After the summit ended, Xu Yanzhi went upstairs to take an unpleasant phone call. Before the call was even over, the father and son parted on bad terms.
It was almost 8 o'clock when I left, and the elevator smoothly arrived at the third basement level.
Uncle Zhuang followed behind him and could clearly feel his low spirits.
The stalemate between father and son wasn't something that had started in the last two years, but it had clearly been deteriorating. Uncle Zhuang had watched him grow up since he was a child, and had almost forgotten that they had once been a happy family of three.
"The gentleman's intentions are not bad. The girls who can catch his eye must be of excellent character and family background. Why not listen to him and go meet them? He has just had surgery and is recuperating."
Xu Yanzhi did not stop walking, and the curve of his lips was hard to deny as sarcasm.
An elderly man who had just come off the operating table was even considering marriage as a way to expand his group's business.
However, he has overreached.
In addition to his own household registration book, they also want to interfere with his affairs.
Before even getting into the car, Xu Yanzhi loosened his tie, his voice tinged with weariness.
"I don't have time."
He has indeed been very busy lately, preparing the restructuring and acquisition documents for Xindao Steel. Because of the negative impact of Tan Jing's incident, Daying has been removed from the bidding process, but the remaining thirty-odd companies are eyeing this lucrative opportunity.
China is a society based on personal connections; simply preparing a plan is not enough. He needs to personally deal with many people and matters at various levels.
Uncle Zhuang laughed and said, "There's always time to make arrangements. That night on the cruise ship, you were delayed for more than four hours just to take Miss Meng there."
He wasn't actually going back to Jiuzhou that night; he should have taken the highway from the provincial road to a neighboring city to drop Meng Jiuyi off. He didn't have time to rest all night.
Xu Yanzhi paused slightly, staring into the void without answering him.
The driver had already opened the car door for him. As he bent down to get in, the parking lot, which was too still, was disturbed by the flickering lights, and he turned his head to look at it.
Across a pillar, a couple in a Ferrari across the street were embracing, seemingly kissing.
He couldn't be bothered to observe other people's intimacy; he should have looked away immediately.
But coincidentally, she happened to know the female lead.
The soft lamplight bathed her face, a captivating smile playing on her lips, her fingers already hooking onto Tan Yue's shirt and pulling it down.
She was the one who, that day, was so nervous that her eyelashes fluttered and she bit her lip because she was afraid he would see her naked; she was also the one who got into his car covered in marks from other people's kisses.
How many more "shes" are there?
"Your training isn't very good either."
Meng Jiuyi hooked his shirt over his shoulder and glanced down at him. "You don't have much muscle."
The lamplight cast shadows on her face like a richly colored oil painting, making Tan Yue even more itchy and impatient. "Let's go to the hotel so you can see as much as you want?"
"I gently poked him back with a finger," Meng Jiuyi said.
"You're too impatient."
Tan Yue grabbed her arm and pulled her back, "Baby, I just spent hundreds of dollars on you, can't you even give me a kiss?"
Li Zhen had been thoroughly played by Tan Jing, and Tan Yue had no interest in her whatsoever. Hearing Meng Jiuyi say that he was more than happy to replace her.
Meng Jiuyi: "Only a few hundred? Someone just transferred 30 million to me and I didn't even acknowledge him."
This statement comes from someone who is very guilty.
"who?"
Tan Yuchen, that dog.
Meng Jiuyi leaned close to his ear and whispered, "I'll tell you at the hotel."
Tan Yue was already aroused by her and stepped on the gas to leave.
Meng Jiuyi gripped the steering wheel and said with a smile, "I'll drive."
"Oh, you can?"
Having a beautiful woman drive him was something Tan Yue couldn't be happier with. As the two were switching places, Meng Jiuyi inadvertently looked up and his gaze collided directly with that of the person opposite the wall pillar.
Xu Yanzhi was looking at her in the dimly lit parking lot, his eyes as misty as the morning fog.
I was surprised when I first heard her confession.
They dared to switch the headphones and chatted endlessly about all sorts of random things.
Xu Yanzhi had never seen anyone so bold before. Even when she followed him around furtively, she never showed such courage.
But she blocked his way, and the apology she uttered as she spoke coincided perfectly with the "I like you" in her earphones, and sunlight shone like a galaxy into her eyes.
