The Mochou Lake Villa District in Dongcheng is a newly developed high-end community this year. The developer is Zhicheng Real Estate.

A black imported Mercedes-Benz sedan was parked next to the boulevard leading to the villa area. Next to it was the sparkling Mochou Lake. Even though it was winter, the place was still beautiful with lakes and mountains.

In the car, Ding Xiangyu put on her clothes one by one, with a blush on her face and beads of sweat hanging on the tip of her nose. She said to the man next to her in a scolding tone: "It's winter, so you're not afraid of me."

Do you have a cold?"

Sitting next to her was a man in his early thirties wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He took out a cigarette, held it in his mouth, and chuckled: "There is heating. You are sweating, will you feel cold?"

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"Zhicheng, I have been following you for more than half a year. When will you take me to meet the old man?"

Ding Xiangyu held He Zhicheng's arms with both hands, raised his little face, and asked in a coquettish tone.

"Just wait a little longer. As you know, my dad is old-fashioned and has some prejudices against your background in the song and dance troupe. Wait until I can do the work."

He Zhicheng opened the car window, lit a cigarette, and said in an absent-minded tone.

A hint of gloom flashed in Ding Xiangyu's eyes. This was not the first time that she proposed to meet He Zhicheng's family. Only by meeting the parents could the relationship between the two be considered stable.

But every time He Zhicheng would find excuses to evade, which made her feel very insecure. She wanted to be Mrs. He, not his lover.

She leaned lazily on the back of the car seat, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box on the driver's seat, and lit it with a lighter.

The confused eyes, the pretty face shrouded in smoke, and the sexy red lips made He Zhicheng feel interested again. He put his hands on her shoulders and scratched her neck with his fingers.

Ding Xiangyu glanced at him lazily and ignored him. His thoughts had already flown to another man with blond hair and blue eyes.

The two met in a bar. The other person's name was Charlie. He was an executive from a major Wall Street investment bank. He was handsome and wealthy, and could speak fluent Chinese. The most important thing was that as soon as they met, he showed a strong pursuit of her.

The other party claimed that her annual salary was one million U.S. dollars, and the total bonuses and dividends were probably several million dollars. In terms of financial resources, she may not be as good as He Zhicheng, but the other party said that she was willing to marry her and could also help her get a green card.

If she could become Mrs. He, that would of course be the best, but if she couldn't become Mrs. He, and she had to choose between He's sincere lover and immigrant Sam, she would prefer the latter.

The most important thing is that Charlie is particularly good at making her happy and trying every means to please her.

But when she was with He Zhicheng, her status was completely reversed. She needed to find ways to please this man.

"You get out of the car first, I'm going to see the old man and talk about something."

He Zhicheng finished smoking a cigarette and said calmly.

"Okay, then I'm leaving."

Ding Xiangyu forced a smile and opened the car door.

The cold wind blew over and made her shiver. Not only was she cold, but her heart was even colder. This man did this every time and threw her aside after using it.

"Perhaps, we should leave ourselves a way out?"

She was thinking in her mind, and Charlie's figure appeared in her mind again.

He Zhicheng drove into the community, where he left a villa for himself, where his father He Dongming usually lived.

When he parked the car at the door of the villa, an old man in his early sixties and wearing a jacket was standing in the small garden at the door, carrying a kettle and watering several pots of green plants.

"Dad, it's cold, why don't you wear more clothes?"

He Zhicheng opened the car door and stepped out.

"The cashmere sweater you gave me last time was quite warm to wear inside."

He Dongming put down the kettle and said with a smile.

"I bought them abroad on my behalf. If you like them, I will buy more next time."

He Zhicheng walked to the trunk and took out a paper bag containing high-end tobacco and alcohol.

"Knowing that you are coming today, I asked Aunt Liu to prepare your favorite stewed turtle."

He Dongming looked at his son, and the more he looked at him, the more satisfied he became.

When I was young, I gave up my wife and son for my career. Unexpectedly, now that I am old, my son has come back.

The father and son walked into the living room and sat on the sofa chatting.

"Xiao Cheng, the rumors are not right lately, please be more restrained."

He Dongming used a kettle to boil hot water for tea.

"Dad, you are retired. It's enough to enjoy life. You don't have to worry about other things."

He Zhicheng pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, disapprovingly.

"What you did with Jiang Hua's daughter was too deliberate. He is not a character who suffers losses. You have to be careful."

He Dongming hesitated and said.

"Dad, do you know why you retired early?"

He Zhicheng took off his glasses from the bridge of his nose, revealing a bit of anger in his eyes.

When he wore gold-rimmed glasses, he looked gentle and elegant. Now that he took off his glasses, his whole demeanor changed, his eyes were fierce and full of domineering.

"The things here are a bit complicated and I can't explain them to you. Fortunately, although I have retired, I still have contacts and can still help you out."

He Dongming looked a little uncomfortable.

"Dad, you were defeated because you were too weak, not ruthless enough, and unstable. You were not ruthless enough and unscrupulous enough. So in the end, others went up and you came down."

He Zhicheng's eyes were menacing.

He studied abroad in junior high school. He was born in a single-parent family and is Chinese. As you can imagine, he was bullied a lot. The complicated environment developed his extreme personality. He looks gentle and elegant, but in fact he hides a beast inside.

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In his senior year of high school, he blocked a classmate who often bullied him in a dark alley and stoned him to death.

Later, a wandering robber was so unlucky that he was mistaken by the Sam police for the murderer and took the blame for him.

"Xiao Cheng, no matter what, you are my son. I owe you mother and son a lot. I will do my best to make it up to you."

He Dongming lowered his head and stared at the few tea leaves floating on the water.

"Dad, times have changed. In my opinion, these domestic businessmen are too timid and too conservative. Just watch. This will be my city from now on. I am the only voice. Jianghua is just me.

A stepping stone to rise.”

He Zhicheng said ambitiously.

At this time, the nanny came out from the kitchen with dishes. He put on his glasses again and became the gentle Confucian businessman again. He was also very polite and greeted the nanny with a smile.

He Dongming looked at his son with complicated eyes. He knew all the things he did. There was a voice in his heart telling him not to let his son do those evil things again.

However, another voice will say that he owes them to their mother and son. He only has this son, so he should repay the debt for abandoning their mother and son before.

"Xiao Cheng, I heard from Jiang Hua that I met the man from the province. Maybe we should cancel the New Year's Eve banquet. It's too high-profile."

While eating, He Dongming said hesitantly.

"Why do you want to cancel? My company is clean and I am not afraid of anyone investigating. Dad, you have endured it all your life. This time, my son will bring you glory."
Chapter completed!