"Keke, you’re my family. How could I abandon you? As long as you’re willing, I can take care of you for the rest of your life." Gu Qianxi eventually softened. He couldn’t bear to see her crying like that—like an abandoned kitten, leaving no room in his heart for coldness.
"Take care of for the rest of my life?" Tong Keke’s eyes lit up montarily as if she’d just heard sothing wonderful. But then she rembered the word "family" he had said earlier, and her tears started to fall uncontrollably again. "Like raising a kitten or a puppy? Is that how you’d take care of for the rest of my life?"
Gu Qianxi: "..."
Ever since the little one started writing novels, her imagination had truly grown more vivid than before.
"Keke, how could you ever be my pet? You’re my... niece."
As soon as he said those last two words, Tong Keke turned around and walked away imdiately.
In the end, Gu Qianxi just saw her as a child. But she wasn’t a kid anymore!
Watching the small woman leave in anger, Gu Qianxi bitterly smiled and shook his head. He felt like she was driving him to the brink of a nervous breakdown.
Lin Kunhuai received a phone call. It was from Liu Dong’s father, and he was furious. "Lin Kunhuai, did you send soone to beat up my son? And wreck my restaurant? Let tell you sothing, your daughter is nothing but trash! My son wouldn’t even bother touching her. But mark my words, this isn’t over."
After hearing that, Lin Kunhuai’s face turned pale. He couldn’t make sense of what had happened.
Hurriedly, he left the company, intending to figure out what was going on.
But the mont he stepped outside, two n in black walked up to him. Flanking him on either side, they blocked his way. "Mr. Lin, our boss wants to see you. Co with us."
"Your boss? Who? Do I know him?" Lin Kunhuai imdiately beca wary, then let out a cold laugh. "What kind of person do you take for? I’ll just et anyone on demand?"
"Mr. Lin, if you refuse to co willingly, we’ll have no choice but to take you by force."
"Take by force?" Lin Kunhuai was about to sneer again when he suddenly felt sothing pressing against his waist. Looking down, he saw the man holding a handgun.
"Hey now, brothers, let’s talk this out calmly. No need for violence. I’ll go with you," Lin Kunhuai said, his earlier arrogance imdiately vanishing at the sight of the cold barrel of the gun.
Lin Kunhuai was taken to a teahouse across the street.
As the door was pushed open, he was kicked inside with brutal force. His old back made an audible crack as he landed, eliciting a howl of pain from him.
Just as he was about to lash out, he looked up and saw the man sitting on the redwood chair.
The man’s long legs were crossed, his noble aura radiating power. Even though he sat there casually, he exuded a suffocating sense of dominance.
Lin Kunhuai, still adjusting to the dim light inside the room, finally got a good look at the man across from him. His legs nearly gave out from under him as he shook violently in fear.
"Mr.—Mr. Huo!" Lin Kunhuai couldn’t believe his eyes. To think he would run into Huo Yanting here.
Soone like him—mysterious, low-key, and influential—was nearly impossible to et, even for soone with Lin Kunhuai’s modest wealth.
And yet here he was, having the dubious honor of eting him.
"Lin Kunhuai, is Lin Banxia your biological daughter?" Huo Yanting opened his mouth, his voice as cold and sharp as ice. His deep, oppressive gaze carried an intimidating brilliance.
Lin Kunhuai’s legs buckled again as he trembled. His eyes darted nervously, not understanding why Huo Yanting would ask such a question. Could it be that Huo Yanting had uncovered sothing?
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