The power that so Tycoons can wield is enough to make , a commoner, tremble in fear.
But in the end, Wan Donglin had no choice but to show the video. Seeing Xixi safe and sound with his own eyes was the first step toward victory.
He turned around and saw the aloof expression on Wan Donglin’s face. It wasn’t a triumphant look, but a kind of arrogance that seeped from his very bones, silently proclaiming his supre status, as if to say, Huang Xiaojue, you might as well give up; you are no match for .
Unexpectedly, Huang Xiaojue walked back, stopping three steps away from Wan Donglin. Wan Donglin hadn’t expected him to turn back, his brow furrowing slightly. But Huang Xiaojue spoke before he could, "Wan Donglin, don’t think that wealth and power give you carte blanche. What does all your power amount to? Yan Xixi will never love you. Even if you imprison her, can you imprison her heart? Do you really believe you can make her truly love you?"
The words struck ho, a fatal blow. Wan Donglin was incensed. "Huang Xiaojue, if you don’t get out of here, are you looking for death?"
Huang Xiaojue sneered. "You are nothing but a shaless scoundrel. No wonder Xixi despises you, preferring death over capitulating to you. Do you not feel ashad, winning a woman this way?"
"Get out!"
"Wan Donglin, don’t think you can just blot out the sky with one hand. No matter how impressive you are, Xixi will never love you!"
Wan Donglin clenched his teeth, his fists CRACKING. If it weren’t for the many security guards at the door, he would have charged forward and smashed Huang Xiaojue’s face. But because the guards were present, he restrained himself.
"Get out!"
"I’m telling you, if you don’t release Yan Xixi within a day, I will not let this go. Furthermore, your vicious acts of beating her, torturing her, and humiliating her—I’ll tally up every single one, and one day, I’ll settle this entire score with you..."
This ti, he didn’t hesitate and strode away.
Wan Donglin stood rooted to the spot, his face livid with fury.
"Young Master... Young Master..." Zhang Xiang stamred.
Wan Donglin glowered at Zhang Xiang. "What good are you? How could you have let soone barge in and search the place so easily? Are all our security asures a joke? If the house were emptied, would you all still be sound asleep?"
Zhang Xiang hung his head, not daring to bear the brunt of the Young Master’s fury at this mont. He inwardly sighed, not even daring to tell him, ’Young Master, this was approved by your mother. The old madam clearly wanted to teach you a bloody lesson, to wreck your golden house. If it weren’t for her, who would dare do this?’ He was also puzzled by the madam’s risky move. Luckily, the Young Master hadn’t actually killed anyone. If he had, how could they have handled today’s situation? How could they stop the inevitable gossip? If the Young Master hadn’t shown the video, all sorts of rumors would probably be flying about by tomorrow. One shouldn’t assu privacy can be maintained forever; it’s highly possible to be stripped bare for all to see overnight.
「In the afternoon, the sun shone brightly.」
The sun erged after several days of sleet, imdiately bringing a slight hint of spring.
Yan Xixi walked to the window and was surprised to see a cluster of roses outside that had produced two red flowers, each the size of a child’s fist. Despite the harsh winter, they blood beautifully on their own.
She stood on her tiptoes and reached out to pluck one, but couldn’t quite reach it, even after stretching for so ti.
Just then, the phone rang.
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