Chapter 64 Thinking of this, she felt contempt...
Thinking of this, she felt a mixture of disdain and empathy, realizing that they were all abandoned by their families.
Meanwhile, back in Hong Kong, her second aunt, third aunt, sisters, and brothers were having a great time. Wu Xiuyi felt an urge to grind her teeth and suck blood. When she married Liu Rumeng and left Hong Kong, she vowed to return in glory and fight them all again.
Thinking this through, knowing there was no turning back with Liu Duanhe, I had to address the root cause, such as the old man, or...
Wu Xiuyi's eyes were dark and unreadable. She lowered her eyelashes and stopped watching the farce.
Seeing Liu Rumeng's barely concealed anger, Liu Duanhe smiled. He really hated the feeling of having his personal safety threatened. He couldn't take the initiative and retaliate in full, so couldn't he at least provoke them?
It might even indirectly solve a big problem, such as ending it all at once.
Liu Rumeng smiled again, her voice laced with barely suppressed anger, "I hope you talk to your mother like that too."
The provocation in his words was as clear as a pebble on a shallow beach, immediately apparent.
Wu Xiuyi didn't even lift her eyelids, and gave a cold sneer.
Liu Duanhe looked up and stared at his mother for a moment. "Mother likes a leisurely and carefree life the most. I'm afraid it's different from what Father thinks."
These words almost made Wu Xiuyi burst out laughing, and Liu Rumeng's face also turned extremely ugly, as if she had swallowed a fly.
Although their relationship was never as perfect as it appeared to the outside world, they had at least been together for decades, so they knew each other's true nature. This statement was utterly disgusting.
Liu Rumeng gave him a cold look. Secretary Wei also returned with snacks, tea, coffee and other food. He had prepared everything meticulously, leaving no room for Wu Xiuyi to lash out. There were at least dozens of Chinese and Western dishes available.
Wu Xiuyi glanced at it and lost interest. Not wanting to waste any more time, she stood up and said, "Since you're busy here, I'll be leaving now."
Liu Rumeng hadn't gained the upper hand either way, so she didn't even bother to say goodbye and simply slammed the door and left, ignoring the stares of the onlookers outside.
Anyway, ever since Liu Yi made his will public, the struggle between the father and son in his family has become crystal clear. What's even more hateful is that the old man only gave him some shops and houses, treating him like a beggar, without any regard for him as his own son.
Liu Duan and Kuiran remained seated in their original positions. After their figures disappeared, he didn't even bother to show any expression. Now he was just waiting for them to reveal their true colors.
Liu Duanhe instructed Secretary Wei on a few matters, asking him to arrange them as soon as possible.
The most important thing, of course, is his grandfather's nursing home, which Liu Rumeng and the others will never give up on.
Although he didn't want to speculate on the sinister relationship between his grandfather and his father, he was even more convinced of how fragile human feelings and relationships were in the face of interests, and that there were people who could resist and uphold their principles, but that person could never be Liu Rumeng.
Who knows what he's capable of? Liu Duanhe could only imagine the worst.
After Secretary Wei left, he turned to the side and saw Feng Xingyun carrying a food box, looking as if she were walking a fashion show.
He dressed casually and unrestrainedly. The weather at the beginning of spring was so hot that he didn't need a down jacket because the climate had become increasingly strange in recent years.
Feng Xingyun, dressed in a black hoodie and jeans, walked past him without glancing at him. He was always keenly aware of people's emotions and knew that Liu Duan and his secretary disliked him.
Fortunately, he dislikes everyone, so he's happy to ignore them.
Secretary Wei took a step and stood outside the door watching Feng Xingyun go in. Through the gradually narrowing gap, he could clearly see Liu Duanhe's relaxed and natural smile.
Suddenly, I felt relieved.
He should probably think about where to put his year-end bonus to buy a new shop. Secretary Wei's parents have been craving his braised pork knuckle lately, so he has to go back and cook it. His sister has recently become interested in blind boxes, so he needs to surf the internet to learn more about them. There are also tasks that his boss just assigned him. What a fulfilling day!
He lifted his light steps to scare the group of colleagues who were slacking off.
Liu Duanhe got up and sat on the sofa with Feng Xingyun, curiously rummaging through the lunchbox. "What delicious food did you bring today?"
Feng Xingyun subtly glanced at him to make sure he wasn't in a bad mood. In fact, he had arrived earlier, but he had heard from the employees that Liu Duanhe's parents had also come. He knew that Liu Duanhe had always tried to keep him out of the way, and he had noticed this from Liu Duanhe's reaction when they bumped into each other in the garden last time.
Liu Duanhe was so strong-willed that he disliked showing weakness the most, and he considered it bad to confront his own parents.
Feng Xingyun carefully arranged the food and soup in the lunchbox, and like an old woman, thoroughly rinsed the bowls and chopsticks several times before handing them to Liu Duanhe, who had gone to wash his hands.
"Today's meal is yam and pork rib soup, stir-fried beef with yellow peppers, pine nut and corn, braised cabbage with chestnuts, and pea and minced meat noodles."
Through his painstaking research and the guidance of many master chefs, Feng Xingyun's culinary skills have improved by leaps and bounds, and he now takes care of Liu Duanhe's lunch and dinner.
Liu Duanhe was initially surprised by this, but he gradually got used to it, and today he ordered the dishes in advance as usual.
He first picked up the soup bowl, and the delicate and warm taste flowed smoothly into his throat. The soft and glutinous yam perfectly neutralized the greasiness of the pork ribs.
Liu Duanhe picked up a few more pieces of yam. The yam and pork rib soup had absorbed the aroma of meat, but it wasn't greasy at all.
