Park Jonghyun didn't seem to care about Yoo Yeonhee. There wasn't much affection in his eyes for the popular diva who had captivated thousands of fans and swept through Asia. In fact, there was even a tinge of disgust.
"Don't do it again. I've already told you that I have no feelings for you," Park Jonghyun said as he prepared to return to his car.
Yoo Yeonhee shouted, "You're lying! You're lying! You're just afraid that people will gossip about you! There's no way you won't love me! "
Park Jonghyun, who was about to enter the car, frowned and sneered, "Gossip? If I'm afraid, I wouldn't have started with you back then. I can only say that you're too arrogant. You're beautiful, but I don't need a peerless beauty. Yoo Yeonhee, there's a limit to my patience. Don't challenge my bottom line. "
"You … How dare you … Impossible! Didn't you come all the way to Zhonghai to see me?! "Yoo Yeonhee shrieked.
Yoo Yeonhee suddenly realized something. She turned around and saw Yang Cheng, who was watching the show with a smile on his face.
Yoo Yeonhee seemed to have realized something when she saw Yang Cheng. She turned around and looked at Park Jonghyun …
"So … that's it …" Yoo Yeonhee mumbled to herself for a while before she suddenly laughed at herself …
"Haha … haha … I see … Park Jonghyun …" Yoo Yeonhee laughed so hard that she swayed back and forth. In the end, she stopped laughing and glared at Yang Chen fiercely before turning to Park Jonghyun. "Your nose sure is sensitive, but don't get too cocky. I'm not stupid, and neither are others. Park Jonghyun, I'll make you kneel before me again … When that time comes, I'll make you lick my toes … "
Park Jonghyun's eyes gleamed coldly. "Crazy woman, I have no idea what you're talking about."
Park Jonghyun then gestured for his bodyguards to get into the car while he sat in the Mercedes-Benz in the middle.
Park Jonghyun rolled down the window and smiled politely at Yang Cheng. "Mr. Yang, please don't let that crazy woman affect your mood. I hope to receive your sincere help, and I will definitely reward you handsomely."
Yang Chen grinned. "You're welcome." As he spoke, he waved goodbye.
After Park Jonghyun left with his men, Yoo Yeonhee glared at Yang Chen hatefully. She then sneered and returned to the Maserati she came from. She then left with Yang Chen.
Yang Cheng yawned and turned around, bored. He looked up and saw Lin Ruoxi standing in front of the door, looking at him silently.
As Yang Cheng walked back to the house, he smiled and said, "Ruoxi babe, you missed a good show. Don't you usually like to watch Korean dramas? It was a real Korean drama just now."
"What did they say?" Lin Ruoxi ignored Yang Cheng's joke and asked directly.
Since Park Jonghyun and Yoo Yeonhee spoke in Korean, Lin Ruoxi couldn't understand them.
Yang Chen shrugged. "It's just some boring stuff about a heartless man and an infatuated girl. Who knows, these kinds of things are the most inexplicable."
Lin Ruoxi nodded. Her cold face revealed a hint of melancholy. She sighed and said, "I don't think this is right."
"What's wrong?" Yang Cheng stood at the door and asked with a smile.
Lin Ruoxi's eyes were clouded with suspicion. Compared to her usual cold and indifferent face, there was a hint of humanity in her eyes.
"I have a feeling that Park Jonghyun's motive isn't that simple. Furthermore, Yoo Yeonhee's background isn't simple either. Although I haven't investigated it, they should be related in some way. Zhenxiu's emotions are very unstable right now. There are some things that I can't say in front of her, but I have a bad feeling about it, "Lin Ruoxi said softly.
Yang Cheng's eyes flickered with clarity. He retracted the smile on his face and snorted. "It would be weird if this matter was that simple."
Lin Ruoxi raised her head and asked suspiciously, "Did you notice something earlier?" In fact, the reason why she brought it up was to get confirmation from Yang Cheng. She knew that Yang Cheng's thoughts weren't as shallow as they seemed.
Yang Cheng didn't hide it and said frankly, "I originally wanted to just let it be. After all, they're nothing special. But since Ruoxi babe wants me to say it, then I'll say it …
I don't believe that an international conglomerate with assets of over a hundred billion would be willing to hand over their power to a girl who's not even twenty years old. She doesn't know anything and has been separated from her since she was young. There's no flaw in Park Jonghyun's act, but only a ghost would believe his words.
However, it's also because his act is flawless that we have no reason to stop Zhenxiu from returning to Korea. Even if Zhenxiu says that she doesn't want to return now, it doesn't mean that she won't in the future. Blood is thicker than water. As for whether Starmoon Group is Zhenxiu's home, I don't have much doubt about that. "
Lin Ruoxi's eyes flashed coldly. "Why would they do that? Is there anything on Zhenxiu that they covet? Could it be that Zhenxiu hasn't suffered enough all these years? "
"I'm not sure about that. From the looks of it, it seems that Zhenxiu is very important to Park Jonghyun. You just said that he's the director of Starmoon Group. To put it bluntly, he's the one in charge of many things in Starmoon Group. How could a perfect actor like him tell us the real reason why he's looking for Zhenxiu? " Yang Cheng shook his head with a smile. "I'm more curious about the relationship between Yoo Yeonhee and Park Jonghyun. I don't think Park Jonghyun would like someone like Yoo Yeonhee. Even if they've broken up, I don't think that they should have a new beginning."
