The bodyguards that had been ordered out of the room by Lu Beichuan returned. One of them brought over a box and handed it to Lu Beichuan.

  Lu Beichuan opened the box and silently knelt down in front of Ye Zhen.

  Ye Zhen’s heart skipped a beat. She quickly got up, but Lu Beichuan grabbed her calf and stopped her.

  Ye Zhen: !!!

  “I’m sorry. I didn’t think carefully enough. I should have talked about my plans with you in advance. Don’t worry. In the future, if anything comes up, I’ll discuss with you in advance.” He took off one of Ye Zhen’s high heeled boots and replaced it with a flat boot. “But, you’re pregnant right now. You should pay attention to your food and drink when you’re traveling and not wear high heel boots on such a cold day.”


  After Lu Beichuan finished putting on one of the new boots, he let go of her calf. Ye Zhen immediately moved her feet away. When Lu Beichuan’s palm had touched her calf, it felt as his hand’s temperature had risen by several degrees. Even now, she felt a lingering burning sensation.

  Ye Zhen hastily leaned over and replaced her other high heel boot with the remaining flat boot.

  Lu Beichuan stood up. With his arm around her shoulder, he led her out of the room.

  “Where are you taking me?”


  “The wedding hasn’t ended yet. You can’t think today is going to end like this, right?

  She still had to marry Lu Beichuan and become Mrs. Lu?

  As soon as she thought about having to see her hypocritical older sister and her selfish and biased parents at the wedding, Ye Zhen felt upset.

  As if he could see through to Ye Zhen’s worries, he said, “Don’t worry. You can leave everything to me.”


  Sometimes, resigning yourself to fate was comfortable, but it meant giving up a light-hearted, unconstrained life.

  Since that type of life was out of her reach, Ye Zhen could only try to convince herself to enjoy her comfortable life.

  When they left the sitting room, another bodyguard came from a corner on the other side and meaningfully looked at Lu Beichuan. Lu Beichuan immediately understood.

  “Go wait in the car for me first. I’ll be there soon.”


  Before Ye Zhen could reply, she saw Lu Beichuan walking towards a remote hallway.

  ***

  In a remote room, Lu Beichuan was looking down at Lin Zhan. Lin Zhan was lying on the floor, but his eyes still resembled a savage beast’s eyes.

  He really didn’t like Lin Zhan. It wasn’t just because he had seen him and Ye Zhen hugging at the airport. It was because he that Lin Zhan was very dangerous. He knew very well that he and Lin Zhan were people cut from the same cloth. As long as there was an opportunity that could be seized, even if it was as insubstantial as a straw, they would both do their best to climb up.

  People like them were very terrifying. A moment of carelessness would give them opportunity to climb up and become a formidable opponent.

  There was blood dripping past the corners of Lin Zhan’s eyes, but he still kept his open to fiercely glare at Lu Beichuan. He didn’t say anything.

  There wasn’t anything worth saying. Anyone could say sharp words, but would any powerful person be scared by words?

  Instead, it was Lu Beichuan that calmly broke the silence. “Lin Zhan, do you know why you’re in such a state?”


  “You followed the wrong person. You should have known even as a kid what kind of person Lu Shaoren was. You shouldn’t have come back to the Lu family with him.”


  There was no brotherly affection in Lu Beichuan’s eyes. “I should thank Lu Shaoren for delivering you to my doorstep before you matured. I won’t give you the chance to climb up.”


  “If you’re willing to accept your fate and become a 9 to 5 office worker and not appear in front me and Ye Zhen again, I won’t do anything to you.”


  Lin Zhan scoffed. “What if I appear?”


  Lu Beichuan thought of Ye Zhen “moral teachings” and answered, “I’ll use all the legal means at my disposal to ensure that you’ll never rise up.”


  He adjust his jacket and coldly looked at Lin Zhan. “Now, you can wish me a happy marriage.”


  Lin Zhan clenched his fists and jaw. “Lu Beichuan!”


  Lu Beichuan looked past Lin Zhan’s figure as if he was only an insignificant person and walked out.