"From our backgrounds, Qiaoqiao and I are the same, even better off! She's the only daughter of the Qiao family. All the family's wealth will be inherited by her... You could say that if I, Yang Wei, had been born into the Qiao family, I would have built a vast business empire!" Yang Wei's eyes flashed with a sharp light as she said this, then she sighed, "As for me, although I was born into a wealthy family like the Yang family, my father passed away early, and my uncle has his own son. There are several young people of my generation in the family. Although I work hard, it's difficult for me to have my own stage. I've given my all to fight for the position of heir. But Qiaoqiao easily gave up everything, content to be a carefree young lady, enjoying her life to the fullest. All of this is something I, Yang Wei, cannot do."
She suddenly raised her hand gently, as if to touch my cheek, but her hand froze halfway. She shook her head, gave a bitter laugh, and withdrew it: "Originally, there was a time when I thought about it too. I could simply follow Qiaoqiao's example. I could simply give up my ambitions. Everything I have now is enough for me to live a life of luxury. I could live like her, indulging in life, doing whatever I wanted, laughing when I wanted, crying when I wanted! More importantly, I could let go of everything and stay peacefully by the side of the only man I've ever loved... even if it's just as your lover." She looked at me and whispered, "Originally, when we broke up at the airport that day, I had already made up my mind to simply let go of everything and quietly follow you. Qiaoqiao could live so freely, so should I, Yang Wei."
I felt my heart tremble more and more violently, and finally whispered, "Then...why?"
"Why..." Yang Wei seemed to murmur the word silently, then suddenly, a strange light flashed in her eyes, and she looked up at me: "Because... I am Yang Wei!"
At that moment, something in Yang Wei's eyes felt somewhat unfamiliar to me!
"On the day of your wedding, I originally hid at home, not wanting to see anyone." Yang Wei looked into the distance and said softly, "Do you know? In those days, I dreamed about you almost every day... Do you know what I dreamed about?"
I originally thought Yang Wei would tell me: I dream about you and other women at your wedding.
This answer makes more sense.
But Yang Wei shook her head and looked at me: "No, it's not what you think... What I dream about every day is the scene of the two of us on the Torch Building."
“Torch Building…” I murmured, my thoughts racing.
Indeed, that experience not only propelled my career in the United States overnight and laid the foundation for my extensive network of connections, but more importantly, it led to a qualitative leap in my relationship with Yang Wei! We finally broke down our last shred of reserve and came together.
“Every night, I dream of you, of you holding me, with that bomb beside us, watching the countdown timer tick away. You hold me and say, ‘Let’s die together.’” Yang Wei’s eyes seemed to be filled with tears. “That’s the most beautiful sentence I’ve ever heard.” She finally couldn’t contain her emotions and reached out to press her hand against mine. “You know what? That time, even after you had safely left, you risked your life to come back to the building to save me. When the bomb exploded, you still held me and said we could die together. At that moment, I made my decision. I would no longer hide my feelings. I would be with you… Xiao Wu… You may be fickle, but you’re willing to die for me. That’s enough.”
“But now…” I panicked.
Yang Wei waved her hand, her face turned cold, and she withdrew her hand from the back of mine. Then she sighed softly, "On the night of your wedding, my uncle called me into his study... That day, my uncle looked like he had aged twenty years."
Part Three: The Pinnacle, Chapter Seventy-One: Luckily You Were There
Mr. Yang Er left a very deep impression on me. He was an unfathomable man, with a deep mind, calm and rational, and an extraordinary presence. It wasn't until I met Mr. Yang Er that I finally understood where Yang Wei's outstanding talent, wisdom, rationality, and calm demeanor came from.
In a sense, Mr. Yang is the most remarkable person I've ever met. Of course... if he didn't have such a foolish son.
A man of exceptional intelligence like Mr. Yang Er made such a grave mistake in choosing a successor. This is a common error made by many powerful figures throughout history, such as Liu Bei passing the throne to Liu Shan (A Dou), Emperor Wu of Jin (Sima Yan) abdicating incompetence to his mentally challenged son, and even a brilliant man like Lao Suolin knowingly tried to have his daughter, a princess, succeed him… and so on.
Mr. Yang Er, despite having an outstanding talent like Yang Wei in his family, suppressed him at every turn and allowed his incompetent son to become his heir. This inevitably lowered my opinion of him.
However... I didn't realize a problem: if Mr. Yang Er suddenly changed his attitude and let Yang Wei inherit the family, then... given Yang Wei's ambition, her abilities, and her future status as the head of the Yang family... would she still be with me?
...
…………
“…That night, my uncle suddenly called me into his study. He looked as if he had suddenly aged twenty years.” Yang Wei’s tone and eyes were somewhat strange, carrying a complex feeling that I couldn’t describe: “When I walked into the study, my uncle’s face looked very bad, and I thought he was sick. But he said something to me. He looked at me carefully for a long time, and then said to me, ‘Starting tomorrow, I will announce that you will be the heir of the family.’”
