The Billionaire's Hidden Affection

She stood up, half-jokingly: "Young Master, you should also move on. This might not be a bad thing. If she were alive, she would be a hot potato for you, unable to marry or let go... isn’t it better now? You don’t have to be troubled... By the way, I heard you are going to take the XX position, it’s truly remarkable, young and promising... congratulations, congratulations..."

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She suddenly lowered her voice: "Young Master, I heard that Zhang Chuchu committed suicide for you, is it true?"

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"It seems it is true. That girl, I only met her once, she’s like a pure white lotus... Hey, Young Master, your market is really great. Zhou Ting, Zhang Chuchu... who’s to blame when you’re so good-looking and talented? Inside the circle, it’s widely spread that Zhang Chuchu committed suicide for you... I’ve always wondered how Young Master would explain... now everything is fine, no need to worry..."

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"How can we tell if the loss of a horse is not a blessing in disguise? Right? Young Master, you really shouldn’t feel too bad. After all, the plane accident wasn’t your fault. Before, I thought the heavens favored Yan Xixi, but later I realized, the heavens truly favor you... see, he’s afraid of making things difficult for you, and doesn’t even let you bear the name of ’heartless man’..."

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"Three joys for men: promotion, fortune, and the death of a wife... Young Master, I really must congratulate you..."

Her tongue was even sharper than Zhou Xiaoxuan’s.

That’s how women are, on one hand, they hate other women, but when their rival disappears, they feel it’s entirely the man’s fault.

Chen Shimei obviously abandoned Qin Xianglian, but it was generations of other women watching who couldn’t wait to see him gone.

"The last time I joked, I even said, Yan Xixi, if you don’t believe it, just wait and see, God won’t pamper you forever... well... alas... what a pity, while we these fallen flowers live long lives... alright, Young Master, I won’t disturb you anymore, goodbye..."

At the door, a tall handsome man was waiting for her.

This was no longer the same person Yan Xixi had met back then.

Rina changed boyfriends more often than clothes.

Sis has the conditions to enjoy, doesn’t she?

But Wan Donglin didn’t know.

He just watched Rina’s graceful figure leave, the sound of her high heels tapping shamelessly...

He was shocked and unable to contain himself: it turned out, in the eyes of everyone, this was how they viewed his relationship with Yan Xixi — she was just his clandestine lover.

They never believed he would marry her, that the two would have a happy ending.

It was nothing more than a rich man with money and power, a mere effort, even attending Harvard was just a way to up his game with women.

How terrifying.

He took out his phone and saw the dozens of missed calls, feeling dazed and on pins and needles: did Yan Xixi also always think this way?

Even if she hadn’t before, when he did not attend the wedding, and didn’t answer her last call, did she completely think so?

The sunset leaned slowly westward, the night slowly descended, he stood up, his legs slightly numb, only then did he deeply realize: it turned out, there really was one less person in this world.

Even if you are as rich as a nation, time is the only thing you cannot buy.

Even if you throw all your wealth at it, you can’t go back to the moment of deep regret to reach out and change the past.

(Happy weekend, tomorrow, Yan Xixi makes her appearance...)