Han Zimo was beaten all over his body, like a fallen leaf ravaged by a storm, falling to the ground helplessly.
His hands were clenched tightly, veins bulging, but he had no power to fight back, because the attacks of those rich second generations were as dense and fierce as a rainstorm, leaving him no chance to fight back.
In the end, with the help of people around them, those rich second generations were stopped like tamed beasts.
Han Zimo was rushed to the hospital for treatment.
Tang Jinxuan stood aside and witnessed it all.
Her heart felt like it was hit hard by a huge rock. She never expected that the once arrogant Han Zimo, after leaving the Han family, would be bullied by a group of uneducated rich second-generations and even pinned to the ground and beaten, without any ability to fight back.
Such a scene made her feel a little bit uncomfortable.
"Everyone is responsible for their own choices. Since he wants to be Gu Qingcheng's boyfriend, it can't be President Han."
Song Jiao's voice sounded in Tang Jinxuan's ears, like a breeze, blowing away the confusion in her heart.
Tang Jinxuan lowered her head, she understood.
Although Song Jiao's words were a bit cold, they were true.
If Han Zimo chooses love, he must give up his former power and status.
"Jinxuan, have you ever thought about what your future situation would be like if I hadn't made this decision that day? There has always been a lot of malice towards women in this world. Why doesn't anyone dare to say anything bad about you now? Because you are the CEO of Han Group." Song Jiao's words were like a sharp sword, piercing through Tang Jinxuan's inner defenses.
"Power and money are the backing. When you have both, what else can you lack in love?"
Song Jiao never thought that love was the only thing in this world. Only money and power could make her feel safe.
If Tang Jinxuan does not wake up and grow, she will repeat the same mistakes in the future.
Tang Jinxuan only now understood Song Jiao's good intentions. She pursed her lips and said seriously, "Mom, I understand! I will give up those superficial ideas I had before."
"That's right!" Song Jiao stood up and adjusted her long skirt. "Come on, Mom will take you to eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks."
The show is over, it’s time to pack up and leave. I should follow up on the project progress tomorrow.
By the way, let's see what the situation is over there.
In the hospital ward, Gu Qingcheng looked at Han Zimo lying on the bed covered with scars. Although she felt a little reluctant, she was more confused and resentful.
She frowned and said in a reproachful tone, "Han Zimo, why are you so impulsive? The most important thing in business is to make a big deal out of a small matter. You're only making things worse by making a fuss out of a small matter."
Han Zimo was a little displeased when he heard this.
He glared at Gu Qingcheng and said in a cold tone, "You mean, even if they teased you, you could just hold it in silence?"
Gu Qingcheng was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect Han Zimo to ask her this question.
She bit her lip and said helplessly, "If you can endure it to make money, why not endure it? There are some things we must endure in order to survive in this society."
"Endure it? Don't you care about your dignity?" Han Zimo's voice rose a few degrees, and his eyes revealed disbelief and disappointment.
Gu Qingcheng looked at Han Zimo, and an inexplicable anger surged in her heart.
She felt that she had done nothing wrong and just chose to endure it for the sake of survival.
She glared back and said firmly, "Can dignity be eaten? If not, then it has no meaning. Han Zimo, you are no longer the high and mighty President Han. You need to learn to adapt to this realistic society."
When Han Zimo heard this, his anger grew even stronger.
He felt that Gu Qingcheng had changed, becoming so strange and indifferent.
He sat up suddenly and said in a cold tone: "Well, since you think so, then we have nothing to say. Go away, I don't want to see you again."
Gu Qingcheng glared back without showing any weakness, "Just go if you want to, do you think I want to stay here?" After saying that, she turned around and left the ward.
The quarrel between the two echoed in the ward until the door slammed shut and everything became completely quiet.
Han Zimo was the only one left in the ward, lying on the bed. He looked at the ceiling, his heart filled with loss and helplessness.
What went wrong? Why did it become like this?
Gu Qingcheng left the ward indifferently. Her steps were firm and resolute, as if she wanted to trample all the dissatisfaction and anger under her feet.
But her system couldn't help but remind her in her mind: "Host, you are doing a strategy mission. If you leave like this, what will happen if your favorability drops?"
However, Gu Qingcheng seemed not to hear it. She raised her leg irritably and kicked the obstacle placed at the entrance of the hospital hard, as if to vent all her dissatisfaction.
"You clearly asked me to capture the male protagonist in the first place, but now he has no money at all. There's no point in being with him at all." Her words were full of dissatisfaction and complaints, as if the whole world was against her.
"Host, once the target is determined, it cannot be changed. You must complete the task, otherwise 20,000 points will be deducted and you will not be able to enter the task world again within one year." The system's voice sounded in Gu Qingcheng's mind, like a cold chain, restraining her actions.
"Okay, okay, I get it! Can you please stop being so annoying? Will you die if you keep quiet?" Gu Qingcheng responded to the system angrily, her eyes flashing with anger, as if she wanted to burn everything to ashes.
She was so angry that she had no desire to pursue a man without any status. The feeling of superiority she once had was gone, replaced by endless irritation and dissatisfaction.
Gu Qingcheng took a deep breath and tried to calm herself. She knew the most important thing now was to find a way to change Han Zimo's fate. So, she opened the system mall and began searching for items that could help Han Zimo regain his spirits. Her eyes quickly scanned the mall, her heart filled with anticipation and hope.
Maybe there really is something here that can change everything.
Seeing this, Song Jiao couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth. It was so hard to suppress.
She took out her cell phone and directly transferred 100,000 yuan to each of the rich second generation, and by the way, gave them the opportunity to get involved in the Han Group, so that she could also find trouble for Han Zimo in the future.
That's good.
Just as the two were enjoying the delicious food, Tang Jinxuan's cell phone suddenly rang, breaking the silence.
Confused, she picked up the phone and answered it. Han Zimo's furious voice, like thunder, came from the other end of the line: "Tang Jinxuan, is this all you and my mother can do? I'm telling you! Even if I became a beggar, I would never ask for even a tiny bit of charity from you!"
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