After Yang Wei slowly uttered these words, I felt as if I had been struck by a heavy blow!
Looking at Yang Wei's expressionless face, I suddenly felt like laughing, I really wanted to laugh...
Yes! Yang Wei has become the heir as she wished... But how could the future head of the prestigious Clover family, the heir of the prestigious Clover family, the future patriarch of the Yang family... possibly disregard her status and become the mistress of a married man? How could she possibly follow a man as a mistress without any status or identity?
My mouth tastes incredibly bitter. But my heart tastes even more bitter!
After struggling for a long time, I managed to force a smile: "Congratulations, you've got what you wanted."
Yang Wei shook her head. Her face showed little joy. She stared at me for a long time, then suddenly whispered something that seemed irrelevant and abruptly spoken. But it struck my heart like a hammer blow! Hard, forcefully, completely. It crushed my heart!
She said, "Chen Yang...you've been married."
"..."
Yeah...yes! I really want to force a bitter smile.
If I had never been married, Yang Wei would probably still be with me, right? If I had never been married, Yang Wei might not have rejected me so cruelly... If I hadn't...
But how shameless am I, a man who already has a wife, to keep pestering Yang Wei like this?
Hmph! How shameless!
I sneered, a loud sneer, then grabbed the bottle on the table and gulped down water.
Yes, that's right. Yang Wei is absolutely right! When you want to get drunk, drinking water can feel just as good as drinking alcohol!
"Later I learned that my brother, my uncle's biological son, Yang Yi, had been imprisoned by the family an hour before my uncle met me. His fate was to be held captive on a small island in the Atlantic Ocean bought by a family. According to family tradition, he would live there until I successfully took over the family business." Yang's numb voice came through, and I could only shake my head: "Why?"
Yang smiled, but her smile looked painful: "Uncle has many women, which is not surprising given his status. His favorite woman recently is a beautiful girl who used to be a croupier at the casino, and she later came with my uncle. He dotes on her. But not long ago, my uncle discovered his precious son and that beautiful woman lying in bed together by chance... They were both naked, and there was a condom on the floor. After examination, it was found that the woman was even pregnant."
I see.
Imagine any man who suffers such a humiliating blow, especially from his own son. It's no wonder that someone like Mr. Yang would suddenly make the ruthless decision to cripple his son.
"Uncle used to still have a sliver of hope for Yang Yi. Actually, what saddened Uncle this time wasn't the woman. To him, women were just toys. What saddened Uncle the most was that he finally realized his son was truly a good-for-nothing, a good-for-nothing that couldn't be helped no matter what."
I couldn't help but tease her: "From this point of view... Mr. Yang is much more decisive than old Thorin..."
Before I could finish speaking, Yang Wei suddenly sneered and looked at me: "Yang Yi's affair was orchestrated by me!"
"..."
I suddenly felt a chill in my heart!
"No, it's not what you think." Yang Wei shook her head. "Actually, when we got together, I had already decided that I wanted to be with you. I was willing to give up the family struggles and give up fighting for a position within the family. I planned this before we went to Hollywood to open a film company. That time Yang Yi offended you at your company in Vancouver, and I wanted to teach him a lesson. I never expected that Yang Yi would actually get involved with that woman. I knew that Yang Yi was a womanizer, and I just wanted to create some scandal to embarrass him. But I didn't expect that guy, although he's a bit of a fool, would actually have a way with women and actually hook up with that woman."
"This is none of my business." I waved my hand and stared at Yang Wei: "I only have one question for you... Did you promise your uncle?"
Yang Wei didn't say anything, she just looked at me quietly.
"I...I think I understand." (A bitter smile)
Yes, a bitter smile, that's right! At this moment, what else can I do but smile bitterly?
Should I rush up to Yang Wei now, hug her legs, kiss her fingers, and beg her not to leave me?
Haha! Hahaha!!!
I slammed my hand on the table, stood up abruptly, my face resolute, and strode towards Yang Wei. Suddenly, I made a decision!
"What...do you want to do?" Yang Wei's expression changed as she watched me approach, finally revealing a hint of panic. But I was tall and strong, and she couldn't possibly dodge me.
Ignoring Yang Wei's struggles, I suddenly wrapped my arms around her and lifted her off the stool, holding her tightly in my arms.
Judging from the way I hugged her, it was a standard bear hug. Yang Wei's soft body was held tightly against my chest by my arms, and I could even feel her rapid and flustered breathing.
"Chen Yang, you..." She had barely opened her mouth when I silenced her with a kiss.
Of course, I didn't use my hands!
