Chapter 143 More Hate

n... At least, from what he saw, Xia Guanjia should only have secretly reported to his grandfather about his investigation into the incident three or four years ago, and didn't know anything else."It'...Shen Xiujin took Jian Tong away. Outside the bustling crowd, Lu Chen played with his chin in a thoughtful manner, his low voice softly humming: "Jian Tong"

Today's Jian Tong gave him a completely different feeling. Lu Chen's dark eyes flashed with a glimmer, slightly intrigued. A slight curl of his thin lips, he leisurely, with his hands in his suit pants pockets, left the Jian family mansion.

"Guess who I saw today" He walked towards his car parked by the roadside while dialing Xiao Heng's number, "You wouldn't believe it."

"Since you can't think of it, I won't ask." A deafening noise came from the receiver, Xiao Heng's voice, nonchalant: "Lu Chen, do you want to come and play Hongjing, the new girl is interesting."

Lu Chen listened to Xiao Heng's nonchalant voice and didn't bother with him. He said directly, "Jian Tong. I met Jian Tong at the Jian family."

On the other end of the phone, there was a brief silence, followed by the man's laughter: “Who is it Her Lu Chen, you’re not being serious, are you I’m already bored with that kind of woman. Did you call me just to tell me about her”

Lu Chen let out a soft sigh: "Is that really so Xiao Heng If you truly think this way, why do you spend your days frequenting places of pleasure"

"Haha, you're so funny, Lu Chen. I've always been like this. Just think of me as having had a momentary mental breakdown because my brain got stuck in a door recently."

Xiao Heng was getting impatient: "Alright, I'm having fun. I'll hang up first."

Just as I was about to hang up the phone, Lu Chen's low voice came from the other end: "You know 'Wei Ai,' right The Jian family is holding a banquet today, but it's actually an auction for 'Wei Ai.' Shen Xiuqin borrowed four hundred million from Jian Tong, and 'Wei Ai' was bought by Jian Tong. Xiao Heng, you have to think about this carefully. The Jian Tong you see as filthy and despicable has now obtained 'Wei Ai.' Don't end up with the esteemed young master of the Xiao family being inferior to a Jian Tong in the end."

This time, Lu Chen didn't need Xiao Heng to say hang up the phone. After saying this, he hung up the phone without saying a word.

With a click, the car door unlocked. Lu Chen pulled open the door and got in. The car drove away... He had done everything he could. As for whether Xiao Heng could get out of his depression, it depended on how much impact this heavy bomb he'd left behind would have.

Thinking of Jian Tong, Lu Chen's expression was a little complicated, with a hint of apology in his eyes. "...I'm sorry, Jian Tong, I used you." But as long as Xiao Heng could stand up again, Lu Chen wouldn't regret it. Using a woman who had nothing to do with him...after all, what was that woman

Thin lips, a deliberate curl, added a touch of coldness to the usual refinement beneath the golden-rimmed spectacles.

The businessman is driven by profit and disregards parting ways... He is a businessman, and the nature of a businessman is cold.

"Really... really, as long as Xiao Heng can get back on his feet..." Even if his words made Xiao Heng misunderstand Jian Tong even more, even if Jian Tong suffered more injustice because of this... Lu Chen's lips twitched, without a trace of warmth, already explaining his attitude - one Jian Tong for another Xiao Heng, would he change

Change!

Splendid Scene

Since Xiao Heng hung up the phone, he sat there with a sullen face. Although he was surrounded by friends drinking and eating, enjoying a lively atmosphere, he couldn't bring himself to join in.

"Xiao Dashuai, which beautiful woman are you so captivated by Brother's toasting you!"

A young man with chestnut-colored curly short hair grinned and leaned towards Xiao Heng, hooking his shoulder with one hand while holding up a glass of whiskey with the other. "Xiao Da Shao, brothers toast to you! Drink!"

Xiao Heng suddenly stood up, with a flick of his hand, he overturned the man's wine glass and coldly hissed:

"Who is your brother Who is *your* brother"

"Ah…" The person was momentarily stunned, then the next second smiled knowingly: "Oh, come and see everyone, come and see! Our young master Xiao is being humorous again today～"

Right in the middle of their conversation, Xiao Heng interrupted with a chuckle: "Hee hee~ Just have a couple of drinks with us, play a couple of rounds, and you automatically become my brother"

I'm sorry, my mother didn't give birth to that many 'sons'.

Climbing up the ladder depends on other people's moods. When they're in a good mood, they'll have a couple of drinks with you. When they're not, don't pretend to be their brothers.

With a smirk, he finished speaking, pulled out some banknotes, and tossed a stack of money down: "You guys kept me company these past few days, so consider this dinner my treat. Have fun!" Then, with his long legs, he left the private room.

As the door to the private room closed behind him, the moment he left, a torrent of curses erupted from those inside who had just been too afraid to speak out.

Xiao Heng ignored him, turning his head to glance contemptuously at the VIP room door. He took out a cigarette, clicked it on, and took a hard drag, exhaling a plume of white smoke. The newly lit tip still had a good length unburned. With a loose finger, he dropped it silently. The custom-made shoes, leather-soled oxfords, stomped the cigarette butt out viciously, then repeatedly twisted it back and forth.

His peach blossom eyes instantly turned cold, he glanced coldly out the window, lifted his foot that was twirling around a cigarette butt, and strode out.

The car was speeding down the road, its speed almost making it fly. But he seemed completely unaware, his eyes fixed straight ahead, his foot on the accelerator pressing down with all his might.

It was already eleven or twelve o'clock at night.

A Maserati sped along, finally stopping in front of the Xiao family's old house.

The car had just stopped when the door was suddenly pushed open. Then, Xiao Heng got out of the car and immediately hurried into the house.

The housekeeper heard the noise and immediately came to open the door. Seeing the figure outside, he was taken aback for a moment before saying:

"Young Master, the master ordered that you are not allowed to enter the house."

Xiao Heng had lost weight, his cheeks were thin and cold. When he spoke, his voice was hoarse and indescribable:

"I'm looking for grandpa."

The steward said, "Young master, please wait a moment. I'll go ask the old master."

The steward came and went, looking at Xiao Heng with a troubled expression: "Master said he's asleep..."

Since it was Old Master Xiao who "said" he fell asleep himself, how could he possibly be asleep

Xiao Heng lowered his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, “I understand, Uncle.”

"Then... shall I see the young master off"

"No need."

The butler, with a sigh of resignation, could only close the door.

Xiao Heng stood outside the door, turned and walked back, stopping in the middle of the courtyard. He suddenly turned around, "Bang," and knelt down straight.

Mr. Xiao stood on the second floor. The butler walked over, "Master... when one is young, who hasn't made a mistake You just..."

"There's nothing for you here, you should go rest now." Old Master Xiao cut the butler off before he could finish speaking, dismissing him with a cold tone.

One person remained, standing by the window, gazing at the figure kneeling downstairs... He had high hopes for this grandson, but he couldn't let him make mistakes again and again.

"Just kneel down." Old Master Xiao muttered to himself.their own, refusing to obey her command.That figure, step by step approaching, yet carrying the terror of a storm, that man's handsome face was shrouded in frost, ferocious and terrifying. His gritted...