Su Li was his kept woman for four years. During the day, she was a dedicated secretary, and at night, she was his affectionate 'partner.'
One day, rumors spread within their circle th...
Old Tang took the medicine with water, and his condition gradually improved.
"I'm getting old, and I have some minor health problems. Please forgive me, Su girl."
“It’s alright, I understand. My grandmother was like that before, but she wasn’t as strong as you, and she passed away not long after treatment.”
Old Tang listened attentively, "I can tell you have a very deep relationship with your grandmother. Did you grow up with her since you were little?"
Su Li said, "I grew up with my grandmother and parents, but unfortunately, they both passed away early. Later, my younger brother and I depended on each other for survival."
Old Tang felt a pang of sympathy for her as he listened, never expecting her family to have suffered such a terrible tragedy.
"I can tell that President Quan treats you very well. He is a very successful entrepreneur and leader. You won't be bad off if you marry him in the future."
Quan Ye said that the marriage proposal was just a way to embarrass Song Qinze, and Su Li didn't take it seriously at all.
She pointed to the abundant food on the table and changed the subject, saying, "These dishes are all high in calories, so you should eat less of them. You can ask the restaurant staff to prepare some lighter dishes for you, which will be better for your health."
Old Tang listened to her words but remained silent for a long time.
Thinking she had said something wrong, she corrected herself, saying, "I was just saying it offhand. You can do whatever you like."
"No, I just remembered that someone once said something similar to me. My body has never been suitable for eating high-calorie foods, and she kept reminding me that I should pay attention to this and that when I get old. At the time, I thought she was just nagging."
"Then this person must care about you a lot."
"Unfortunately, she's long gone."
Su Li was slightly surprised. "I'm sorry, I reminded you of something sad."
Old Tang waved his hand and smiled, "It's alright. Although she's gone, she'll always be in my heart."
She saw the unwavering love and concern in his eyes.
This old man must have someone he still remembers fondly.
In the corridor, after finishing his instructions to the waiter, Song Qinze turned around and saw Quan Ye walking out.
Quan Ye held a cigarette between his fingers, but it wasn't lit. His handsome face shone with the light of a victor.
"Mr. Song, would you like a smoke?"
Song Qinze didn't take the cigarette from him, his smile forced, "You still love smoking as much as before."
Quan Ye raised an eyebrow. "You're still the same as before, always trying to take things from me."
"She's a piece of trash."
Quan Ye stepped forward and whispered coldly in his ear, "You like my people just the same way."
"Su Li is a good person, she deserves a man's sincere treatment."
"You mean I'm not sincere with her? Song Qinze, where do you get the confidence to say such a thing?"
"At least I know that she's unhappy around you, and she wants to leave you."
The two men looked at each other, their equally handsome faces both shrouded in gloom.
Quan Ye's eyes turned cold. "When did you start noticing her?"
Song Qinze laughed, "Does it matter? Since you don't like someone you cherish, then you should let go quickly. It's not like she can't live without you."
After saying that, he turned and went into the private room.
Quan Ye's lips curled into a cold smile, full of disdain.
I remember when they broke up.
Because of a project, they argued fiercely and gradually turned from brothers into enemies, standing on opposite sides and each ruling their own territory.
"Master Quan?"
Zhang Quan walked over and saw him standing in the corridor.
Quan Ye snapped out of his daze and looked at him, saying, "Give the order to have the wedding company arrange a proposal ceremony. I'm going to propose to Su Li tomorrow in the Bel Grassland."
"Huh?" Zhang Quan's mouth gaped open, big enough to fit an egg, and he inexplicably raised his hand to touch his forehead.
Quan Ye asked unhappily, "What are you doing?"
"I think you have a fever. Why are you talking nonsense?"
Has this world gone mad? Even a powerful figure like Quan Ye is proposing marriage.