Dong Bijun walked out of the clubhouse with a cold body. The cold wind that blew on her face chilled her heart.
She felt despair. And panic.
She was not afraid of Tang Qingshan, and she did not fear Hu Yishan. All her despair and panic came from her own incompetence.
She could not break out of this trap.
And no one could help her.
Tang Qingshan threatened her to force Lin Laoyao to abdicate at the shareholders' meeting. Even though she agreed verbally, she would never push the man she loved into the abyss.
That's right. She hated Lin Laoyao for pouring a lot of fatherly love into Lin Huayin. And neglected Little Zhu Lin. But she still loved Lin Laoyao. The only man she loved in her life.
She struggled in the sea, drifting.
She wanted to find a way to survive, a way to cover up all her mistakes. But tonight, she realized that it was just her wishful thinking.
This path had already been completely blocked by her two years ago. It was also that night that she lost all her trump cards.
She lost.
She lost to her ambition, lost to her discontentment. She should have been satisfied. She had a majestic husband, and a lovely and beautiful daughter. Her life was what most women yearned for and yearned for.
Because she asked for too much, she lost everything. Including her life.
In the few times she went back to her hometown to visit her family, she received the respect and awe of the villagers. The way they looked at her was like they were looking at a sacred object that could not be desecrated.
Under her operation, the Lin family had invested close to one billion yuan in the small county where she was located. She became the guest of the county's secretary. Calling her Madam Lin made her feel a sense of satisfaction as if she had returned home. Even in that small city, everyone was holding her parents, relatives and friends. Her parents were able to enjoy their old age. And the Dong family became the richest family in her hometown. No matter what her relatives and friends wanted to do in that city, they received the full support of the government.
In her hometown, Dong Bijun was a mythical figure. Everyone was proud to be from the same hometown as her. She became the brightest name in that small city. The kindergartens, elementary schools, and middle schools that she had attended all had libraries and teaching buildings named after her.
If it was in ancient times, the scholars in their hometown would have used it to store their books and passed it down from generation to generation.
All of this was given to her by Lin Laoyao, who was known as the giant of Yan Jin.
Why shouldn't she be content? What right did he have to recklessly satisfy his selfish desires in the name of thinking for his daughter?
In the end, she destroyed herself without any suspense.
The wind was getting stronger. The wind ruffled her black hair. She was already in her early fifties, but she still had a beautiful and gentle face. She looked no different from a young woman in her early thirties. When they went shopping with their daughters, many people would praise them for being sisters instead of mother and daughter. Even if there were occasionally people who did not know how to appreciate favors, they would add after the fact, "You are so beautiful and young."
This was her life two years ago, happy, rich, and full of imagination.
Now, she had lost everything because she had clenched her fists too tightly. She ignored the happiness that slipped through her fingers. Her entire life.
Click.
Dong Bijun opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat absentmindedly.
Before she could start the engine, a hair-raising voice came from the back of the car.
"Did Tang Qingshan hit you?"
The words were full of murderous intent, but they came from Xiao Zheng.
He did not like Dong Bijun. In fact, he hated her. He hated her for what she had done.
But strictly speaking, she was Old Lin's stepmother and his sister-in-law's mother. No matter how wrong she was, she would not allow anyone to humiliate or even beat her up.
When he saw the bright red handprint on Dong Bijun's face, Xiao Zheng was enraged. A strong murderous intent spread through the entire car.
"Only when a person is in extreme panic or despair will they vent their emotions through violence."
Dong Bijun had the right to say this. She had gone through similar experiences when she fought against Lin Huayin and Xiao Zheng. She was directing the words to Xiao Zheng, and also to Tang Qingshan, who was destined not to hear it.
"Xiao Zheng, are you sure you can defeat Tang Qingshan?" Are you confident that you can defeat Tang Qingshan? "Dong Bijun used a different reason to dissuade Xiao Zheng. She tilted her head slightly and looked at Xiao Zheng with a gentle gaze.
"He will lose for sure" Xiao Zheng's eyes were cold.
"Then why are you in such a hurry?" Dong Bijun slowly said.
Xiao Zheng's eyebrows loosened, but he sighed in his mind.
Dong Bijun used to be so glamorous and beautiful. She was so elegant and noble. But now, she had become someone who dared to hit even one of Lin Laoyao's dogs. Was this depravity, or helplessness?
Xiao Zheng fell silent.
He knew that everyone was plotting something, including himself.
As long as he wanted to kill, Tang Qingshan, who was drinking and playing with women in the club, would die. His head would fall. But he listened to Dong Bijun's advice.
She was the same as Xiao Zheng, she had a deeper plan. And Tang Qingshan's death was also part of this plan. If he acted rashly, he would only alert the enemy and ruin the plan.
But at the same time, this was also the difference between Dong Bijun and Lin Huayin.
If someone dared to touch even a hair on Lin Huayin, Xiao Zheng wouldn't be able to analyze the big picture rationally. He would use the blade in his hand to chop anyone who dared to harm Lin Huayin into minced meat.
His sister-in-law, Lin Huayin, in Xiao Zheng's heart, also had the same treatment as Lin Huayin.
But Dong Bijun didn't.
He sympathized with Dong Bijun, and felt sorry for her. But there was no reason for Xiao Zheng to risk everything for Dong Bijun.
Even though he would never forget Dong Bijun's eyes that were filled with so much despair that it could melt one's heart. Even though he swore in his heart that he would cut Tang Qingshan into pieces.
Even though all of his thoughts were carried out in a rational environment.
Xiao Zheng didn't go crazy.
"Xiao Zheng. Auntie Dong has wronged you and Hua Yin these years. "Dong Bijun seemed to be saying her last words, her eyes blurred. "I've wronged Boss Ye even more."
"But my daughter — —" Dong Bijun's expression was tender. "She's innocent. Being Chaotian's daughter is the luckiest thing in her life. But at the same time, it's also the biggest misfortune. I'm sorry for bringing her to this cold family. I'm sorry for not being able to give her enough warm motherly love. "
"Xiao Zheng. If I'm gone one day. Can you take care of Xiao Zhu for me? "Dong Bijun bit her lip. "She's a poor child."
"I won't let anything happen to you." Xiao Zheng frowned. "Xiao Zhu needs a warm and complete family."
Dong Bijun smiled elegantly, but her tone was unusually bitter. "Some mistakes can only be made once in a lifetime. I can't be anyone's bargaining chip to threaten Chaotian. "
"He's my man."
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