20 years of restarting life

Chapter 3604 Zhujia'ao

However, as a brother, I still offered some words of comfort: "Don't blame her for lying to you. It's like trying to find a phoenix egg in a chicken coop; you're going in the wrong direction from the start."

"No problem, I'm perfectly normal. On the contrary, I think you're the abnormal one. Don't bring up the 'don't mess with your brother's wife' thing. Even if I got a marriage certificate with someone like her, what would it matter?"

Zhang Shun said disdainfully to Zhao Chang'an, "Old Zhao, you're so bound by the rules of propriety and morality in this world that it's meaningless."

"I rely on!"

Zhao Chang'an felt that Zhang Shun's fallacies were simply too numerous, and he laughed as he scolded him: "I'm not the same kind of person as you. I'm a proper and pure businessman, not someone like you!"

"Heh, what you're saying doesn't sound like anything nice to me."

Zhang Shun pondered Zhao Chang'an's words and suddenly realized: "Old Zhao, you truly are a cultured man. Why can't we be like-minded brothers with ideals? You're not up to it!"

Zhu Ling had taken a shower, her long hair flowing down her shoulders. She had changed into a moon-white cheongsam with two high slits on both sides that reached her thighs, and sat opposite Zhang Shun.

It has to be said that this woman has been through so much, and she is naturally beautiful. Sitting so dignifiedly, with the slit in her cheongsam revealing her leg lines, any man who doesn't know her background could be completely captivated by her.

At this point, Zhao Chang'an and Zhang Shun stopped talking about these things, and they didn't mention the business here or Zhang Shun's great achievements in opening up three streets. Instead, they talked nostalgically about their high school days.

For example, they would skip class together and go to the back hill, lying on the grass like two idiots, talking about which of the female teachers in school was the prettiest, or Zhang Shun and Zhao Chang'an would describe the excitement of sneaking under the window of another mother and daughter's apartment at night to peep at the girl taking a bath—

"It's getting late, but I don't mind. You have a lot to do tomorrow."

Zhang Shun yawned, stood up, and said to Zhao Chang'an, "I take a long time to take a shower, why don't you chat with your sister-in-law?"

He glanced at the hanging chair and said with a smile, "Don't waste it. We're brothers, don't be shy."

He took a box from under the coffee table and placed it on it: "I know you're a germaphobe, isn't this enough?"

Zhang Shun took his change of clothes to take a shower, and as he closed the door to the master bedroom, it became quiet inside.

Zhu Ling glanced at Zhao Chang'an, stood up, walked to the hanging chair, and quietly lay down on it.

"He's crazy, and you're going to go crazy with him?"

Zhao Chang'an felt like he was about to burst out laughing; the two of them were really a perfect match.

Seeing that Zhu Ling didn't move and was just lying there leisurely, he said in an annoyed tone, "Come here, I have something to say to you."

"Brother, you speak, I'm listening. Or you can lean closer, I'll hear you better."

Zhu Ling's voice is still very pleasant. This woman has a natural allure, and to be honest, most men would find it hard to resist her charm.

"Zhang Shun is still a child."

"Pfft!"

Zhu Ling lay on the hanging chair, swaying back and forth, thinking about what kind of grand principles Zhao Chang'an was going to spout. She had seen many men, but she had never met a good one.

Like this guy, Wei Xuena clearly prepared men's and women's pajamas in the small bedroom, indicating they were for Xia Wenzhuo, but he brazenly brought another pretty girl over to sleep. Since following Zhang Shun, she's also learned some things about nanometers, including that Zhao Chang'an already has a legitimate girlfriend, Tang Shuang, whose father is a renowned economic expert with a string of titles, and whose mother's family is even more prominent.

Zhang Shun is certainly not a good person, but isn't Zhao Chang'an the same?
Don't say that you women are shameless, promiscuous, and available to any man. But if you stinky men don't buy them, even if they wanted to sell themselves, they wouldn't have anywhere to sell them, would they?

She harbored deep hatred for Zhang Shun, yet Zhang Shun seemed fully aware of this, and thus constantly sought ways to torment and humiliate her.

So when Zhu Ling heard Zhao Chang'an say that Zhang Shun was still a child, she really couldn't hold back. It wasn't fear or terror; she wanted to burst into laughter and point at Zhao Chang'an's nose, asking him, "How can a child know such tender and old stuff?"

Zhao Chang'an frowned, feeling a bit displeased. Despite Zhu Ling's pretty appearance and alluring pose, he felt nothing but disgust.

"Regardless of what you think, I'm just stating a fact, even if you don't agree with it."

Zhao Chang'an said with a smile, "Actually, to this day, no one really knows where you're from, right?"

The smile on Zhu Ling's pretty face came to an abrupt halt, replaced by shock and stiffness.

Zhao Chang'an dropped another bombshell: "And your name isn't Zhu Ling either."

"Mr. Zhao, what are you trying to say? I don't understand."

Zhu Ling, leaning on the chair, said, "Come and try it, it's really fun."

"In Dafuhao, you named yourself Lingling, just like Xie Yimiao named herself Miaomiao. You're not from Shancheng either, but from over there, in Zhujia'ao Village. Zhujia'ao, you must be familiar with that name, right?"

Zhu Ling got up from her chair, looked at Zhao Chang'an, walked to the opposite side of him, sat down across the coffee table, and said with a puzzled look on her face, "Brother, what's the point of telling me all this? I will never go back in my life."

"Your gambling father, I'll have someone teach him to quit. Your sick mother, well, her illness is cured, but it's just a lingering problem, nothing serious. As for your two younger sisters, one is taking the college entrance exam this year, and the other is in her first year of high school. They both have good grades. They're not outstanding, but they're in the middle to upper range of your county's key high schools. They have a good chance of getting into a top university."

Zhao Chang'an looked at Zhu Ling and said, "The money you gave to the family has basically been spent. Most of it was gambled away by your father. If it weren't for outside interference, your sister probably wouldn't have had the chance to go to university, and would have been forced to get married instead."

Zhu Ling's eyes, filled with anger, began to redden as she looked at Zhao Chang'an.

"Don't look at me like that. Killing you and your family would be a piece of cake for me. Including you. Don't tell me you don't believe me, but if I killed you, Zhang Shun might be very happy. He can't do it himself, and he won't allow anyone else to do it, only me. It's just a pity that I'm a respectable businessman and don't do such dirty things."

Zhao Chang'an said to Zhu Ling, "Kneel down!"

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Zhu Ling sat blankly on the sofa, still thinking about the words Zhao Chang'an had said when he left.

"If Zhang Shun dies, you'll have to pay with your whole family!"

He was consumed by rage, roaring, "How can you all be so unreasonable? So unreasonable!"

Yet, deeper within her heart lay a chilling fear: 'How did he know I wanted him dead?'

For this purpose, Zhu Ling was constantly plotting in her heart, vowing to take revenge on Zhang Shun one day and make him die without a burial place.

Then, with the money and new identity, he first went to Europe, and then returned to China, to his hometown, to take his mother and two younger sisters away to enjoy a better life in a big city.