Ex-Husband, Surrender! My Net Worth of Hundreds of Billions Means You Can't Reach Me

Lu Zhiwei and Shen Jinmo were a perfectly matched couple for three years, but the appearance of his white moonlight completely shattered the peace of their marriage. Lu Zhiwei didn't cry or fus...

Chapter 223 All Men Are the Same

"I'm not going back." Song Anran forcefully shook off Song Hanzheng's hand: "That's not my home at all."

She felt no sense of belonging in Jiangzhou.

Song Hanzheng stood there blankly, speechless for a long time.

“I know that your parents have lost you all these years, which has made you feel very wronged, but we have been trying our best to make it up to you. But only if you stay by our side can we make it up to you properly. Please stop being so willful and come back with me.”

Song Hanzheng's tone softened.

The few words "Stop being willful" touched Song Anran's most sensitive nerve.

For over twenty years, she had never acted willfully or recklessly, but what did she get in return?

Now, she wants to be a completely different person, so why should anyone force her to live a conventional life?

Her bloodshot eyes were filled with resentment: "Compensation? I don't need it at all. I have the ability to live a better life. My brother keeps saying he loves me and wants to make it up to me, but he still disregards my life and death for a stupid surgery. He keeps saying he respects me, but he still wants to take me back to Jiangzhou. I've said it before, I'm living very well in Yunzhou, and I don't want to go back."

Su Ziheng, standing to the side, didn't want to interrupt, but at this moment he still wanted to say something for Song Anran to gain her approval more quickly: "Mr. Song, Anran has grown up, she's not a three-year-old anymore, she has her own life..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Song Hanzheng glared at him sharply: "Shut up! You're the one who led my sister astray."

Su Ziheng: "..." He didn't do anything.

The bar was Song Anran's own suggestion.

"Enough, brother. If you want to take me back today, you can slap me, or you can bring all the Song family's bodyguards and forcibly tie me up and take me back."

By presenting Song Anran with these two options, she was forcing Song Hanzheng to do things that he would never do to her in his entire life.

As the older brother, he could never hit his younger sister or restrict her freedom.

Song Hanzheng bit his lip and turned around secretly: "Have fun in Yunzhou. I'll transfer some money to your account later. If you need more, just let me know. I'm going back now."

Song Hanzheng's lonely figure looked somewhat cold and desolate.

Song Anran turned her face away.

She hopes not to expect anything from family affection.

The price was too high; she couldn't afford it.

"When you're tired of playing, remember to come home. Your parents and I are waiting for you there." Song Hanzheng stopped and left her with those last words.

After saying that, he disappeared into the noisy crowd.

Su Ziheng put his hand on Song Anran's shoulder and said, "Your brother is really good to you. He's just too old-fashioned and boring."

"It's not like I'm looking for a boyfriend, why do I need something so interesting?" Song Anran retorted.

Su Ziheng pursed his lips, a look of delight spreading across his face.

"Miss Song means you like interesting men as boyfriends? What do you think of me?" Su Ziheng moved his face closer.

His phoenix eyes were somewhat similar to Shen Jinmo's handsome features.

Song Anran was somewhat dazed.

Suddenly, a terrible thought came to her mind.

Since she couldn't have Shen Jinmo, she might as well treat this man as a substitute for Shen Jinmo and have some fun.

Song Anran reached out and hooked her arm around Su Ziheng's neck, her eyes fixed on the man before her with a half-smile: "Has President Su ever been in love with anyone?"

Su Ziheng opened his arms and wrapped them around her slender waist.

He was attracted to Song Anran not because of her face, but because of her unique temperament, that resilient yet unyielding charm, and her alluring and seductive nature.

Do you want to hear the truth?

Song Anran sneered: "You think I'm wasting my breath talking to you?"

No. You might be the first.

"How many women have you said this to?"

“No, you are the first and you will be the last. I swear on my life.” Su Ziheng raised his hand, his expression extremely serious.

Song Anran found him ridiculous. He might fool a little girl with that trick, but she wasn't so easily fooled.

Push Su Ziheng away.

Song Anran turned and walked away. When she reached the entrance of the bar, she bumped into two acquaintances.

It was Shen Jiarui and Luo Wuyan, both wearing beige coats.

The two seemed to have grown closer, and they agreed to come to the bar together.

Song Anran seemed to see a familiar shadow in Shen Jiarui's eyes as he pursued Luo Wuyan.

Once, Shen Jiarui also followed Shen Shuyuan with the same fervor.

Less than six months have passed.

He then completely forgot his former love.

Ah, men.

They're all the same.

Song Anran paused for a few seconds, then quickened her pace and walked out of the bar. Her cheeks were flushed from the alcohol, and the cold wind outside made her shiver.

A black Maybach was parked at her feet.

The car window rolled down, revealing half of the face of a lady wearing a hat and scarf: "Get in, I'll treat you to coffee."

This person is Jiang Jingyu.

Even though she was supposed to go back to the Shen family's old house that night and the two of them could see each other, she still came here specifically to check her whereabouts and stake out the place.

Without saying a word, Song Anran opened the car door and got in.

The car's heater was on full blast, and Song Anran immediately felt warm again.

This was the first time Jiang Jingyu had treated her so well.

The car pulled up to a secluded coffee shop, which Jiang Jingyu had booked in advance. After serving the coffee, the waiters disappeared.

Inside the quiet private room.

Jiang Jingyu took out a prepared contract from her bag and handed it to her.

“Miss Song is also a person of status. Your background is a good match for our Mo’er, but he is unwilling to marry you, and there’s nothing I can do about it. Right now, I have a solution that can kill two birds with one stone and achieve what we both want.”

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