Three days later, on a sunny afternoon, sunlight streamed into the house through the floor-to-ceiling windows, but failed to dispel the tense and cold atmosphere.
Su Chenxi was sent back, and the innocent child also returned with him. They were like leaves blown by the wind, silently entering this space full of complex emotions.
Song Jiao sat at home, her eyes moving between the system screen and the two people in reality.
She looked at Lu Tingshen's face on the screen, which was as dark as ink, and could no longer hold back her smile. The corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a hint of teasing.
I really want to ask Lu Tingshen if he is surprised or delighted.
The moment Su Chenxi's eyes met Lu Tingshen's, there was no joy of reunion after a long separation, but instead it was filled with disgust.
That kind of disgust, like the coldness rising from the bottom of the heart, is enough to freeze any warm emotion.
He recalled the days when he was deeply hurt by this man, and the pain and humiliation seemed to surge back into his heart.
"What on earth do you want to do by bringing me back?" Su Chenxi's voice was devoid of warmth, and she didn't even want to hide her emotions. "Ten million, as long as you give me ten million, I'll stay with you for a year."
In her opinion, this man was no longer worth her pretending and being perfunctory.
Lu Ting stood there in shock, his eyes full of confusion and doubt.
He once thought that no matter what they went through, Su Chenxi's feelings for him would never change.
But now, he found that he was wrong, and extremely wrong.
"What did you say?" Lu Tingshen's voice trembled a little, and he seemed to be trying hard to suppress his emotions.
Su Chenxi crossed her arms and sneered, "Don't you understand what I'm saying? I said I'll spend 10 million with you for a year." Her words were full of contempt and challenge, as if telling Lu Tingshen that the relationship between them had completely deteriorated.
Lu Tingshen's face became even uglier. He couldn't accept this reality.
He couldn't help but ask, "Su Chenxi, why did you become like this?" His voice was full of pain and helplessness.
Su Chenxi sneered, "Lu Tingshen, why did I become like this? Don't you know in your heart? You kicked me out that night. What happened to me? Don't you know? If it weren't for you, would I become like this now?"
"You are the high and mighty Mr. Lu, and I am just your plaything, a substitute." Su Chenxi's words were full of self-mockery and sarcasm.
She once thought that she could get into this man's heart, but now she realized that she was just a substitute from beginning to end.
If Song Ting hadn't told him, he would still be immersed in this hatred of blaming others.
"Why do you think so? I admit that I was wrong that night, but if Song Ting hadn't rejected you, you wouldn't have become like this!" Lu Tingshen still believes that all this is because Song Jiao didn't take him in.
Su Chenxi sneered, "Mr. Lu, what are you talking about? Who is Song Ting to me? Why would she take me in? She would reject everyone outside for her Omega. What about you? How many have you rejected for me?"
The noise continued, but Song Jiao had already turned off the system screen. After all, she just wanted to see if Su Chenxi would be brainwashed by Lu Ting again.
Then Song Jiao had already begun to swallow up Lu Tingshen's business.
After that day, the relationship between Lu Tingshen and Su Chenxi fell into endless quarrels.
Their way of getting along seemed to have turned into an endless war, with every encounter accompanied by fierce arguments and cold wars.
Until one night, Lu Tingshen lost his mind after getting drunk, and he forcibly took possession of Su Chenxi.
No matter how Su Chenxi resisted and refused, her strength seemed so insignificant in front of the drunk Lu Tingshen.
That night, her tears soaked her pillow, and her heart was filled with humiliation and anger.
In order to take revenge on Lu Tingshen, Su Chenxi chose to remain silent.
He did not tell Lu Tingshen that he had been infected with HIV.
He was waiting for the opportunity, waiting to give Lu Tingshen a fatal blow.
Three months later, Su Chenxi walked into the Lu Building with a bouquet of bright roses.
She chose to break into the conference room when Lu Tingshen was in a meeting, breaking the silence of this business occasion.
She looked at Lu Tingshen affectionately, handed him the rose, and then gently opened her red lips and uttered a shocking sentence: "Congratulations on joining the HIV family!"
Lu Tingshen's face turned pale in an instant. He widened his eyes and looked at Su Chenxi in disbelief.
He stood up suddenly, pinched Su Chenxi's shoulders hard, and roared, "Why? Why do you do this to me!" His voice was full of anger and despair.
Su Chenxi just smiled faintly, gently broke free from Lu Tingshen's hand, and walked to the window of the conference room.
He turned his back to Lu Tingshen and said with a smile, "Of course it's to take revenge on you. I'm already in hell, why are you in heaven?" Her words were full of sarcasm and resentment.
If it weren't for Lu Tingshen's initial distrust, if it weren't for his indifference, how could he have encountered such a thing.
He hated that if he didn't have a good life, the other party wouldn't have an easy life either.
After saying this, Su Chenxi turned around and jumped out of the window without hesitation.
Lu Tingshen ran to the window in shock.
His heart seemed to be torn apart, and pain and regret surged in his heart.
From that day on, Lu Tingshen fell into deep self-blame and regret.
He went to the hospital for examination and treatment, but the trauma in his heart was difficult to heal.
This incident also became a laughing stock within the company, with people talking about it and causing great damage to his image.
As time went by, Song Jiao naturally took over Lu's enterprise. Her business acumen and decisive decision-making made her successfully become the largest shareholder of Lu's.
All these achievements are the result of her careful planning and hard work.
However, at the same time, Lu Tingshen's physical condition was getting worse and worse.
Due to long-term bad mood and failure to receive treatment on time, his body gradually collapsed.
Less than half a year later, he passed away, and the news shocked the entire business community.
Shortly after Lu Tingshen passed away, Song Jiao sat lazily in the spacious and bright office.
She was playing with a pencil delicately between her fingers, with a barely perceptible smugness in her eyes.
She glanced at the task panel calmly and confirmed that the task progress had reached 100%.
Nodding with satisfaction, Song Jiao slowly said, "Leave the mission world." Her voice was calm and firm, as if she was talking about something very ordinary.
As she finished her words, her figure gradually disappeared in the office, leaving only an empty seat and the still spinning pencil.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
