Chapter 732: Chapter 732
Zhong Qiaohui suddenly felt the greeting card she was holding in her hands was somewhat heavy.
The few lines written by Brother Zhang on it, now with the appearance of this Barbie doll, seemed to carry some genuine sincerity.
"No problem, can I go now?" Zhong Qiaohui asked. In front of them, without any intention of looking at Zhang Sanfeng’s face, she picked up the red gift box containing the Barbie doll, tucked it under her arm, brushed past the two of them, and walked alone toward the elevator.
Zhan Dapeng clutched his forehead, smacking it a few times in exasperation.
Zhang Sanfeng’s face was covered by the black hair that fell down her cheeks, like a beauty’s.
Riding the elevator alone, Zhong Qiaohui’s fingers, pinching the greeting card, trembled unseen by others. She wished she could curse out loud, calling someone an asshole!
She had thought he was a man with such high emotional intelligence, after all, from a beloved idol in his youth to a man who never lacked women chasing him till now; but why couldn’t his emotional quotient measure up to Brother Zhang’s even in the slightest?
Brother Zhang had written on the greeting card: The dreams you couldn’t fulfill as a child, I can help you achieve them all.
Whatever you want, I’ll give it to you.
These were the words so many women longed to hear in their hearts.
But unfortunately, they weren’t spoken by Zhang Sanfeng.
Zhong Qiaohui felt a twinge in her nose and her entire body trembled as she wanted to sneer coldly.
When the elevator dinged open, she stepped out and as she relaxed her grip under her arm, the red gift box fell to the ground. Bending down to pick it up, something suddenly crossed her mind, causing her brows to furrow.
Yao sister, out of concern, had already been standing at the room door with Fu Yubo, watching.
Seeing Zhong Qiaohui pause at the elevator entrance, Yao sister hurried over to ask, "What’s wrong?"
"Nothing." Zhong Qiaohui lifted her head, smiled and shook her head; her expression seemed unchanged, and she had already covered the silhouette of the Barbie doll with the lid of the gift box before Yao sister could get a good look.
Yao sister, puzzled, could only pat her chest, saying, "Gu Nuan still hasn’t come back yet; I wonder if something has happened?"
Zhong Qiaohui’s mouth twitched upward, her eyes glittering slightly.
At this time, they should perhaps be most grateful that Gu Nuan was with that old crocodile. No matter what, the old crocodile was the old crocodile; ensuring Gu Nuan’s safety seemed like a trivial matter.
On the beach, the afternoon sun was naturally more scorching, almost peeling away a layer of skin.
Madam Yang couldn’t care less about whether or not the sun was scorching; all she knew was that she was definitely being peeled alive.
Having knelt for most of the day, it wasn’t only the question of whether the kneeling person was hungry, the onlookers were probably starving too because it was mealtime.
The old crocodile had no choice but to consider whether the baby in the pregnant woman’s womb was hungry.
Xiao Jianming broke the silence, "Let’s do this, we can talk about any issues after returning to the country." After that, he instructed Uncle Tang to prepare the car to take people to eat; of course, this did not include the Yang Family.
Yang Zhilin, who had been kneeling, immediately lifted her head to challenge, "What?!"
Was it that just because she had knelt, everything could be treated as if it never happened? They still wanted her to return to the country to admit her guilt? Was there such a thing? Wasn’t this tricking her into kneeling for nothing?
As if nothing had happened—how could that be possible. Content orıginally comes from 𝗻𝗼𝘷𝗲𝗹•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥
At most, Gu Jinrong said, "In consideration of your mother, who is utterly devoted to you, I can plead for leniency for her in court. As for you, you’ve knelt without showing any remorse; I will request the court to give you a heavier sentence."
Yang Zhilin for sure leaped up, extending her hands to try to strangle her, to stab her to death.