Kang Yueting nodded along.
Hearing the Xiao sisters speak so affirmatively, Su Yixia seemed to believe that she held the power of fate in her hands, ready to seize an inevitable victory.
If every member of the Xiao Family recognized her, could Xiao Yebai possibly stand alone against them?
On the other side, Wa Zicong followed his father-in-law Lin Jiale into the male-dominated business circles. Unlike women who only think about which man to seduce, men seem to need to work harder towards financial success. Only in this way can they attract women around them like bees to honey.
Just by looking at his father-in-law Lin Jiale, one could tell—well into his forties, but still as fit as a young man. The owner of a standalone listed company, wielding vast wealth and successful in his career, and his wife being the daughter of the richest man, they presented an impressive image, a content family of three.
As a man, one should really mix in the circles like Lin Jiale. If you don’t marry a lady from a distinguished family, you’d be a laughingstock in the eyes of others.
Wa Zicong’s heart was full of contradictions at that moment. Watching Lin Jiale’s spirited figure, he believed that by following Lin Jiale’s path, he would have a smooth journey to success with no drawbacks. Yet, on the other hand, there was a subtle discomfort in his heart, something that didn’t sit right.
Especially those looks. When they heard that he was the only son raised by a single mother from a humble background, the looks people gave him suddenly reminded him of how those relatives had looked at him and his mother when she begged them for money for his education. Those glances, full of pity and sympathy, as if he was nothing more than a mongrel.
When would he be able to look down on others as these people did to him?
And her? What did she think?
Wa Zicong paused, surprised that he had thought of Gu Nuan.
When he abandoned her, he had been resolute in discarding his past, which certainly included her, for she symbolized the dark, impoverished days of his life. Only by completely letting go could his future be bright.
Yet fate started to mock him, leading him to encounter her again and again.
Her tenacity at work was just like her diligence in school, undisturbed and uninfluenced by anyone around.
The thought of the time when she preferred to stick with Fu Yubo, even facing death, rather than go with him, filled his heart with a bitter taste of rage, almost uncontrollable. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲·𝗻𝗲𝘁
He lifted his glass and took a swig of the strong drink.
Lin Jiale turned to look at him and said, "Don’t drink too much; the night has just begun. The climax is still far off."
Wa Zicong hastily composed himself and replied, "Yes, father-in-law."
"Come on, let me introduce you to some people. These men will become very familiar to you since you will be family, just like me," Lin Jiale said, leading him toward Kang Baojun and his son.
Kang Baojun had recently been hospitalized and then rested at home, gaining a layer of fat, his belly protruding slightly. Perhaps due to his plumpness, Kang Baojun’s smile seemed to be full of a Maitreya Buddha’s carefree kindness.
Wa Zicong whispered to Lin Jiale, asking who the man was.
Lin Jiale informed him, "Shanshan’s second aunt’s husband. You can call him ’Second Uncle-in-law.’ Next to him is his father, Changda’s Director Kang, whom you may have heard of."
Wa Zicong had definitely heard of Kang Junjia. But Kang Baojun working in Changda as well, how come he was unaware? After joining MN, he had often greeted some Changda executives due to business reasons.