After being scolded by Mr. Liu, Liu Fengsheng felt a little clearer-minded, but for soone as proud as him to accept help from Fang Pingying, he simply couldn’t bear the sha.
But what else could he do? He couldn’t really let a family fall apart like this. Maybe he could only do as his father said—walk away, not get involved, and let them handle things themselves. Avoiding Fang Pingying, escaping, was also a way.
Perhaps for soone as downcast as him, plugging his ears to ignore reality was also a form of escape.
Feeling truly stifled, Liu Fengsheng was unwilling to return ho. He decided to spend the night at the apartnt where he used to live upstairs and downstairs with Fang Pingying.
By coincidence, Luo Zhiyong happened to return there that day too.
Yaoyao was fussing over a toy from earlier tis, crying fiercely at ho. Luo Zhiyong doted on his daughter imnsely, and during his lunch break, he returned to the old apartnt to find it for her.
After finding the toy, Luo Zhiyong rushed ho, but as soon as he opened the door, he bumped into Liu Fengsheng standing at his doorstep.
Liu Fengsheng, upon arriving here, involuntarily rembered the days of living upstairs and downstairs with Fang Pingying.
Back then, although Fang Pingying didn’t accept him, they got along extrely well, like old friends, sotis having als together, sharing jokes, discussing business. Thinking of those tis, it seed like the most relaxed period of his life.
He missed those tis dearly.
Exactly when did things start to drift apart between him and Fang Pingying?
Liu Fengsheng carefully recollected; their interactions decreased as if it was due to the ti when Luo Zhiyong got injured.
Originally, he thought that because he often stayed beside Fang Pingying, she sowhat felt moved by him. He believed that in a few days, he might persuade Fang Pingying to accept him.
But it was Luo Zhiyong’s act of playing the victim that won Fang Pingying’s heart back, causing her to gradually distance from him.
He knew that Fang Pingying was always a good woman, faithful and mindful of her old affections. He never blad her, but he simply thought Luo Zhiyong was truly despicable. If it weren’t for Luo Zhiyong’s deceptive act, Fang Pingying might be by his side now.
Originally, Liu Fengsheng was capable. With Fang Pingying by his side, he would undoubtedly be successful, not just opening one supermarket but ten.
Perhaps others thought he lost Fang Pingying because he couldn’t compete with Luo Zhiyong. But Liu Fengsheng felt Luo Zhiyong was exceedingly deceitful.
Before, Liu Fengsheng would console himself, thinking for soone from Luo Zhiyong’s background, using such dirty tricks wasn’t surprising. But now they claim that Luo Zhiyong is just like him, with the sa origins, even saying they’re cousins—just circumstances left him in that kind of family, so how could he accept this?
Because of this, Liu Fengsheng’s hatred toward Luo Zhiyong deepened.
If at this mont, he saw Luo Zhiyong, he would be determined to fight to the death.
As fate would have it, just as Liu Fengsheng was grinding his teeth in hatred, the Luo Family’s door opened, and there stood Luo Zhiyong, whom he hated to the core.
At the instant of seeing Liu Fengsheng, Luo Zhiyong also froze. Once he regained his senses, he nodded slightly at Liu Fengsheng and prepared to close the door and head downstairs.
Given the current relationship between him and Liu Fengsheng, Luo Zhiyong felt it inappropriate to say too much.
But as Luo Zhiyong passed by Liu Fengsheng, Liu Fengsheng suddenly blocked him, looked at him, and coldly asked, "Luo Zhiyong, do you think you deserve Pingying? Always dragging her down, do you feel at ease?"
Luo Zhiyong glanced at Liu Fengsheng, faintly raised his eyebrows, unsure why Liu Fengsheng suddenly said this.
Liu Fengsheng sneered and began to retort, "Don’t you have any self-awareness? Your family background used to be chaotic, bringing endless troubles to Pingying. Now you say you’re my aunt’s child, surely my aunt’s family will also give you trouble. With your salary, do you think you can handle all this? Aren’t you still relying on Pingying to solve your problems?"
Hearing Liu Fengsheng say this, Luo Zhiyong halted, eyed Liu Fengsheng, and calmly responded, "Whether I’m worthy or not is none of your business; it’s between the two of us. Besides, even if I’m not worthy, we now have children, a family, and we’re very happy together."
Luo Zhiyong’s words entirely enraged Liu Fengsheng, who imdiately began to speak without thinking, "Who are you showing off to? What right do you have? If you hadn’t humbly pleaded with Fang Pingying, claiming you’d die, do you think you’d be together now?"
Seeing the always cool-headed Liu Fengsheng beco so agitated, Luo Zhiyong shook his head and responded, "Mr. Liu, instead of wasting ti here talking nonsense, you might as well think about how you’re going to fix your supermarket. I heard you’ve been facing many troubles lately."
"Luo Zhiyong, you..." Luo Zhiyong’s relaxed deanor further incensed Liu Fengsheng, who couldn’t finish his sentence before attempting to fight Luo Zhiyong.
Luo Zhiyong, after spending decades in the army, surely had the skills. Liu Fengsheng was no match for him; he easily caught Liu Fengsheng’s swinging fist and said, "Only weak, incompetent n vent their frustrations on others. If I were you, I’d be figuring out how to save my business right now."
After speaking, Luo Zhiyong brushed Liu Fengsheng aside, initially intending to leave, but after pondering for a mont, he turned back, coldly looked at Liu Fengsheng, and said, "And stop trying to separate Pingying and . Our relationship isn’t just for a year or two; outsiders truly can’t destroy it. If you attempt it, you’ll only be wasting your ti. Besides, given your current state, you wouldn’t stand a chance in a competition. Get yourself together first and then talk."
With that, Luo Zhiyong left without another glance at Liu Fengsheng.
In Luo Zhiyong’s view, Liu Fengsheng was very capable. If he would settle down and work seriously, he could certainly accomplish great things. The trouble with the supermarket was simply because he was obsessively preoccupied with Fang Pingying, leading to this situation.
Actually, in Luo Zhiyong’s eyes, he was overly persistent; what was the point in this?
Therefore, considering Liu Fengsheng as a talented individual, Luo Zhiyong wanted to stimulate him a bit; if he could heed his words, he might even lend him a helping hand.
But Luo Zhiyong never expected Liu Fengsheng to be so stubborn. Although he absorbed Luo Zhiyong’s advice, he misinterpreted it—he felt Luo Zhiyong was belittling him, looking down on him, mocking him, thus deepening his hatred.
Even at this mont, he had a thought that no matter the cost, he would separate Luo Zhiyong and Fang Pingying; only then would he feel balanced.
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