An Ruo, you’ve lost a lot of weight recently. Eat more vegetables. I bought a few dresses in France last time, and they suit you very well. After dinner, I’ll take you to try them on; if you like them, I’ll give them all to you."
An Mingqi smiled opportunistically, "Yes, eat the vegetables, they’re not good when they’re cold."
Xu Huwen also tried to change the topic to lighten the mood.
Unfortunately, An Ruo and Tang Yuchen remained silent, lips pursed.
An Ruo kept her gaze lowered, her expression indifferent.
She wasn’t a fool. The moment Tang Yuchen discussed the shares in front of them today, she knew— all of her father’s shares had ended up in her uncle’s hands.
Moreover, they comprised seventy percent of the An family’s shares.
Back then, seventy percent of the shares were worth six million. Over these eleven years, she and An Ji had been living an ordinary life; the money invested in them probably didn’t even amount to two million.
Uncle had taken her father’s money, yet he had been so stingy with them. What he got was not just the seventy percent of the shares but also much more in future profits.
It was obvious from the start that he had planned to manipulate them, never truly offering his sincerity.
Thinking about this, An Ruo found it hard to breathe.
The kinship she thought she had suddenly became unrecognizable, utterly shattered.
The gratitude she felt over the years really turned into a joke.
Unable to eat any longer, An Ruo stood up blankly, "You guys eat, I’m not feeling well. I’m going to leave first."
She didn’t look at anyone. As she turned, she bumped into a chair, but she didn’t look back and hurried away instead.
She didn’t want them to see the tears in her eyes because her tears were too ridiculous. She shouldn’t feel sad, heartbroken, or shed tears.
But she couldn’t help it.
Who was it that said once a person’s heart dies, it never revives?
False, as long as people live, their hearts don’t die. It’s just that some pains become numb, but some still cause breath-stopping agony.
Tang Yuchen also stood up, his sharp black eyes scanning the other few people as he coldly said, "Consider my proposal earlier. If you’re incompetent, don’t be too greedy."
After speaking, he strode after An Ruo.
An Ruo ran out and someone caught up with her, grabbing her wrist and pulling her into the car.
The car sped off like a released arrow, far into the distance.
The man tightly clutched the steering wheel, the woman beside him biting her lip hard. The atmosphere in the car was very heavy, suffocating.
Suddenly, Tang Yuchen pulled the handbrake, stopping the car by the roadside.
He pulled An Ruo’s body over and yanked her into his embrace.
She pressed against his chest, biting her teeth, holding back her grief.
The man hugged her tight, dominantly declaring atop her head, "You’re only allowed to cry for five minutes."
"Liar, all liars!" An Ruo suddenly started pounding on his body, crying out loud, "It’s all fake, all of it..."
Why did she have to suffer so much pain, why did she have to bear all the suffering alone?
Since childhood, she had no parents, and her only elder constantly schemed and deceived her. After growing up, she was manipulated into marrying Tang Yuchen, and never lived a happy day since then.
Was her life doomed to be a tragedy from the death of her parents?
An Ruo lay in Tang Yuchen’s arms, crying her heart out, needing to vent the pain in her heart.