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"It's so late, why are you still on the street? It's very dangerous for you to be alone."

Chen Mo said as she looked at Tang Zhen. The neon light just happened to hit Tang Zhen's face, and Chen Mo could see the sadness in her eyes clearly.

"Get on the car, I'll take you back." Chen Mo glanced at Tang Zhen and spoke again.

"No worries, I'll take the bus back home later."

After all, she hadn't interacted much with Chen Mo, so it was difficult for her to get close to him immediately.

"Come on up. Otherwise, if that little girl Miao Miao Miao knew that I saw you but didn't send you back, he would probably scold me again."

Chen Mo said in a serious tone. He knew how to make people feel threatened, so he had already opened the car door for Tang Zhen.

Tang Zhen looked at Chen Mo, and seeing him bring Xu Miaomiao out, she naturally could not reject him. She knew Xu Miaomiao's temperament, if she knew, it would be like what Chen Mo said.

"I'll sit in the back."

Tang Zhen smiled politely. She had read in a story that a man's co-pilot could only be left with his beloved woman.

Chen Mo nodded slightly, and then helped her open the back door.

Tang Zhen walked into the car, and just as she sat down, she came across a folder next to her. A wild guess started to grow in her mind, and she subconsciously touched the seat beside her.

The seat was still warm. It was obvious that someone had been sitting in this seat just now.

Was it him?

The hand Tang Zhen had placed on the seat slowly clasped together, his heart filled with an indescribable pain.

She wanted to look out of the window, but her mind stopped her impulse, and she was afraid she would see the figure.

That person who had tormented her day and night, yet had left her at a loss as to how to face him.

Chen Mo saw her expression through the rearview mirror. He sighed helplessly in his heart, then drove away and disappeared from the place.

Song Qiting stood behind the great banyan tree around the corner and stared closely at Tang Zhen until the carriage disappeared from his sight. Only then did he slightly move his body.

At this moment, Song Qiting, who was normally so arrogant that he could call the wind and summon the rain, was actually at a loss as to where to go next.

He clearly said that he wanted to make up to Yu Yifei, but he didn't manage to do it, because every time he walked into the villa, he would always think of Tang Zhen's figure.

He knew he wasn't a good man.

Ever since Tang Zijun returned to the villa, he kept looking for the notebook his father left him, but he couldn't find anything.

She could not help but think back to the old house that Tang Zhen was currently living in. That notebook must have been left in the old house along with Tang Zhen's grandmother's things.

However, taking into consideration that her relationship with Tang Zhen was extremely dangerous, she couldn't force Tang Zhen too much. After all, the reason she was raised like this was to properly torture her in the future.

Therefore, she decided to let Tang Zhen go for now.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed past her eyes as if she had already planned something.

Just as Tang Zhen had expected, the Fengwen Group Speaker Competition was delayed and the hosts were quite sincere. They immediately called for a press conference and said that Xiao Zihang was not able to participate in the competition because of his injuries.

After all, the news of Xiao Zihang's injury had spread like wildfire, and it was impossible for them to hide it even if they wanted to. But since their attitude was extremely sincere, the participants that entered the semifinals were able to understand, since they had more time to prepare.

These few days, Tang Zijun did not come and find trouble with Tang Zhen, so she naturally found peace and quiet. Other than returning to school to consult with the teacher in charge of her field of study, her past week had been relatively peaceful.

However, outside of her quiet life, the news of the Tang Corporation was endless.

This morning, the latest news was that the Tang Corporation was in debt due to a lack of funds, and the relevant departments had already closed down and investigated the matter.

After what had happened, Wei Jie who was initially receiving treatment in the hospital became sick again. After saving him for a full seven hours, his life and death was uncertain.

With the Tang Family's current situation, Tang Zijun was no longer able to afford the high medical fees. This afternoon, he was transferred to the ordinary ward.

Tang Zhen stared at the news reports one after another, there were even more pictures of Tang Zijun, the pictures were extremely clear, there were no filters placed on them.

