"Mom!" Zhao Guangbai cried out. His family's opposition didn't deter him in the slightest; instead, it only strengthened his resolve. He stared directly at his gloomy parents, his eyes filled with determination and perseverance. He resolutely and decisively stated his decision, "Mom, Dad, no matter how much you object, I have to say this: I love Xiaozhi, and I will marry her in this life! I want her to be my wife now! My mind is made up, and I won't waver!"

"Guangbai..." Jiang Baizhi's gaze fell gently on Zhao Guangbai. She looked at him affectionately. This man could fight against his family so firmly for her. How could she not be moved?

"Guangbai, if you still insist on marrying Jiang Baizhi at this moment, then I ask you to resign from your position as president of the Zhao Group and leave the Zhao family. We can't let the foundation of the Zhao family be damaged because of you! The previous dispute with the Bai family for land has already caused us to lose a lot of customers, and now you want to marry this notorious woman, then you have no choice but to leave the Zhao family!" Zhao's father, who had been silent on the side, suddenly said in a serious and firm tone.

"Dad! How could you do this? You are obviously forcing me!" Zhao Guangbai said emotionally, his eyes full of disbelief and pain.

"Dad?" Zhao Chenxiang, who was standing aside, was also stunned by his father's words.

"I don't want this to happen either, son. But you have lost your mind for this woman! I can't watch the Zhao family ruined in my generation!" Zhao's father continued, his voice full of helplessness and worry. He looked at his son, his heart full of pain and struggle.

"Guangbai...you, I'd better leave. I can't let you be separated from my uncle and aunt because of me...I really don't want you to have such a conflict because of me...I..." Jiang Baizhi said to Zhao Guangbai with tears in her eyes and reluctance.

"No, Xiaozhi, I won't leave you. My feelings for you are unwavering, and no one can separate us!" Zhao Guangbai held Jiang Baizhi's hand tightly and said affectionately, his eyes full of determination and persistence.

However, before Zhao Guangbai could finish his words, he was suddenly interrupted by the sound of hurried footsteps. A panicked servant rushed in and asked anxiously, "Sir, Madam, there are reporters outside the door now. What should we do?"

"What? Why are they here?" Father Zhao widened his eyes in surprise, his face full of disbelief.

"It seems... the eldest young master brought Miss Jiang here, and they were photographed by the reporters, so they all rushed over," the servant stammered, a hint of fear in her voice. Her words were like a bombshell, exploding in everyone's hearts, plunging everyone present into a state of deep shock and panic.

After hearing the servant's words, Father Zhao slowly stood up, walked to the window, and peered out. He saw a swarm of reporters swarming outside his house, a scene that truly shocked him. He gave a bitter smile, shook his head helplessly, and gestured for the servant to leave. At this point, he no longer needed to consult the newspapers to confirm the impact of this incident; everything before him had already made him clearly aware of its seriousness.

Their group had just issued a statement severing ties with the Zhao family and canceling the engagement, when the young master of the Zhao family took the young lady of the Jiang family home. This instant slap in the face undoubtedly put the Zhao family in an extremely embarrassing situation. And then, the Zhao family faced a huge crisis in the stock market.

"Zhao Guangbai! Jiang Baizhi! Look at the troubles you have caused. This is simply driving our Zhao family to death!" Zhao's father said angrily.

"Dad, we really didn't. We were very careful to avoid the crowd when we came here. How could it be..."

"Avoid? Do you know how many people are watching our two families at this time? And you went to her so blatantly. Tell me, what's wrong with you? Ah! Have you ever considered the future of the Zhao family?"

"Dad, what should we do now? How should we deal with this difficult situation?" Zhao Chenxiang also saw the terrifying scene outside. Her face was full of fear, and she asked her father in a trembling voice.

"What should we do? What else can we do? Now we can only call the police and ask them to leave here quickly." Father Zhao frowned and said solemnly, his eyes revealing deep worry.

*

Qu Qingdai drove to the place agreed upon by her friend. She got out of the car gracefully and, led by the waiter, walked with light steps to the door of the reserved private room.

Qu Qingdai gently pushed open the door and saw her friend who had been waiting inside. A faint smile appeared on her face, and she said softly, "Cinnabar, long time no see."

Zhu Sha raised her head and glanced at Qu Qingdai. Her eyes curved slightly in a smile, like a crescent moon, but her tone was deliberately sour as she said, "It's really rare, Qingdai, that you still remember an old friend like me. I really thought you were so bewildered by someone that you had forgotten me."

Qu Qingdai and Zhu Sha were best friends in high school, spending many wonderful years together. Although they each pursued different ideals and went to different universities after graduation, their deep friendship remained unchanged.

Hearing Zhu Sha's deliberately teasing tone, Qu Qingdai couldn't help but laugh and shook her head. Her gentle voice rang out, "How dare I? Even if I forget someone, I can't forget you, the great reporter Zhu." At this point, a gentle smile appeared on Qu Qingdai's face. She quietly looked at Zhu Sha, who sat across from her with a leisurely look on her face, and then casually revealed a very explosive piece of news: "But you're right, I am indeed bewitched by my husband."

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