Is it love, or apology?
A faint smile played on his lips, but before he could even ask, she had already abandoned all courage and made a hasty retreat.
He didn't even need to ask; he got the answer in just a few days.
She was also in that coquettish manner, resting her chin on her hand and smiling at the other person.
"Since you have so much money, why don't you let me spend some of it?"
Xu Yanzhi frowned as he watched her from afar, as if trying to figure out how many people this woman had used this tactic on.
Back then, Meng Jiuyi was unaware of his existence and didn't know how he looked at her.
Now it's clear, a fleeting hint of disgust and aversion flashed through my mind.
The knife that cut the hydrogen balloon took so long to return to her heart, and a tearing pain flowed through her blood and into her limbs.
She opened her mouth, leaned back in her chair, and ultimately said nothing, her back ramrod straight.
"Chairman Xu."
Tan Yue rolled down the car window and greeted him.
It's unclear whether he responded or not, because his eyes were as deep as a still pool, and the Rolls-Royce quickly drove away.
The streetlights on both sides swept across his face, illuminating his eyebrows and eyes. His brows were not furrowed at all, yet they gave people an inexplicable sense of oppression.
Before the car had traveled two kilometers, Uncle Zhuang heard his command.
"Drive it back!"
**
As soon as they said they were going to the hotel, the Ferrari drove out of the parking lot and headed straight for it.
The night lights obscured her dazed face, but she quickly regained her composure within seconds.
Her courage, like sand slipping through her fingers, gradually dissipated. Last time, when he caught her with Tan Sheng at the Ruijin Mansion, she ran across the ten-mile corridor, breathless, wanting to explain the whole story to him.
His indifferent remark, "Miss Meng," made her hesitate.
Now there's no need to call her Miss Meng anymore; Meng Jiuyi knows she shouldn't humiliate herself further.
Tan Yue joked, "Your driving skills are pretty good. I wonder how you drive in bed?"
Meng Jiuyi gave him a meaningful look and said, "You're much better at talking than your second brother."
"You know my second brother?"
"certainly."
How could Meng Jiuyi not remember someone who almost killed her?
The swaying shadows of the trees flashed past Meng Jiuyi's eyes, and she began to press the accelerator harder.
"My brother died young, it's good that you knew better than to follow him."
Tan Yue used his hand to prop up his head. The three brothers were outwardly friendly but inwardly at odds. Their only common point was that they all hated Tan Yuchen to the core.
Meng Jiuyi said, "Back then, I still had my former employer. Even if he didn't let me go, I wouldn't dare."
"Oh, tell me about it."
With the accelerator already pressed at 120 miles per hour, Meng Jiuyi turned to him and smiled, his face in the swaying shadows of the trees like the moon bathed in the night.
"Do you know Tan Yuchen? I'm one of his men. Remember, if you have any deep-seated grudges, go find him to settle them!"
As she spoke, she jerked the steering wheel and crashed directly into a tree diagonally opposite.
Tan Yue's eyes widened in fury: "Stop the fuck—"
Before he could finish speaking, the car crashed into a deep dent, and the airbags deployed.
Tan Yue wasn't wearing a seatbelt and was knocked unconscious and died in the car.
The car door suddenly opened, and Meng Jiuyi unbuckled his seatbelt, staggering out of the car with blood trickling down his calves.
She felt dizzy for a moment, but only for a short while. Once she regained her senses, she immediately used the tree for support and walked forward.
A shadow suddenly fell in front of me.
Meng Jiuyi looked up in a dazed state, and after the commotion subsided, she saw Xu Yanzhi frowning and looking at her intently.
"Do you always have to put yourself in such a life-or-death situation?"
Meng Jiuyi did not answer, and walked past him.
Her wrist was suddenly grabbed, but she shook it off, her voice tinged with barely perceptible soreness, "I don't need your help, I can walk by myself!"
She shook off his hand, but before she could take two steps, she was lifted into the air and picked up.
As their bodies shifted, Meng Jiuyi subconsciously looked up. His face was half-lit and half-shadowed, the dim light outlining his silhouette.
The moment Xu Yanzhi looked down, he clearly saw the moisture and bewilderment in her eyes.
He paused slightly, feeling the waves surging and his breath coming in gasps.
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