He was very straightforward: "I am neither a Liu Xia Hui nor do I have any issues. Yes, Rina, you are indeed very charming. But, as for , I occasionally insist on a bit of principle..."
How could he, Wan Donglin, really sink to the level of sharing a woman with Lao Zhou and others?
No matter how desperate, he couldn’t be so shaless.
Rina’s face turned red and then white, and she just sneered: "I really underestimated you. Third Young Master, turns out you are the most chaste and faithful man in the world, a true romantic."
"I’m not as good as you say. But I’m not as bad as you think either. That’s all."
He casually picked up a thin blanket from the sofa, calmly covered her with it, and said gently: "Rina, I’ve said we are in a cooperative relationship. I will fulfill the conditions I’ve promised you. As for anything else, I can’t promise you anything. If you really have other thoughts about , it will affect your judgnt on your ability to act in the future. Perhaps the ending will be that you are thoroughly used by . Is that the kind of tragic ending you desire?"
Rina was stunned.
Her stomach full of resentnt and outburst suddenly froze.
She stared at him blankly, her eyes full of confusion — only now did she realize that this man was different from all the n she had known... You say he is excellent, yet he is not exactly a gentleman, so of his thods are even shady; but when you say he is bad, he is certainly more noble than most n in the world.
Neither good nor evil, neither enemy nor friend?
Wan Donglin turned around and left.
At the door, she spoke slowly: "Third Young Master..."
He stopped.
"Third Young Master, I envy Yan Xixi a lot."
He smiled, calm: "Once you get your passport, you won’t need to envy her anymore. Rina, rember, you are the recognized national goddess. All the won in the world envy you."
The door closed.
Rina wrapped herself with the blanket, sohow, tears began to fall.
This luxurious apartnt, expensive jewelry, countless luxury items... Rolling in the fa and fortune circle for over ten years, she had witnessed countless dirty tricks... But in the end, what was left?
In Lao Zhou’s eyes or other wealthy businessn’s eyes... ultimately, she was nothing more than a tool... a human-shaped tool... maneuvering among various people, a public tool serving each one’s needs...
Indeed, behind her back, that’s what they called her — a public tool!
After several bouts of light rain, the entire city had completely entered winter mode.
The fig leaves had long since fallen, the ginkgo trees had turned withered yellow, and even the hardy roses were sparse and scattered, indicating it would be a very cold winter.
As the wind blew, Wan Donglin pulled his clothes tighter around him.
He didn’t carry an umbrella, and even for the short distance, he didn’t quicken his pace, letting the fine rain fall on his head.
Once inside, he noticed the vast emptiness of the large room.
He turned on the shower, and in the winter, a water temperature of 48 degrees Celsius poured hotly over his body, more comfortably than any of the finest pleasures. He learned this from Yan Xixi. Whenever it was cold, she liked to set the temperature to 48 degrees Celsius — he didn’t know what kind of eccentricity this was, but she did it every ti.
Until tonight, until this scalding water poured over him, until his whole body was nearly scalded, with thin sweat about to seep out from the surface of his skin... only then did he understand the comfort brought by this heat.
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