Chapter 27 Using Her

He did not want her to grant him a concession, so he wagered against his father; he ventured into the dragon’s den; he returned after a brush with death in Myanmar just to love her; and he personally lured her into his trap.

All of this was merely for a chance to draw close to her once more.

Shang Jiuxu understood Su Mian far too well, perhaps even better than she understood herself. She cared about the things he cared about—things like inheritance rights or deep-seated hatred. Once the high walls in her heart were built, once she had made up her mind, there would truly be no turning back between them.

Bai Lu’s voice suddenly shattered the silence. Yan Qi seemed to wake from a deep dream, her entire body feeling as if it were being restrained. She stiffened and looked up, only to be met by the piercing gaze of Chen Chuan.

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Xiuyuan called back twice, fearing that Xia Jingya had truly run into trouble. He immediately set off to the apartment where she was staying to find her.

Nan Yuan could clearly feel the sensation of Yan Zi’s cold fingers tracing his back; he could not have been mistaken.

The shouting between father and son was deafening, audible to everyone in the office. Feeling a sense of humiliation, Cheng Xiuyuan shot his assistant a look. The assistant immediately excused himself and closed the door.

It was an entirely subconscious act; one might say she had a servile nature—even though she had already resigned, she still bowed to the chairman’s every command.

"It’s wonderful, truly wonderful. This is finally a home that belongs solely to me. Here, I can do whatever I want; I will no longer be beaten, scolded, or treated with such harshness."

Naturally, she would no longer be as she once was. It is quite ironic, is it not? Why must life grind down the true, the good, and the beautiful until one feels nothing but the chill of disillusionment?

Shen Han waited for Cheng Xiuyuan in the car. Seeing him emerge with a dark expression, she found it amusing, though she couldn't be bothered to show it.

Qian Duoduo was absolutely livid. She did not want to marry—she certainly would not marry those brutes. She was destined to be the wife of a high-ranking official.

Conversely, as a star student of the academy, even if Bai Weihai sought advice directly from the professors, everyone would offer their guidance with passion.

Xiao Cheng gave a cold snort. "I drove him into a corner, so naturally, he won't come looking for me. He has always believed that my relationship with you is unusual, so he will inevitably come to you." His explanation was simple, leaving the rest unspoken.

Ye Han sat quietly, his expression as cold as the thousand-year ice atop a mountain. The others watched him in silence, not daring to speak.

The entertainment industry was constantly being infused with fresh, young blood, yet it had no impact on her whatsoever.

It seems those who wish to eliminate me even include the Grand Tutor of the current dynasty. I could not help but chuckle silently. Why think of such things? I do not know when it happened, but the seeds of hatred within my heart have long since ceased to exist.

The special period has passed; it will be increasingly difficult to intervene in the internal politics of the Mu Kingdom from here on out.

"Baby Dragon! Don't worry! We will certainly be fine!" Although his body was continuously buffeted by the crashing waves, Yang’s consciousness remained sharp. He knew he could not collapse. Sensing the tremors of the Baby Dragon in his arms, Yang could not help but shout words of encouragement, hoping it would not give up.

After the events of their engagement day, Xiao Cheng continued to shower her with affection, yet it seemed he was no longer as compliant as he once was. Bai Zhen could clearly sense his growing agitation.

"Changing to a new car so close to the finals—isn't that too risky?" Hailer was puzzled by the Italian team's sudden change. Why wait until now to switch cars? Were they perhaps too confident in themselves before, despite only placing fourth?

Trust is a fragile thing, invisible and intangible. Every time she resolved to trust him, reality would deal her a heavy blow, forcing her back into her cold, original form. She was someone who feared being hurt; with every injury, she would retreat further into her shell, hiding in a corner unseen by others to lick her wounds in silence.

"No matter how you answer, as long as you tell the truth, I will spare you. Otherwise, I guarantee you, I will not let you off. Especially regarding your use of work hours to flirt with your boyfriend—I will certainly punish that severely." Cancan leaned back in her chair, arching her delicate brows.