Feng Xingyun watched Liu Duanhe eat with satisfaction. Seeing that his gaze kept falling on the pea noodles, Liu Duanhe then took a bite of the noodles.
Considering that the texture of noodles would deteriorate if they were soaked in soup for too long, Feng Xingyun made them into mixed noodles.
This was his first time making noodles, and he did not rely on anyone else for any step, starting from kneading the dough.
Liu Duanhe had tasted the cooking of many top chefs and inheritors of their skills. Feng Xingyun's cooking wasn't the best among them, but perhaps because he had put a lot of thought and care into it, Liu Duanhe felt it was the most to his liking.
The stir-fried beef with yellow peppers had only a slight spiciness, which was just right for Liu Duanhe, who could only handle a little spice. The spiciness was just enough to whet his appetite. The beef was stir-fried until tender, and seeing that Liu Duanhe was clearly enjoying his meal, Feng Xingyun was even more satisfied.
However, Liu Duanhe didn't rush to praise Feng Xingyun. He ate quickly, and only after finishing did he say to Feng Xingyun, "Your cooking skills have really fulfilled your previous promise to take care of my lunch and dinner."
Feng Xingyun wiped his fingertips with a tissue, "I'm glad you like it."
Liu Duanhe gently broke free, and Feng Xingyun's empty palms clenched together slightly, his eyes darkening.
He said, "No need for that. I'll feel more comfortable washing my hands in the lounge."
He threw the tissue he had used to wipe his mouth into the trash can, stood up leisurely, his long legs slender and lean under his suit trousers, his bony ankles faintly visible as he walked.
Feng Xingyun felt he was becoming more and more perverted. Although Liu Duanhe could be said to have revealed nothing except his fair hands and neck, just looking at his tightly wrapped legs and lean waist, he had already generated a lot of brainwashing thoughts.
Fortunately, the more he let his mind wander, the colder and more serious his expression became, revealing nothing about his thoughts except for his reddened ears.
When Liu Duanhe returned from the lounge, Feng Xingyun had already tidied up the table. It was his lunch break, so he didn't rush Feng Xingyun to leave.
Their relationship is gradually getting back on track. Although they no longer have the same official titles as before, they have developed a better understanding and more natural way of getting along.
On the other side, the atmosphere was completely different for Liu Rumeng and her group.
Once they arrived at the parking lot, Liu Rumeng gave up on pretending. The two had arrived in separate cars, and he didn't even bother to exchange pleasantries with Wu Xiuyi before heading straight to leave.
Wu Xiuyi lifted her leg to block his way, and said impatiently, "What's the use of throwing a tantrum? No matter how crazy you go, your father won't change his mind. He'll just think that his decision was right and that he shouldn't have handed the family fortune over to a good-for-nothing like you who can't control himself."
Her words were sarcastic, and contained a hint of genuine sarcasm. Liu Rumeng's brain immediately went blank, her face contorted into a grimace, turning a deep liver color. She clenched her fists and glared at her intently.
He retorted angrily, "Then what right do you have to criticize me? You should know that it wasn't just me who lost to Liu Duanhe; it was the two of us combined who lost to him!"
Wu Xiuyi's expression changed. How could she not be furious? If they won, even though Liu Rumeng wasn't a good person and it was uncertain whether she would get the shares she had agreed to as promised, at least there would be a carrot. They were also legally married, and their interests were inextricably intertwined. She would eventually get what she wanted.
But she still lost, defeated by Liu Duanhe, whom they treated as nothing more than a tool and a plaything. At only a teenager, she was already so cunning and scheming. Before, she had only pretended to be harmless and manipulable in front of them. She had thought that this child was obedient and well-behaved, but now it seemed that it was all a facade.
It's hateful that they spent their days hunting geese only to have their eyes pecked by the geese, allowing this child, who maintains stable social relationships, to take their place.
Liu Rumeng finally laughed, then sneered, "I thought you had truly cultivated a bodhisattva-like personality and didn't care about anything anymore."
This reminded him of what Liu Duanhe had said when they were upstairs, and he used it to annoy her again.
Wu Xiuyi rolled her eyes at him. This wasn't the place to discuss things in detail, so she led him to the rooftop of the building. In the elevator, he said discontentedly, "Stop talking nonsense. Are you just going to give up on what's to come? Are you just going to hand over the entire Liu family fortune to Liu Duanhe, that little beast?"
Liu Rumeng laughed out loud, "You little beast? Your mouth is still as sharp as ever. Give up? How could I give up? We've been preparing for decades, waiting for half our lives. I've also spent half my life preparing how to run the company. I can't give up!"
"Since the old man won't give it to me, I'll have to take it by force." The ruthlessness in his eyes terrified Wu Xiuyi, but at the same time, she was extremely satisfied.
"Fortunately, although you're not doing well with your company, you have a ruthless heart," Wu Xiuyi nodded meaningfully.
Liu Rumeng had already calmed down. She opened the door on the rooftop that wasn't closed properly and resumed her usual smiling tiger demeanor. "You're not to be outdone either."
"Join forces?" He lit a cigarette. The wind on the rooftop was strong and cold, and the howling wind made his face pale, but it also made his thoughts clearer than ever before. He held the cigarette between his well-maintained fingers and slowly exhaled the smoke.
Wu Xiuyi stopped beside him. The surrounding high-rise buildings made their figures appear incredibly small. Her voice was sweet and resolute as she said, "Of course, my best partner, my ally."
The sash of her trench coat fluttered, clinging to the corner of Liu Rumeng's coat beside her, her wavy hair exuding a captivating charm.
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Author's note: There will be four or three more chapters tonight.
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