The Tang Zijun in the photo had aged a lot, he did not have a single trace of color, even his face was hunched, the wrinkles on his face were all over, and even his expression looked lifeless, as though he had aged a lot.

This was a stark contrast to the usual bright, beautiful, and arrogant Tang Zijun.

In the end, Tang Zhen was kind. Seeing this, she couldn't bear to see it happen. Even if they had tried to scheme against her time and time again, they were still her biological parents. She could not just watch helplessly as they died.

Now that Wei Jie's condition had worsened and he had become like this, since they had already accepted the punishment, all their past grudges would be written off at this moment.

She still remembered what Chen Mo said to her. If she were to personally speak up to stop Song Qiting from taking revenge on Tang Zijun, he should agree to it right?

The screen was dark and bright. She had tried calling the number many times, but she had never had the courage to.

The Song Family villa was already bustling with noise and excitement, because tomorrow would be the day of Song Qiting's and Yu Yifei's engagement ceremony.

Xu Miaomiao couldn't resist her mother's threats, so she could only obediently come to the villa. Facing the Yu Yifei she disliked the most, she couldn't help but want to leave several times.

"Mom, I beg of you, let me go, okay? I don't like staying here at all."

Xu Miaomiao's face was filled with pain as he begged his mother. If she had to face Yu Yifei's fake smile, he might as well kill her.

Furthermore, her cousin was going to be engaged to Yu Yifei tomorrow, and only Tang Zhen was left in that old room with no one to accompany her.

"No, I didn't let you come here before, you had to run even if you jumped out of the window. What's wrong now? Today and tomorrow, you have to obediently follow by my side."

Song Tingyu warned Xu Miaomiao. Song Qiting was her most beloved nephew, and she treated him like her own son.

Previously, when he was getting married to Tang Zhen, she knew that Song Qiting did not love Tang Zhen, so she did not take it to heart.

All these years, she had always been worried that Song Qiting would fall in love with her. Now, as long as his future wife wasn't Tang Zhen, she could accept anyone.

"That's because Tang Zhen was here before. Mom, I'm begging you, please let me go."

Xu Miaomiao did not give up and shook his mother, trying his best to act coquettishly, in an attempt to make a last struggle.

But it was clear that Song Tingyu had steeled his heart, no matter how much Xu Miaomiao tried to act coquettish towards her, she shouldn't even bother once.

Xu Miaomiao had no choice but to follow behind his mother with a face full of grievance.

At the same time, Yu Yifei had already donned a formal attire, and a light purple long skirt perfectly revealed her temperament.

Those who didn't understand her naturally viewed that bit of patience as a tenacity. Those who knew her clearly saw it as a calculating and shrewd person.

"Aunt, do you think my dress is suitable?"

Yu Yifei said proudly, but the smile on her face was actually extremely gentle and pleasant.

It had to be said that Mu Mu's design had already reached the point of perfection. Even Xu Miaomiao, who hated Yu Yifei a lot, couldn't help but be stunned by her the moment she saw Yu Yifei.

But right after she reacted, she couldn't help but glance at Yu Yifei, and unhappily followed her mother to Yu Yifei's front.

"It's suitable, very suitable. We, Yi Fei, will be beautiful in any way we wear."

Song Tingyu happily walked in front of Yu Yifei and praised him. Regardless of how it was, Song Qiting could finally live a peaceful life and love her dearly. Thus, her attitude towards Yu Yifei couldn't help but become a lot better.

"Thank you, aunt."

Yu Yifei smiled in satisfaction, and she couldn't help but cast a sidelong glance at Xu Miaomiao. Seeing the angry expression on his face, she became even happier.

Didn't she want to get along with Tang Zhen? So what, the one who was about to marry Song Qiting, wasn't her after all.

After tomorrow, everyone in A city would know that she was Song Qiting's fiancee. In the future, everyone would respectfully call her the CEO wife of sung group.