Yang Wei was clearly resistant; her lips were tightly pursed and her jaw was clenched. I grabbed her wrist almost roughly to prevent her from struggling, and then kissed her lips without restraint. At first, her body was as stiff as a block of ice!
I pried open her teeth with my tongue. Yang Wei resisted slightly, but finally gave in completely. I shamelessly savored Yang Wei's fragrant lips and tongue, and suddenly...
A sharp pain shot through my lips! Yang Wei pushed me away with all her might, then gritted her teeth and looked at me in a deep voice, saying, "Chen Yang! Do you think this is funny?!"
I raised my hand to wipe my lips. It hurt, and they tasted salty. Yang Wei had bitten my lips, drawing blood. I stared at Yang Wei without flinching: "I find it very interesting."
We stared at each other for a long, long time, and then Yang Wei suddenly let out a low growl! I had never seen Yang Wei angry before! But at that moment, she was like an enraged female leopard, and she pounced into my arms!
She pounced on me so forcefully that I lost my balance and was knocked to the ground. We rolled around on the floor for a few moments before Yang Wei landed on top of me. Looking at me up close, a strange light flickered in her eyes. Then, before I could say anything, Yang Wei had already kissed my lips forcefully!
She was as passionate as fire! We were both almost completely lost in the intense kiss, Yang Wei seemed to have transformed from a block of ice into a raging fire! Our tongues intertwined, savoring each other's passion, and she pressed herself against me, as if our bodies were about to become one…
Finally, in the fierce "struggle," I gained the upper hand with my masculine strength. I suddenly picked her up, then stood up, holding her in my arms. We sat on the bench next to each other, with Yang Wei sitting on my lap. Our passionate kiss gradually turned from intense to tender...
Suddenly, I felt a cool sensation on my cheek, and something wet slid down my cheek. Then, my lips stung again!
Yang Wei had left me and was standing in front of me. Her cheeks still bore a slight blush from earlier, but her eyes held a complex and incomprehensible expression!
I touched my lips and said with a wry smile, "I never imagined that I would be bitten twice by the same woman during a kiss."
A trace of crimson remained on Yang Wei's lips; that was my blood.
“Weiwei…” I looked at her calmly: “This is the last time I’ll call you Weiwei. Let this kiss just now be a memento of our farewell… Well, I just didn’t expect that you would bite me twice as a bonus for this farewell kiss.”
After I finished speaking, I stood up, walked to the table, picked up a bottle of water, shook it, and found it was empty.
I turned to look at Yang Wei: "You just said that as long as a person wants to get drunk, they can drink anything. But you forgot one thing..."
"What?"
"The more wine you drink, the warmer you feel; but the more water you drink, the colder you feel."
...
After saying that, I turned and left.
After taking a couple of steps, a soft call suddenly came from behind:
"Xiao Wu..."
Looking back, Yang Wei was leaning against a pillar of the pavilion, and she seemed so frail that she could hardly stand.
Her eyes shone like cold stars: "Xiao Wu, let me ask you a question... If, if you hadn't met Yan Di first, but had met me first, would you have married me?"
After hesitating for a moment, I decided I didn't want to lie to her, so I answered honestly:
"I have no idea."
She suddenly spoke up: "There's a gun under my table... I really want to shoot you right now! Then I'll shoot myself... Or, I should slap you, and then we'll part ways..."
I laughed.
I really can't understand how I could still laugh at a time like this. But I really was laughing... Laughter is actually very simple, it's just a slight twitch of the facial muscles!
As I left, only one thought occupied my mind: Was this truly the end for me and Yang Wei?
My legs moved almost mechanically, carrying me out of the courtyard gate. Once outside, I discovered it was already dark.
I shook my head, about to let out a deep sigh, when I saw a towering, burly black man standing in front of me on the road ahead. It was Hansen, Yang Wei's bodyguard.
"I'll take you back," Hansen said, pointing to a car beside him.
"No need, I want to take a walk." I was about to refuse when Hansen added, "I have something to tell you."
After we got on the vehicle, Hansen drove it in silence while I sat beside him. He didn't say a word.
The two of them drove in silence until they arrived at my place, where I got out of the car. Hansen suddenly whispered to me, "Miss is under a lot of pressure; she's on the verge of collapse. You shouldn't upset her any further."
I stopped in my tracks, looked deeply at Hansen, and said with a bitter taste in my mouth, "Then what should I do?"
“I’ve been with her for years. I’ve never seen Miss cry before. But now she’s starting to shed tears.” Hansen stared at me, a sharp glint in his eyes, which then softened. “I didn’t like you before. I really didn’t like you. But that time at Torch Building, when you risked your life to save Miss, I started to think you were a good person.”
"……Thank you."
“No, I’m just a bodyguard. But if you hurt her, I might kill you.” Hansen said, and drove away.