Chapter 22 Chapter 22
There was a man and a woman in the photo. They didn't look very old. Asians tend to look young. The boss couldn't tell whether they were 17 or 18 or in their twenties.
The girl among them was the female guest I met a few days ago.
The girl in the photo is dressed very simply, with her black hair tied neatly behind her head. However, her plain dress does not detract from her beauty. She is like a gorgeous lily that is fully exposed and blooming. She clearly tells the world that I am a peerless beauty and I do not need any external embellishment.
She looked calm and looked at the camera peacefully. Compared with the elegant and indifferent female guest a few days ago, she had a more exposed arrogance. She seemed young and immature, yet also extremely beautiful and majestic.
And the man next to her, yes, now the boss prefers to call him a man.
If girls are naturally beautiful, then men have extremely aggressive looks. They are so handsome that even the boss, who has seen all kinds of handsome men and beautiful women, is stunned for a moment. They domineeringly steal other people's attention, just like the handsome vampire in the castle or the demon in the ancient legend who likes to eat human souls.
This man who could be called a handsome man turned his head and looked at the girl beside him at the moment the camera froze his picture. The slightly raised corners of his mouth made his temperament even more evil and charming.
He said that he would not be wrong, because these two people were too outstanding in temperament and appearance. It is difficult for people to forget those amazing people who appear in their lives. Even if they just met by chance and had no intersection, they would suddenly think of them for no apparent reason and sigh in admiration.
The boss took down the shaky photo from the photo wall and turned it over. In the lower right corner of the photo there was a short sentence in Spanish: This is a port.
Oh, the subtle and romantic love.
He smiled knowingly.
I was surprised to find a love hidden at the foot of the snow-capped mountains.
But when I think that more than ten years have passed and the boy who accompanies the girl is no longer the same boy, a feeling of melancholy and sadness arises.
He recalled more and searched around the photo, and indeed found a group photo of eight people, including Asians and white people.
There were eight people in the photo, five boys and three girls. If he remembered correctly, two of the three girls were madly chasing the same guy. Young girls are always easily attracted by pretty faces.
This man is the devilish man in the double photo.
The only one who showed no interest in him was her—the girl in the double photo.
I have to say, this is a regret in another sense.
I don’t know whether the man later expressed his feelings to the girl he had a crush on, or maybe he had already expressed his feelings but was rejected by the girl. The boss sincerely hopes that this is the case.
Otherwise it would be too heartbreaking, a love hidden in the years and never revealed.
The boss held the photo in his hand, finding it difficult to just throw away this photo that contained his love.
Finally, he decided to return the photo to its original owner. At least the person in the photo should know that someone once loved her.
After making the decision, the bar owner found Zheng Yuandao with the photos.
Zheng Yuandao was stunned when he saw the photo. When he turned it over and saw the poem behind the photo, he felt as if the dust had settled in his heart and that it was indeed as it should be.
“This is a port”
The second half of the sentence is - I love you here.
Zheng Yuandao respected the bar owner's idea and gave him Song Lingxi's phone number and address.
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Since returning from the resort, Zong Xuecheng has never visited Song Lingxi again.
Secretary Qian sent someone to inquire about the Song family's opinions but came back with no useful information. The Song family knew nothing about Song Lingxi's affairs. If the Wang family hadn't instigated them, they would have thought that Song Lingxi had died outside all these years ago.
So Secretary Qian went to Song Lingxi's hometown in person again, but no news came back yet.
As for the consecutive dreams and uncontrollable body reactions, Zong Xuecheng first went to see a psychiatrist. The psychiatrist couldn't see any problems, so he spent a lot of money to find an expert.
The Wang family has been restless these days, and they brought back a daughter who had been living outside.
Zong Xuecheng has always wanted to acquire the Wang family's industry and completely remove the last obstacle that hinders the development of the Zong family. Unfortunately, although the person in charge of the Wang family has no successor, he is not confused and firmly controls this key link.
He even hinted to Zong Xuecheng that Zong Fei would inherit the Wang family in the future.
Zong Xuecheng sneered at this. The next generation of the Wang family only had a fool like Wang Ruowei, who was unwilling to hire a professional manager to manage the company, let alone let Zong Fei, an outsider, take over.
If Zong Fei really inherited the Wang family, would the Wang family be named Wang or Zong in the future?
However, Zong Xuecheng did not expose Old Master Wang's lies. Instead, he played along with the Wang family and made them think that he believed them. He secretly circumvented the Wang family and invested a lot of money in developing alternatives.
In recent years, the efforts have gradually paid off and the Wang family has also responded.
Wang Ruowei's return to China was a test, but unfortunately Zong Xuecheng did not respond.
When one is useless, we take another one, but I don’t know if the new one has any brains.
However, Zong Xuecheng soon met Wang Xinjue, the daughter of the Wang family who was brought back from outside.
Wang Xinjue came to the Wang family on her own initiative. Before she returned to the Wang family, she entered the entertainment industry and met Zong Jiayin through a play. Through this relationship, she quickly became familiar with the Zong family. The second branch of the Zong family introduced her to the old man Zong. The old man was not stupid, but he had grown old and his heart had become soft, so he turned a blind eye to everything.
