Many children, many blessings; the story begins with revenge against the beautiful boss.

Cao Kun seemed to see through his inner struggle and slowly added another weight to the scales:

"Don't worry, my admiration for Miss Song Yuting comes from the bottom of my heart."

"As long as I can spend a night with her and fulfill my dream, I'll immediately stop and close all my long positions."

"And you can rest assured, although I, Cao Kun, am domineering, I also keep my word."

This is something only heaven, earth, you, and I know.

I will keep it deep in my heart and never tell anyone.

Miss Song Yuting remains your pure and innocent fiancée; no one will ever know what happened.

Upon hearing these words, Qian Shaocong's tightly clenched fist slowly relaxed.

He looked up hesitantly, his voice trembling as he asked:

"What if...what if Yuting doesn't agree?"

This statement came out.

A soft "click" sound suddenly came from behind the slightly ajar door of the small room behind Cao Kun.

It looked like someone had bumped into something.

Inside the room, Song Yuting, who was hiding in the shadows, was struck dumb.

He froze on the spot, his face filled with disbelief.

She covered her mouth tightly, tears streaming down her face.

My heart is filled with the intense pain of being betrayed.

Upon hearing the sound, Qian Shao Cong looked behind Cao Kun with surprise and uncertainty: "What was that sound?"

Cao Kun remained expressionless and casually replied, "Oh, it's probably a little mouse."

You know, rats often scurry around in these old houses along the Bund.

Qian Shaocong was in a state of confusion and, without thinking much, believed it to be true.

Cao Kun looked at him and said with an air of self-righteousness:

"You can't even fulfill this small request of mine, and you're asking me what to do?"

It seems that Young Master Qian's sincerity is nothing special after all.

Qian Shaocong was taken aback.

A moment later, the last trace of hesitation in his eyes disappeared.

Instead, a ruthless and resolute air prevailed.

What is a woman compared to her own future and her position as the heir to the Qian family?

Even Song Yuting, her childhood sweetheart, had to be sacrificed.

"I see."

Qian Shao Cong said through gritted teeth.

"Even if it means using medication, I will definitely get Song Yuting to your bed!"

Cao Kun smiled and patted him on the shoulder:

"You'd better hurry, or the market won't wait for you. If you lose too much money, I won't be able to handle it."

Qian Shao Cong didn't say anything more, turned around and strode out of the study.

He harbored an overwhelming hatred for Cao Kun, wishing he could devour his flesh and sleep on his skin.

But he has to endure it now, he has to find a way to survive.

After leaving Cao Kun's residence, Qian Shao Cong got into his car, immediately took out his phone, and dialed the number of his trusted subordinate.

"Go and prepare something for me..."

……

No sooner had Qian Shaocong left than Cao Kun turned around and pushed open the slightly ajar door.

Inside the room, Song Yuting was already sobbing uncontrollably, her tear-streaked appearance a pitiful sight.

She leaned against the corner of the wall, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably. Clearly, everything she had just heard had completely shattered her psychological defenses.

Cao Kun stepped forward and reached out to comfort her.

"Get out of here! You disgusting man!"

Song Yuting suddenly raised her hand and slapped his hand away hard, her eyes filled with disgust and resentment.

Upon hearing this, Cao Kun was not angry at all; instead, he smiled knowingly.

"What, is this the first time you've found out I'm a bad man?"

Song Yuting glared at him hatefully, gritting her teeth as she said:

"It's all your fault! You're the one who drove Shao Cong to this dead end."

If you hadn't kept pushing him, he wouldn't have turned out like this!

He wasn't like this before!

"Miss Song, none of us are three or four years old anymore."

Do you really believe this self-deceptive statement?

Cao Kun chuckled lightly: "Human nature cannot withstand the test."

Qian Shaocong's usual gentle and refined demeanor was nothing more than a facade when things were going smoothly for him.

It's just a persona created to cater to the image of a young master from a prestigious family.

He's willing to abandon anything when his interests and safety are truly threatened.

Including you, my so-called beloved.

Song Yuting's breath hitched, and she opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a sound of rebuttal.

Having navigated the ups and downs of the business world for many years, she has witnessed far too much of the coldness and warmth of human relationships.

In fact, she knew better than anyone else that this was the true nature of Chin Siu-chung's personality.

I was just too shocked and heartbroken, so I subconsciously wanted to escape.

Seeing her wavering expression, Cao Kun suddenly leaned closer, his voice low and menacing, like a devil's whisper:

"Yuting, do you...want to get revenge on him?"

Song Yuting was stunned, staring blankly at Cao Kun through teary eyes.

Cao Kun wore a wicked smile, his lips almost touching her delicate earlobe, and whispered:

"Since Qian Shao Cong betrayed you first, he's going to give you to me to pay off his debts."

"Is it unreasonable for us to ask him for some interest in advance?"

"Collect...interest?" Song Yuting's eyes were somewhat dazed, her mind a complete mess.

Cao Kun smiled slightly, and then reached out and gently put his arm around her rounded shoulders.

Song Yuting's body trembled slightly instinctively, a reaction to the touch of a strange man.

But this time, perhaps because of her hatred for Chin Siu-chung, she didn't push him away.

Seeing her acquiescence, Cao Kun's hands began to wander, attempting to go further.

Feeling those large hands ravaging her body, Song Yuting finally came to her senses.

She grabbed his hand, panicking, "No...don't..."

"What, don't you want to get revenge on him?" Cao Kun stopped what he was doing and stared intently at her.

Song Yuting bit her lip, her eyes filled with grievance and struggle: "You've already bullied me like this, how are you going to get revenge on him?"

Cao Kun's lips curled into a wicked smile as he pressed down on her shoulders, his voice full of seduction: "I'll teach you..."

……

After leaving Jingyuan, Qian Shao Cong did not delay for a moment and drove straight to Song Family Manor.

He had a clear plan in mind: to get Song Yuting into Cao Kun's bed, he needed to plan meticulously.

All of this is contingent on him first meeting Song Yuting.

No matter what methods you use, you must first appease her and calm her down.

Otherwise, if it drags on for too long, the variables will only increase.

However, when he rushed to the gate of the Song family manor, he was met with a bucket of cold water.

The elderly butler in the tuxedo stood inside the gate, gave a polite but distant bow, and said in a flat tone:

"Young Master Qian, please leave. My young lady is not home."

"Not home? I think she's still angry with me and is deliberately avoiding me."

Qian Shao Cong frowned, not believing the housekeeper's words at all.

In his view, Song Yuting was just throwing a tantrum like she always did, waiting for him to coax her.

The old butler looked at the anxious young man in front of him and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

He also watched Qian Shaocong grow up.

Once upon a time, he was also a gentle and refined gentleman.

However, the dramatic changes that have occurred in Qian Shaocong recently have been truly disappointing.