"No need." Yong Zhixu grabbed him.
"Why?" Chen Zui was puzzled. "Don't you want to get to know him?"
"No, it has nothing to do with Fengyue."
Chen Zui was so anxious that he couldn't remember which woman his third brother's eyes had lingered on, let alone who he had praised.
How is this not special?
This person is like a rainbow... Hey, why didn’t I realize before that Third Brother is so good at praising people!
No, he must take action!
Chen Zui pried Yong Zhixu's hands apart and quickly turned back to look for the woman.
However, it was too late, the person had already disappeared.
——
Tang Xili watched the white doves fly farther and farther away, slowly walked down the stairs, a hint of nostalgia flashed in her eyes.
Her mother likes white pigeons very much...
"Buzz--" The sound of an engine interrupted her thoughts.
The black Bugatti stopped steadily in front of her when she reached the last step.
The driver's window rolled down, and the handsome man took off his sunglasses, stuck his head out, and smiled like a shark. "Ms. Tangxi, welcome back."
If the driver Xiao Zhang was here, he would be dumbfounded, because this person was none other than Ji Fuzheng, who had just angrily broken off the engagement.
The message that Tang Xili just sent was directed to him.
"Long time no see." She walked around the front of the car and sat in the passenger seat.
The car turned a corner and merged into the traffic flow. When it was waiting for the first red light, Ji Fuzheng tilted his head and winked at Tang Xili. "How was it, sister? Did I act well just now?"
He was like a big, enthusiastic dog, wagging his tail, his bright eyes full of praise.
Tang Xili nodded in affirmation, "You performed very well. I will talk to your father and have your bank account unfrozen."
"Really? Oh, oh..." Ji Fuzheng let out a joyful cry like a monkey, "My sister is still the best!"
Of course, it was also because he cooperated well.
The An family probably would never have thought that what happened today was planned by him and Sister Tangxi in the morning.
He proposed marriage to the An family, but she asked someone to persuade An Qian to run away from the marriage, so that the An family would remember that they had an eldest daughter who had been abandoned for more than ten years abroad.
The An family brought their eldest daughter back to China. Before they got the marriage certificate, An Qian's love affair was exposed. He broke off the engagement from the moral high ground.
Every step was within their calculations.
Not only did they cheat the An family out of their money, but they also asked them to invite the people back on their own initiative.
In the future, whenever the An family thinks of this god, whom they personally invited back, they will feel a lump in their throat and regret their own stupidity.
Killing someone and destroying their heart is killing two birds with one stone.
People often say that advanced hunters often appear as prey, and he has seen this.
"Sister, what should we do next?" Ji Fuzheng asked.
Tang Xili lowered the car window, feeling the summer breeze, and said casually, "Tell the An family that I was behind this."
"Huh? Tell the An family?" Ji Fuzheng's eyes widened, thinking he had misheard, his face filled with astonishment. "Why? You just returned to China. If I tell the An family, how could they let you go?"
Tang Xili leaned her elbows on the car window, supported her head, looked at the rainbow that was about to disappear in the void, and curled her lips.
"That's more interesting, isn't it?"
Ji Fuzheng: “…”
Okay, desperate gambler.
As expected of a woman who massacred people on Wall Street, her courage and insight are different from those of ordinary people.
This is a high-end game!
——
Half an hour later, the car drove into a European-style villa in East City.
The manor is very large. Except for the villa in the middle, the rest of the open space is planted with blue philodendron.
The rich and romantic colors stretch across the courtyard. At first glance, it looks like a carpet studded with sapphires, so beautiful that it makes people intoxicated.
Ji Fuzheng was here for the first time and was very curious, "What kind of flower is this?"
"This is philodendron." Tang Xili bent down and picked a handful. "Its flower language is forgiveness."
"Forgive? Forgive?" Ji Fuzheng felt that there must be a story behind it!
Perhaps it was because she had not revealed herself to anyone for a long time, at this moment, Tang Xili felt a desire to talk.
She said quietly, "I planted it where she died, and prayed for her forgiveness."
Ji Fuzheng followed her all the way to the villa entrance. He sensed deep remorse in her words and couldn't help asking, "Who is it?"
Tang Xili looked up, followed the huge Roman columns in front of the porch, and pointed to the highest point of the villa. "It's my mother."
"Sixteen years ago, on a snowy night, I stood here as a child and watched her jump down from that place."
It snowed heavily that night. She called 120 and waited for a long time but no ambulance arrived.
Her mother had already died in her arms. That was the first time she experienced despair...
The girl spoke calmly, as if she were an outsider, telling a story that had nothing to do with her.
After saying that, she plucked the camellia from her chest and placed it, along with a bunch of blue philodendron, at the place where her mother fell from the building.
White camellia was my mother's favorite flower when she was alive.
At her most helpless age, she couldn't protect the people she wanted to protect.
Now that she has grown up, the only thing she can do is to drag those executioners down to hell step by step.
Ji Fuzheng listened silently, feeling pain in his heart.
He only knew that she was the noble person who single-handedly saved the Ji family from collapse, and that she was a financial genius that made the bigwigs on Wall Street talk about her.
But I didn't expect that beneath the cold and strong appearance, there was such a deep wound.
In fact, even though they had known each other for three years, he really knew very little about her.
He only recently found out that she was the eldest daughter of the An family.
"I'm sorry, sister. I didn't mean to bring up your sad story..." Ji Fuzheng felt very guilty and didn't know how to comfort her.
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