Hong Kong Island, the Fok family mansion.
The morning light shines through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows and finally falls on the heavy mahogany desk in the study.
It directly cast a layer of cold light on the spread-out newspapers.
At this moment, Huo Zhen, the eldest son of the Huo family, was sitting upright with his back straight.
But the knuckles that were holding the teacup were clenched tightly.
His eyes were fixed on the front page headline of one of the entertainment newspapers.
The glaring title was like a red-hot iron burning his retina.
"A mysterious wealthy Japanese businessman meets the daughter of the Guo family at night; the secret meeting in the luxury mansion in Repulse Bay is suspected to be a new love story."
Although the picture was black and white and rather blurry, it was the familiar figure that he thought about day and night, especially Liu Rumeng's cold profile, which made his temples throb.
A surge of violent energy suddenly rushed from his chest straight to the top of his head.
He put down the teacup with a thud, and the base of the porcelain cup collided with the tray, making a crisp sound.
In this overly quiet study, it seemed so particularly harsh.
"Damn Japanese devils..."
Huo Zhenting's voice was low, yet filled with pent-up anger. "Xiao Lin Tianwang... Very good! I haven't had time to find trouble with you yet, and you're teasing the woman I like first?!"
This was an extreme anger of having his territory invaded, mixed with a panic that Young Master Huo had never experienced before - the swan he had set his eyes on and had circled seemed to be taken away by someone else!
If he hadn't made a move on the woman he liked before, it would have been fine. But once he did, who could snatch her away from him?
Xiao Lin Tianwang's actions made Huo Zhenting feel creepy, and he felt a surge of anger that he had no place to vent.
At this moment, the phone on the desk rang one after another as if they had made an appointment.
"Mr. Huo? Oh, good morning!
Have you read today's newspaper?
Tsk tsk, journalists these days are really getting more and more outrageous, making up stories all over the place!"
The person on the other end of the line was the young master of the Li family, and his voice was filled with deliberately concealed sarcasm.
Huo Zhenting could smell a hint of gloating in the guy's tone of pretended concern even through the phone line.
Huo Zhenting took a deep breath and responded in a nonchalant, even slightly smiling tone:
"Oh? It's Mr. Li.
Are you talking about those gossips?
The entertainment version, isn't that how it makes money?
A few blurry photos and a fabricated story are just eye-catching tricks, don't take them seriously."
Then, the third son of the Zhao family called:
"Brother Zhen Ting, calm down!
Don't get angry.
Miss Liu from the Guo family is a person who has always been self-disciplined.
I think the gossip reported in the newspapers is probably a misunderstanding."
Huo Zhenting could even imagine that Zhao San might be sitting with his legs crossed at this moment with a mocking smile on his face.
What do you mean it's 80% a misunderstanding? Doesn't that mean 20% is true?
It's obvious that there's ulterior motive behind what he said.
Ho Chun-ting knew very well that these wealthy children in Hong Kong Island might act like brothers on the surface, but each one of them wanted to make fun of him more than the other behind the scenes.
After he failed in the London futures market, he had already made a lot of jokes and was forced to take over the family affairs, which further extinguished Ho Chun-ting's ambition to start his own business.
Among these rich young men, Peter Ho is the one who can hardly hold his head up high.
This time, something like this happened again.
Huo Zhenting knew without hesitation that if this matter was not handled properly, it would definitely be frequently brought up for ridicule in future cocktail parties with these guys.
"Brother Zhao is thoughtful."
However, Ho Chun-ting could not get angry.
He maintained his outward calmness and said calmly, "Things that are just hearsay are not worth mentioning.
I, Huo Zhenting, wouldn't get angry over such a small matter."
Then there are the Chen family and the Wang family...
Several wealthy young men, who had some deep or some shallow friendship with him, "comforted" him this morning as if they had made a collective agreement.
Everyone's opening remarks were similar, expressing false concern. No matter what they talked about at the beginning, the final topic would always fall precisely on the scandal between Liu Rumeng and Kobayashi Tianwang.
Huo Zhen knew very well that these people were just waiting to see him, the Huo young master, make a fool of himself. It was rare to see someone dare to touch the woman Huo Zhen had chosen, and she was a Japanese woman at that. How could he miss such a novel and exciting thing?
However, over the years, Ho Sin-ting has been greatly influenced by his father, Ho Ying-tung.
Apart from anything else, his skill in cultivating qi is half as good as Huo Yingdong's.
He responded to every call with an almost terrifying self-control.
The voice is steady and the tone is relaxed.
Occasionally, one can even make light-hearted comments and ridicule the exaggerated style of Hong Kong media gossip, characterizing it as cheap hype.
However, when the last call was hung up and the receiver was put back on the landline, the mask called "calm and composed" on Ho Chun-ting's face instantly cracked and collapsed.
The only sound in the study was his heavy breathing.
He stood up suddenly and paced back and forth in the spacious room impatiently, leaving messy marks on the expensive Persian carpet from his leather shoes.
The poisonous fire of jealousy burned so fiercely that it almost burned away his sanity.
The figure of Liu Rumeng kept appearing in my mind. That beautiful but alienated face seemed to be forcibly labeled as "Kobayashi Tenwang" by the newspapers reporting on it.
The panic in his heart was like a cold tide, drowning him little by little - he knew Liu Rumeng's charm, and he knew even more that if Xiaolin Tianwang was a normal man, he would never be able to restrain himself from actively pursuing Liu Rumeng.
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