’ll deal with you every time I see you from now on."
"If you want revenge on me, feel free to come find me. Remember my name: Zong Shaoyue!"
Clearly, this woman held a significant status. Su Xing had a vague suspicion; given her demeanor and the prestigious the Zong Family background, it seemed Mu Zhiyuan had indeed kicked a steel plate this time.
"Miss, you’re beautiful and quite impressive. If I come again, I hope to run into you by chance!"
Zong Shaoyue pulled out a wad of cash from her handbag, took a couple of steps forward, and placed it on the bar counter.
"If this isn’t enough to cover the damages, I’ll pay next time."
Her eyes were becoming increasingly dazed.
Su Xing watched as she staggered out and decisively called over Yang Zekai. "Escort her home and find out which the Zong Family she belongs to. If we confirm her identity, contact her family."
Yang Zekai raised an eyebrow. "Sister Xing, when did you become so fond of meddling?"
Su He chimed in as well: "Sis, do you think the money for the broken bottles is enough? And you still want Yang Zekai to take her home?"
"Shut up, you shallow pig! Just keep your mouth shut!"
Su Xing felt like kicking her younger brother!
Yang Zekai wasn’t scolded directly, but Su Xing’s glare made it clear that if he didn’t get moving soon, he would be the next one in trouble.
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