Lin Ruoxi didn't think that it was worth pursuing. She rolled her eyes at Yang Cheng and said, "Just now, I felt that Zhenxiu shouldn't have left with Park Jonghyun. So, I didn't bother and protected Zhenxiu while you sent him away. Now that I think about it, although it was impolite, it was necessary. I hope that he won't disturb Zhenxiu again … But, it's really unbelievable that Zhenxiu's background has reached such a level. "
Yang Chen thought to himself, Your husband's background is much more interesting than that. However, he didn't say anything. He laughed and walked back into the house. "Dear, don't think too much. Let's eat, let's eat."
Lin Ruoxi turned around and said in disbelief, "There are so many things that you can't understand. Can't you think about how to deal with them? Zhenxiu is still upstairs wiping her tears. Why aren't you going to comfort her? You only know how to eat …"
Yang Cheng scratched his ear and pretended that he didn't hear anything. It made Lin Ruoxi gnash her teeth in anger.
At the same time, Hua Xia, Beijing Military Hospital.
In the luxurious special care ward, outside the wide glass window, the setting sun shone into the ward with countless fiber beams. It was like the most fairytale-like light, but it didn't make the people in the ward feel much better.
On the spacious bed, on the white sheets, a man was leaning against the bed. His head was wrapped in a white cloth, and his eyes were full of gloom.
Beside the man, the old butler was guarding him with fear and trepidation.
The TV in the room was playing political news, but the sound was turned to the lowest. Obviously, no one wanted to hear what was inside.
Suddenly, without warning, the injured man on the bed sat up, picked up the remote control in his hand, and smashed it on the big TV screen!
"Bang!!"
The TV screen was completely destroyed with a violent crash. After a while, the screen made a "clatter" sound, and then directly went out.
At this moment, the two bodyguards in black at the door bent down, as if they were paying their respects to someone.
A tall and straight man in a white coat, who looked like a doctor, appeared at the door.
The man wore a pair of black thin-framed glasses, and his hair was long enough to reach his shoulders. There was some stubble on his unkempt face, but it didn't lose the unruliness of a man. The white coat on his body was dyed with many colorful stains, and he was wearing a pair of old black leather boots. His expression was stiff, and his face was like a wax figure, without a trace of blood.
When the man in the white coat entered the room, he saw that the TV was completely destroyed, but his expression didn't change at all. He just glanced at it, and then continued to walk to the side of the bed.
When the man on the bed saw the man in the white coat walking to his bedside, he gulped and there was a hint of panic in his eyes. In the end, he looked at the poker card expressionless face and said softly, "Brother … you … you're here."
The man in the white coat didn't respond, but directly said, "Not dead yet?"
The man on the bed suddenly fell silent. Both his hands were clenched into fists, and his body was trembling. He seemed to be angry, but he didn't dare to show it.
The old butler immediately answered, "Young Master Buwen, Second Master was beaten up by that unreasonable bastard from the Yang Family. You have to help Second Master."
The man in the white coat was the young master of the Yan Family, and also the scientific genius in the eyes of outsiders, Yan Buwen.
Yan Buwen didn't care about the old butler's whining. He still stared at Yan Buxue like a machine and said, "It doesn't matter if he's a bastard or not, you have no right to provoke a member of the Yang Family. Remember what I said."
"Why?!" Yan Buxue suddenly raised his head and said angrily, "That old bastard Yang Gongming has lost his power for a long time. The Yang Family only has Yang Pojun. Now that the scandal has spread, he even lost his wife. He can't do anything big at all! Why should the Yan Family fall behind the Yang Family?! Why should they be a member of the four major families?! Yan Buwen, you've been worshipped like a god by the outsiders. Are you really that cowardly?! "
Yan Buwen didn't say anything. He looked around and picked up a decorative vase from the bedside table.
Bang! Bang!
The vase smashed onto Yan Buxue's head with a crisp sound!
The old butler screamed, but he didn't have time to stop it.
Yan Buxue was dumbfounded. He felt as if his soul had been sucked out of his body. All he could feel was something hot flowing down from his head …
The white cloth wrapped around his head had been dyed bright red by the blood …
"First of all, as long as Yang Gongming doesn't die, the Yang Family will be one of the four major families. Also, you should call me 'Big Brother' instead of my name. Lastly, it's not up to you to comment on whether I'm cowardly or not. "
After Yan Buwen finished speaking, he threw the remaining fragments of the vase on the ground.
Suddenly, he saw that his hand had also been cut by the fragments of the vase, and some dark red blood oozed out.
Frowning, Yan Buwen put his right hand to his mouth and stuck out his tongue to lick the blood. He swallowed and stuffed his hand back into the big pocket of his shirt.
When he turned around and left the ward, Yan Buwen seemed to be muttering to himself, "It might be a good thing if you're beaten to death …"
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