Qiao Feng took a step back: "He Rong, you are inferior to her in every way." If it weren't for the He family's sake, he really wanted to kill this hateful woman.
“You…” A hint of hurt flashed in He Rong’s eyes.
“He Rong, I didn’t think much of you when I was young, do you think I would think much of you now?” A fierce glint flashed in Qiao Feng’s eyes. “You’re all getting on in years, don’t go looking for trouble. The favor the He family did for me has been worn away.”
He Rong laughed: "Ah Feng, I've been pursuing you for thirty years, aren't you even a little bit moved?"
Qiao Feng remained silent. He was truly unmoved. He had never loved her, and he had never given her any information that could cause misunderstanding, but…
"Qiao Feng, what's wrong with sleeping with me once?" He Rong approached step by step, "If you sleep with me once, I'll never bother you again."
"Madman." Qiao Feng walked straight out.
He Rong suddenly pounced on him from behind and hugged him tightly.
Qiao Feng instinctively pushed the person away.
He Rong lost her balance and was pushed to the ground.
"He Rong, my tolerance for you has reached its limit. I'm warning you, if you dare to harass my wife or my family, the Qiao family won't hesitate to go against the He family. I just don't know if, at that time, Old Master He will give up the family business because of a promiscuous daughter like you." After Qiao Feng finished speaking, he really left.
He Rong sat on the ground, feeling pain all over her body, but there was no one else around, so she could only stand up by herself. Then she couldn't help but smash the entire private room. She was the eldest daughter of the He family, and she had everything she wanted since she was a child. Why couldn't she have this stinky man?
If he hadn't disliked me back then, why would I have given up on myself?
"Qiao Feng, I won't die in peace if I don't sleep with you at least once." He Rong's face was ferocious. "You just wait."
Qiao Feng, who had just left the hotel, sneezed violently.
"Mr. Qiao, have you caught a cold?" Secretary Zhou Zhao hurriedly stepped forward. "Should we...?"
"It's nothing." Qiao Feng got into the car. "Terminate all cooperation with the Tian family." He hadn't expected Tian Ming and He Rong to get involved. Luckily, they found out early.
Zhou Zhao was taken aback, then nodded, silently lighting a candle for the Tian family in his heart. He knew the Tian family was doomed when he saw Miss He go in.
At that moment, He Rong received a phone call. After listening to it, he forgot all about cursing Qiao Feng and hurriedly drove out, heading straight to the Nangong family's residence.
"What are you doing here?" Wen Jia looked at He Rong with disgust and wariness.
"Tsk tsk." He Rong curled her lip. "Of course they're here to find my son's father, you think they're looking for you?"
“You…” Wen Jia told herself not to be angry, but every time she saw He Rong, her heart ached terribly. “Get out, you are not welcome here.”
"You think you can just say you're not welcome?" He Rong rolled her eyes and sat down on the sofa. "My son is your man's child, and he has the surname Nangong."
“You… shameless…” Wen Jia had never sworn before, and the most vicious word she could think of was probably “shameless.”
The Wen family is a family of officials and scholars. The highest position their ancestors held was Grand Secretary, and many of their ancestors were Ministers and Vice Ministers. Wen Jia's grandfather was a Jinshi (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examinations) during the late Qing Dynasty, and her grandmother was a daughter of a Hanlin scholar.
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