“Yun Tao, tell Grandpa that I stopped being a Yun when he disowned me five years ago. He has no power and certainly no right to control who I marry and how I live my life,” Yun Muqing argued reasonably. In the distance, she could see Chu Feng playing with Duo Duo, and an idea struck her. “Besides, I already have a boyfriend. Duo Duo likes him, and so do I, and we’ve already promised ourselves to each other. So if Young Master Li likes being cuckolded, then let him come.”
Yun Muqing went on the offensive as her defensive strategy and used Chu Feng as a shield, thinking this would make Yun Tao and Young Master Li retreat. But she’d underestimated the pettiness and cruelty of these wealthy heirs because on the other end.
Yun Tao fell silent for a while before laughing maniacally. “Not bad. Yun Muqing. A pure virgin on the outside, but a cuckolding sl*t on the inside? Is it the same bastard who slapped me and broke my arm the other day? Fine! Then we’ll settle our old grudges and new debts in one go! You know what Young Master Li is like, so prepare to pay the price a thousand times over, now that you’ve shamed him!” Yun Tao’s tone grew darker and colder. Then, he spat out a parting word, “Prepare a coffin, so you can collect that bastard’s body!”
Yun Tao ended the call decisively, leaving nothing but a dial tone. Yun Muqing, though, immediately changed her expression to one of fear; she’d miscalculated and forgotten about the Li family’s first born heir, and now Chu Feng was in danger because of her.
Li Ziyang, the eldest son of the Li family, appeared gentle and sophisticated on the outside, like a prince, but those who knew him were aware of his cruelty, like a wolf in sheep’s skin. All the business competitors who’d gone against him had either ended up in car accidents or mysteriously encountered robberies or even physical assaults. At best, they’d get a few broken limbs; at worst, entire families were hurt.
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