Chapter 120 Fierce Battle - 1
The land is covered in ice and snow, stretching as far as the eye can see.
Li Zhan lay on the edge of the snow cave, trying to reach his hand into the cave: "Don't be afraid, Gege, stand on your tiptoes, I'll pull you out."
Jingge's eyes and nose were red from crying, and he tried his best to straighten his small body, hoping to increase his height.
However, the snow cave was too deep and the edges were recessed, so the two people's hands could never touch.
I should have known better than to sneak out and catch rabbits without telling the adults.
It was quiet all around, and the snow piled up on the treetops was falling down with a soft rustling sound.
Jingge was afraid.
Li Zhan scratched his head: "Move aside a bit."
Not knowing what he was planning, Jing Ge took two steps back, while Li Zhan braced himself on the ground and jumped down.
Jingge was shocked: "If you come down, none of us can go up."
“Come here,” Li Zhan squatted down, “you step on me first, then go and call the adults over.”
Jing Ge, with red eyes, was unwilling.
Li Zhan raised an eyebrow: "How about I step on you and go up first?"
"......"
Jingge trudged through the snow for half an hour before finally seeing someone. She begged the person to call her parents for her, gave them the address, and then hurriedly turned back.
She was worried that Li Zhan would be scared in the cave.
I would be just as afraid as she was.
Li Zhan seemed to be sick. When Jing Ge rushed back, he was curled up in the cave with his face buried in his knees. No matter how Jing Ge called him, he didn't look up.
Parents rushed over upon hearing the commotion.
When they rescued Li Zhan, he was so hot that he could fry an egg on him.
Neither of them could escape being scolded.
Li Zhan was very impatient: "You keep repeating the same things over and over, I'm tired of hearing it."
Jingge covered his mouth, and facing the parents, she said sheepishly, "We were wrong."
Li Zhan brushed her hand away: "You think admitting your mistake will prevent you from getting scolded? You're going to get scolded anyway..."
Jingge slapped his hand over again.
Li Zhan rolled his eyes and left.
At least I didn't pull her away again.
“Brother Jing, let’s leave them alone,” Li Kaiji said, trying to smooth things over. “The kids are mischievous, and we’re busy with the new project. Leave the kids to us.”
At that time, the Jing family's new project had just started. If it proceeded smoothly, the Jing family would enter a completely new phase and become the most prominent family in Shanghai.
The family is about to flourish under his leadership, his son Prince Jing has turned three, and Prince Jing is in high spirits with everything going his way.
Li Zhan was hospitalized for a few days, and Jing Ge stayed with him at the hospital for the same few days.
On the day he was about to be discharged from the hospital, Cai Zhi came to visit him.
Jingge asked, "Where is the Prince?"
“...I’m worried about the bacteria here,” Cai Zhi said, “your brother is still young.”
Jing Ge didn't say anything.
Li Zhan listened to her advice. When Cai Zhi was about to leave, he personally saw her off and told Jing Ge not to wander around and to stay quietly in his private hospital room.
After seeing the person off, Jingge came running out, clutching a pearl brooch.
Li Zhan grabbed her: "Where are you going? Didn't I tell you not to wander around?"
“My mom lost her brooch,” Jingge said, her eyes wide. “I’ll take it to her.”
Li Zhan: "I'll take you home, you go back."
Cai Zhi hadn't gone far when she ran into an acquaintance downstairs, and the two were chatting.
At one point, Li Zhan suddenly stopped.
An acquaintance said, "The Jing family is about to rise in status; they might even surpass the Li family in the future."
“The Li family is indeed prosperous,” Cai Zhi said with a touch of pride. “It will be perfect once my prince grows up.”
An acquaintance chimed in, "It's all thanks to you. You went through so much hardship to give birth to a son."
He also praised her for having a good in-law.
Cai Zhi didn't like the compliments people gave to the Li family, as if it made the Jing family look inferior.
"Old Jing said that our princess can find someone better, but the Jing family are not people who break their promises."
"Yes, yes," the acquaintance flattered, "once your project succeeds, even the Li family won't be able to catch up."
That was a bit of an overstatement, so Cai Zhi patted her and said, "Don't say that. Our princess is excellent herself."
Li Zhan gripped the brooch in his hand tighter and tighter.
In the end, Cai Zhi was not given any.
The Jing family went bankrupt.
Compared to the other members of the Li family who contributed money and effort, Li Zhan enjoyed himself alone in a corner unknown to anyone.
This shows that you can't open the champagne halfway through anything.
The Jing family's initial sense of pride and superiority has turned into one of flattery and fawning.
The only one among these people who hasn't changed is Jing Ge.
The Jing family went bankrupt and their material conditions and social status declined, but Jing Ge remained outstanding, skipping grades one after another.
For a moment, Li Zhan realized that Cai Zhi and Jing's father were right. If the Jing family's new project succeeded, he would become increasingly unworthy of Jing Ge, and the distance between them would grow further and further.
On the day they filled out their college application forms, Li Zhan casually asked Jing Ge, "Do you want me to apply to your university?"
“Choose what you like,” Jing Ge said blankly. “I’m already a junior in college.”
Li Zhan seemed stung: "Are you mocking me for being inferior to you?"
Jingge seemed stunned.
Is her hard work, as her parents secretly say, aimed at surpassing him, breaking free from the arranged marriage between the two families, and finding someone better?
Otherwise, why didn't she wait for him? Whenever he thought he was about to catch up with her, she would always skip ahead.
Fortunately, the Jing family lost.
Fortunately, the Jing family was defeated, so Jing Ge couldn't go far.
One second it's freezing cold, the next it's scorching heat.
All I could hear was a chaotic, noisy din, and my lungs felt filled with the heat of summer and the smell of curry.
Li Zhan barely managed to open his eyes.
What came into view was a group of dark-skinned indigenous people.
Li Zhan sat up with the help of one of them, his temples throbbing with pain.
The other person said in curry-accented English, "You're sick, but don't worry, we've given you herbs prescribed by a wizard."
It is an acute condition.
Li Zhan's face was pale, his lips were chapped, and his mouth tasted bitter.
"Thank you." He said subconsciously in Mandarin, his voice so dry and hoarse that he could barely make a sound.
Realizing what had happened, Li Zhan thanked him again in English.
The air smelled mixed and not very pleasant.
However, he has gotten used to it over the years.
Some indigenous people dislike strangers intruding, viewing them as invaders, and their eyes are always defensive and aggressive.
Someone threw mud at him.
Li Zhan's already dirty clothes were instantly covered in mud.
He had a gun in his pocket, and he had studied karate for 20 years. No one here, young or old, was a match for him.
Li Zhan reached into his pocket.
Everyone's eyes trembled.
Li Zhan pulled out a stack of US dollars and handed it to them.
He had nothing of value; he needed the gun for self-defense, so these were all he could give them.
The company sent him to survey this mining area, and his colleagues, whether intentionally or accidentally, left him behind while they drove the car away.
Li Zhan remained completely calm.
Stripped of his identity as the young master of the Li family, apart from his family, no one in this plague-ridden and turbulent region would fawn over him.
He began to experience real deceit and treachery.
Staggering to his feet, Li Zhan suddenly remembered something, his expressionless face contorted with panic, and he fumbled around in his chest pocket.
No.
Li Zhan's expression turned sinister, and he pointed his gun directly at one of them: "Where's my photo?"
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