20 years of restarting life

Chapter 3937 Fan Fanghong's Fierceness

"how?"

Jiang Lai noticed that Zhao Chang'an's expression was a bit unpleasant, so she squeezed his small hand tightly again and asked with concern.

"The Crown Prince said that Chu Xiaoniu called her brother and said we went to Zheng Chi's place, damn it!"

Zhao Chang'an was indeed a bit annoyed. This guy was as annoying as a persistent ghost. Chu Guangying also said, "If the Crown Prince agrees, it's fine to replace this woman."

"Don't be angry."

Jiang Lai comforted Zhao Chang'an: "Let him come, we've gotten used to it over the years, it's really nothing. Chu Guangying really likes Wen Ye, and I think it's not that easy for Wen Ye to find a good girl who truly likes him and has no other factors involved."

As she spoke, she took a slight step forward, her upper body turning ninety degrees, her long, flowing hair cascading like a black waterfall. She tilted her head and smiled at Zhao Chang'an, saying, "Jealous of me?"

"Yes, yes, you charming little vixen."

Looking at Jiang Lai's stunningly beautiful face and her alluring curves of her chest, waist, legs, and hips, Zhao Chang'an held her hand and tickled her palm with his fingers, instantly making her body go weak and her emotions surge.

Zhao Chang'an knew that Jiang Lai's comments about Wen Ye and Chu Guangying were correct. As they rose in rank and gained power, it became increasingly difficult to find that kind of pure relationship again. Chu Guangying was beautiful, well-educated, intelligent, had a good business background, and was also virtuous and had never dated anyone before Wen Ye. Even now, Zhao Chang'an dared to say that the two of them had never kissed.

Moreover, Wen Ye hasn't said anything yet, so it's not appropriate for me to interfere.

The handsome man and beautiful woman attracted the attention of passersby. Most of the men's eyes showed amazement and lingering affection, while the women's hearts fluttered as they looked at Zhao Chang'an's handsomeness.

Even in Zhengzhou, a near-first-tier metropolis, a perfect match like theirs is still something that ordinary people can only glimpse occasionally.

It's not that Zhengshi doesn't have young men and women with this kind of looks and figure; it's just that even if there are good-looking men and women in their lives, they rarely appear in real life if they have good taste in clothing and dressing, a unique temperament and composure cultivated over time, and most importantly, both men and women have this kind of high appearance.

At this moment, Jiang Lai saw a shopping mall next door. She wrapped her arms tightly around Zhao Chang'an's arm and pressed her soft breast against his arm. With a slightly coquettish and shy tone, she said to Zhao Chang'an, "I want to buy some clothes."

"Walk."

Feeling his girlfriend's soft heartbeat, Zhao Chang'an naturally agreed.

The clothing store was on the sixth floor, and the two of them took the elevator and strolled up floor by floor.

"Chu Guangwu is actually a good person. He seems a bit arrogant and crazy on the outside, with a quirky personality, but he's been suppressed too much by his mother at home. I visited his house three times during college. The last time was a weekend before the end of the second semester of my freshman year. He was a junior, but he skipped an activity organized by his school's student union and rented the then-popular movie 'The Storm Riders' to watch. While he was watching, his mother came back and saw him watching the movie instead of attending the activity. Without asking any questions, she started slapping him across the face. I was terrified and quickly said goodbye and went back to school. Later, Chu Guangying told me that this was her mother's consistent way of educating her children from childhood. It's just that as they got older, she rarely hit them so hard. That time, she hit him like that, obviously to show me."

"and,"

Jiang Lai said with a strange expression, "Once, Chu Guangying came to me to confide in me because her mother forbade her from seeing Wen Ye. She said that her mother used to slap her father's face, but after her father became the leader of the county smelting plant, she changed it to twisting his ears and hitting his palms with a bamboo stick." "When you say that, I think the two of them are just playing around with each other."

Zhao Chang'an's words made Jiang Lai burst into laughter. She leaned closer to him and whispered, "I've seen those movies when we watched them in the dorm, but it seems like most of them involved spanking."

As Zhao Chang'an gazed at her beautiful, smooth face and her rosy lips, he recalled the enchanting scene by the Yi River yesterday morning.

He said in a low voice, "Do you want some? I'll feed you later."

The question made Jiang Lai blush, and her legs almost gave way.

"Chu Guangwu has been going out with women quite a bit these past few years, but he almost always beats them up. Once, he beat one woman so badly that he broke several of her ribs and had to pay tens of thousands of yuan in compensation. He and a group of friends have also made a lot of money these past few years by acting as brokers for permits and introducing people to acquaintances for favors. However, most of that money has been spent on this. While others might spend a few hundred or a thousand yuan on a single visit to a woman, he always spends thousands or tens of thousands. This is what four friends who came to Jiangcheng with him that year told me. Isn't it funny? All four of them told me about this, and they all came to the Central Academy of Drama to tell me privately."

"Chu Guangwu contacted me with marriage in mind. I don't know if he will hit me like he hits these women after we get married. But I studied psychology, and given his repressed and paranoid personality, it's probably only a matter of time. He'll always find some reason to hit me. And when he hits me, he'll beat me to death, and afterwards he'll cry and kneel down to repent, promising he'll never do it again, and it will be a never-ending cycle. But at least before we get married, unless he finds out about what I'm doing with other men, he'll always seem harmless and gentle in front of me."

"So don't worry, I won't be in any trouble. He's still clinging to the hope that Fan Fanghong will allow me into his home. As for the future, if things really don't work out, I'll go abroad."

A woman who graduated from the Central Academy of Drama is a natural-born actress. She is intelligent and good at manipulating people's hearts. To be honest, at least for now, Chu Guangwu is no match for her.

However, it would be a lie to say that Zhao Chang'an wasn't worried. Since these were flowers in his own yard, he would break the hands of anyone who dared to touch them.

Of course, before we start, we need to consult with Wen Ye and ask for his opinion, since he is his soon-to-be brother-in-law.

The two strolled into a cheongsam section, where Jiang Lai chose a purple cheongsam similar in style to the one worn at the banquet that day. Jiang Lai had worn a navy blue one that day, but when she walked out in this purple cheongsam, her swaying waist and voluptuous hips made Zhao Chang'an wish he could drag her into the dressing room right now and take advantage of this alluring vixen.

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Shan Qiang stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window in her office, watching as Mu Yongjin, Xie Shaoxin, Shang Zeyuan, and Shang Wanru, the siblings, were forcibly expelled from the group's compound by the company's security guards. Fu Pengtuan and Qiu Shanshan even followed them out.

Mu Yongjin's daughter, Mu Ziwei, only followed him to the gate of the compound, but did not go out.

Through the closed glass window, Mu Yongjin could be seen angrily shouting something at his daughter, but Mu Ziwei ultimately did not go out.

This can be considered a clear and decisive break.

Shan Qiang hadn't expected Mu Ziwei's choice, nor had she expected Qiu Shanshan, who had only known Fu Pengtuan for a few days, to make another choice. She also hadn't expected that Luo Jinsheng, who had suffered heavy losses during the earlier argument and fight, would shield her from the ashtray that Mu Yongjin had thrown at her at the crucial moment; otherwise, she, Shan Qiang, would be the one with a bloody head right now.

However, she had been slapped by Shang Wanru and had her breasts grabbed hard by Xie Shaoxin before, and both places were still burning with pain.