After Wang Xinjue became a frequent visitor to the Zong family, Zong Xuecheng met her in the garden one day.
The morning light was dim, the sky was clear and blue, and the roses in the garden were in full bloom. Zong Xuecheng used to think it was a waste of time to just pass by, but today he had walked here unknowingly.
After walking along a small path, the view in front of me suddenly opened up. A young and graceful girl was holding a flower basket and bending down to cut a gorgeous rose. When I heard the sound, I turned around and my eyes happened to meet Zong Xuecheng's.
Surprise flashed across the girl's face, and then she pursed her lips a little embarrassedly and explained: "Hello Mr. Zong, I am Wang Xinjue, Jiayin told me that the flowers in the garden can be picked..."
Zong Xuecheng nodded and prepared to leave.
"Mr. Zong!" Wang Yujue called out to Zong Xuecheng when he saw him about to leave.
Zong Xuecheng stopped and waited for her to speak.
Wang Yujue was not embarrassed this time, but mustered up the courage to ask directly, "Mr. Zong, will you marry me?"
Zong Xuecheng looked at me with an unfathomable look in his eyes, and asked in an ambiguous tone, "Did you come to see me on your own initiative or on the initiative of the Wang family?"
The pressure was so strong that Wang Yujue's scalp went numb. He said under the pressure, "It's... the Wang family, but I didn't come to you because of the Wang family!"
"I want to make a deal with you. We can have a fake marriage until Zong Fei comes of age and inherits the Wang family," Wang Yujue took a deep breath and continued, "I know the Wang family took me back just for profit, and I also know that although you hate the Wang family now, you still need the Wang family, so the best way to solve this problem is a fake marriage."
"Marry me, and the Wang family will be at peace." Of course, this marriage is also very beneficial to her. After becoming Zong Xuecheng's wife, she will be able to get rid of the Wang family smoothly, and her status and resources in the entertainment industry will also increase accordingly.
But if she didn't marry Zong Xuecheng, the Wang family didn't know who would sell her to, probably some middle-aged men with fat bellies.
Therefore, for Wang Yujue, the handsome and gentle Zong Xuecheng was the best choice. Fake marriage was just an excuse she made to convince Zong Xuecheng. Being Mrs. Zong for life was naturally much better than being helpless and being controlled by others.
So Wang Yujue said with tears in his eyes, "And I can be free from the control of the Wang family. You may not know that I don't want to go back to the Wang family, but I have to go back. They threatened me with my career and my mother."
Wang Yujue knew very well that a woman's tears were a weapon, and that showing weakness to a man would gain sympathy. As long as Zong Xuecheng felt sympathy for her, things would be much easier.
But she didn't know that Zong Xuecheng could see through her poor acting skills and her calculations. Although Zong Xuecheng was not involved in those messy things, it didn't mean he had never encountered them. On the contrary, too many men and women with ulterior motives tried to impress him with their acting skills or tears.
"It sounds like a good idea," Zong Xuecheng said slowly, with a flash of sarcasm in his eyes, "but why must it be you? Besides you, the Wang family also has Wang Ruowei."
Wang Yujue was speechless. She couldn't say that Wang Ruowei had a bad reputation and had become an abandoned child of the Wang family, right?
Wang Yujue had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "My sister was sent abroad by my father to recuperate."
Zong Xuecheng sneered silently, "You Wang family really have no taboos."
Wang Yujue's face flushed red as she felt there was something else behind the words. It didn't seem like a simple comment on Wang Ruowei being sent abroad. At the same time, she was a little disappointed. This man was indeed as hard-hearted as the legend said. He was indifferent to her show of weakness.
Zong Xuecheng ignored Wang Yujue and walked deeper into the garden. Wang Yujue looked at his back, hesitating whether he should chase him.
In the end, she still didn't go with him. She was still somewhat shrewd and knew that things would be better if she took it easy. Since Zong Xuecheng didn't reject her proposal, it meant there was a chance, and today's trip was not in vain.
Deep in the garden, Wang Yujue did not leave any trace in Zong Xuecheng's heart, but her words did remind Zong Xuecheng again.
From the moment he stepped into the garden, Zong Xuecheng's eyes appeared with the scene of Song Lingxi standing in a sea of roses and turning her head to smile sweetly at him.
Even the evening breeze that day loved her especially.
It seems that he has been tamed by Song Lingxi, Zong Xuecheng thought expressionlessly.
When he first met Song Lingxi, Zong Xuecheng just wanted her. It was no big deal, just like he wanted a book or wanted to make a business deal.
If you want it, you get it. In exchange for equal value, he got the woman he wanted. She could cure his illness, recuperate, and raise his young son.
Zong Xuecheng could certainly see Song Lingxi's reluctance.
But he had no intention of taming Song Lingxi. He disdained to play with people's hearts. He had too many things to do. A woman was not worth his time.
After all, no matter whether Song Lingxi is willing or not, he is the only one who is qualified to stop the transaction. This is the capital of those in high positions.
But in the end he didn't expect that he would be tamed.
If you don't want to be tamed, you have to replace the variable people.