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Since the payment has been made, I understand the principle of using someone else's money to resolve their troubles. I quickly changed my demeanor and smiled as I said, "It's nothing much. Old Zhao just asked me how I felt about Ouyang Zhirou. I told him she’s like a snake that can’t be raised; she presents one face in front of you and another behind your back, making it hard to tell friend from foe."
"And then?"
"Then Old Zhao said that the people from the Ouyang Family are nothing special, unlike our mother back in the day. She truly captivated countless young men, like a blooming flower passing through a patch of weeds, bringing a splash of vibrant color to their dull lives—my mother."
"Alright, alright, let’s stop there. You should take a break," Li Hong interrupted me, clearly indicating that this father-son duo had reached an agreement and there was no need to continue listening.
After stuffing the greeting card back into the gift box and handing it to me, I took the box and ran back upstairs without looking back.
Once I was gone, Li Hong finally called Old Zhao over.
Old Zhao, who had been lamenting that this brat hadn’t wasted his time studying and could speak so well, perked up when he heard his wife calling him and hurried over.
"What do you think of that girl from the Ouyang Family?"
After a moment of silence upon hearing Li Hong mention Ouyang Zhirou, Old Zhao replied, "I think that brat's analysis is spot on. Ouyang Xiong's daughter is definitely not ordinary; she’s not as simple as she appears."
"Well, if even you think so, then Xiao Lun must have accepted his current identity. And you should investigate that girl Lin Mu Xi as well. We didn’t want to get involved before, but now she’s sending love letters home."
"Sigh, that kid brought this trouble upon himself; he should deal with it himself after all."
Hearing this, Li Hong nodded in agreement and didn’t argue further before turning to head upstairs.
"Oh right, Old Zhao," she added, "you seem quite energetic today. You’ll be rewarded tonight."
With a clatter, Old Zhao dropped the cup he was holding on the floor.
"What kind of reward is this?!"
Meanwhile, Lin Mu Xi lay in her bed at home, unable to fall asleep for a long time. She had indeed gone to apologize to Zhao Lun today but found he wasn’t home, missing an opportunity for face-to-face explanation.
She meticulously wrote down everything that happened and even included a voice recorder that captured all the details in hopes of gaining Zhao Lun’s forgiveness.
Knock knock knock. "Mu Xi, are you asleep?"
Hearing the knock on her door, Lin Mu Xi sat up in bed. "Dad? I’m still awake."
"Can I come in to talk?"
As he pushed open the door, the dim light from the hallway revealed that it was her father, Lin Tian.
Lin Tian was considered a competent entrepreneur in Lake City. The business he ran had been passed down from Lin Mu Xi’s grandfather and had been established for quite some time now.
However, business had been increasingly difficult lately, and many shareholders chose to withdraw their investments, pushing the company to the brink of closure. Yet Lin Tian, through borrowing and piecing together resources, managed to keep it afloat, preventing an immediate collapse. But if things continued like this, it wouldn’t be long before the company would be completely finished.
This situation had taken a toll on Lin Tian; in just a short period, his hair had turned gray, making him look significantly older.
Just a few months ago, a young woman suddenly appeared. It was the first time Lin Mu Xi felt the stark difference between herself and someone else. The woman was stunningly beautiful, tall and curvaceous, rivaling even the most famous models in the country. In that moment, Lin Mu Xi, who was regarded as a goddess on campus, realized her own insignificance.
"Hello, I’m Wang Ju'en from the Yue Province Wang Family."
The name of the Yue Province Wang Family resonated throughout the country in the retail industry. Their family had been in the business for generations, operating everything from large shopping malls and hotels to convenience stores through various subsidiaries. With countless stores nationwide, their strength was undeniable.
Wang Ju'en offered to help Lin Tian through this crisis and proposed that they could develop a subsidiary of the Wang family in Lake City. However, there was one condition: he must toy with Zhao Lun's feelings and trample on his dignity.
Lin Tian had no choice; he knew he couldn’t afford to offend the Zhao Family. Now that a risky path lay before him, he felt compelled to take it.
But seeing his daughter in such a submissive state—what father wouldn’t feel heartbroken?
"My dear daughter," he said softly, "if it comes to that, let it go. We can’t afford to provoke the Zhao Family or the Wang Family either. If it gets too tough, I’ll sell the mall. We can move to another city and still live well."
Hearing her father’s slightly hoarse voice and seeing his hair already grayed from this ordeal made Lin Mu Xi’s eyes well up with tears. Biting her lip, she replied firmly, "Dad, don’t worry. I won’t let all your hard work go to waste."
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