tic ones... who could tell her why this supermarket, despite not being very big, managed to gather these strange and wonderful things!Who will tell her to bring the one surnamed Shen into the ravine a...Lu Chen looked at his friend, hurriedly returned, his steps hurried.

"Someone chasing you behind" He raised an eyebrow, teasingly.

Kane Ferocchi strode past Lu Chen, walked up to the liquor cabinet, pulled open the glass door, without even looking, roughly grabbed a bottle of whiskey, twisted off the cap, and gulped it down. In seconds, half a bottle of new whiskey was gone.

Lu Chen took a stride forward, snatching the bottle of wine from Kane's hand. "That's not how you drink."

Kane Ferrell gasped, the stench of alcohol heavy in the air.

Lu Chen saw that he wasn't fixated on the whiskey, so he put down his glass, took two steps back, and sat down on the brown leather armchair: "Come on, what's got you all flustered"

Kane stood at the bar, propping himself up with one arm, his back resting on the counter. He had his hand behind his forehead and his pale eyelashes trembled for a long time before he spoke. The air around him was thick with the smell of alcohol.

Lu Chen was a shrewd businessman, naturally cunning and venomous. In one sentence, he found the key:

"Your secretary said you went to the Jans." He shifted his leg, leaning back: "You got beat."

The person at the bar wasn't saying a word.

Lu Chen's eyes flashed: "She rejected you"

This ordinary sentence, however, stimulated Kane Ferrell, who suddenly raised his head and shouted angrily, "No!"

Lu Chen leaned his forehead against his, and smiled faintly at him.

"Alright..." Kane slumped against the bar, a self-deprecating laugh escaping him. "You win."

Lu Chen smiled slightly, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes.

Soon,

"But you're wrong," Kane said, slumping into a relaxed chair at the bar with his lanky frame. He leaned against it listlessly. "She didn't refuse me, and I didn't make my intentions known."

Lu Chen's narrow eyes flashed with surprise: "Then you're flustered"

"We were negotiating a partnership when Jian Mo Bai barged in."

Lu Chen raised an eyebrow: "Her brother The eldest son of the Jian family"

Kane nodded. "That's him."

He should be in the hospital. Jian Mo Bai, the young master of the Jian family, has leukemia. Everyone in the business world knows about it.

"Yes, he should be in the hospital." Caine suddenly chuckled, a hint of sarcasm in his voice. "No one is afraid of death."

Enough is enough, a clever person can guess what comes next just by hearing this one sentence.

What's worse, Lu Chen was a clever person.

Her thin lips curled up in a bored way: “Oh~ I understand.”

One sentence, "Understood," was enough to show he knew what was going on.

"He came to beg her sister for help, just to stay alive... Heh~ How convenient. Why not think about what kind of broken body that sister has She can barely take care of herself, how could she possibly donate bone marrow"

Lu Chen's words held a hint of sarcasm: "Now you're coming to beg What were you doing back then"

"At first"

Kane wasn't quite sure.

Lu Chen swept a meaningful glance over Kane's face, as sharp and deep as a knife: "What Don't you know She's been to jail."

Kane nodded, of course he knew.

Then you should know that the Jian family abandoned her at her most difficult time and completely cut off all ties with her.

Now that you're in need, you come crawling back.

Actually, if the Jian family could just show a little bit of humanity and pay some attention to Jian Tong, many things might have been avoided.

For example, a missing kidney.

Kane is not Chinese, but he agrees with Lu Chen's words. No matter what nationality someone is, the truths they understand are similar.

If anyone from the Jian family had visited him in prison, even just once, they would have known about Jian Tong's situation at the time.

The Shen family's influence is naturally not to be underestimated. The Jian family has deep roots in City S and is also considered an old-fashioned aristocratic family. It can't be called a prominent family, but it's not without a foundation.

But if any member of the Jian family had ever been to prison, even just once, perhaps things could have been different.

"So...there was such a twist to it." Caine recalled the woman's reaction in the office today when facing Jian Mo Bai. Suddenly, it dawned on him like a bolt from the blue, understanding the complex emotions in her eyes that he had almost failed to decipher at the time.

She hid well, but at that time, Jian Mo stood under the sky and cursed, blaming and angrily denouncing her. All eyes were drawn to this one-sided rant.

And he, at the moment when that woman lowered her eyes, clearly caught the complex multitude of emotions swirling within them.

He gave Lu Chen a long, thoughtful look. After a few seconds, he almost immediately made his decision — to briefly tell Lu Chen what had happened at the Jian family.

"I said, I trust her, no matter what anyone else says."

Lu Chen didn't come to a conclusion, and asked faintly, "Then what"

“She said thank you to me.” Cain covered his head with a wry smile. “I don’t want her thanks. Old man, you don’t know, when she said those two words to me, I panicked. But even now, I still can't figure out why I was so flustered back then, even rushing away."

Kane didn't notice that Lu Chen quickly frowned to conceal the fleeting pain in his eyes.

Bang!

He suddenly stood up, his force so great that even the leather single-person sofa shook slightly. Lu Chen stood straight and stiffly, gave a hard smile, and stared straight at Cain across from him:

"Listen, it's time to let go."

Kane's eyelids twitched, he opened his mouth to ask why, but Lu Chen had already turned and strode away.

"No!" Kane sprang abruptly from the lounge chair, turning to face Lu Chen's retreating figure, and blurted out in a sudden burst of agitation, "I won't believe it!"

Lu Chen didn't stop, he just turned his back to Kane, gently shook his head, and let out a light chuckle.

Three years ago, I didn't trust her. I thought I knew what kind of woman she was and arrogantly labeled her.

Chen, don't you Chinese people say, "To know one's mistakes and correct them is the greatest virtue"

Now, I will never again just go by my own wishful thinking and presumptuously label this woman or make judgments about her. I trust her! No matter what others say!

Kane's unwavering voice echoed into Lu Chen's ears.

Lu Chen's right foot, which was held in mid-air, paused for a moment. The next instant, he stepped out again, facing away from Kane as he walked and said:

You'll know.

You will know...As for what you will know.

Lu Chen didn't say anything.

Kane was still in this already predetermined outcome, unable to see... just like... just like he was back then.

Lu Chen's lips curled into a bitter smile.

"Chen!" Cain chased after him, shouting urgently, "Explain yourself! What do you know Chen! Old friend! You have to explain before you leave!"

Kane's anxiety was clearly conveyed to Lu Chen, who abruptly stopped his steps, turned his head sideways, and after a moment of contemplation, said: "Kane, my old friend. If you really need me to give you a piece of advice.

Then I suggest you... sincerely, honestly, really, go and apologize.

Then, never see her again."

Lu Chen ignored Cain Ferroch, who stood frozen in place. He turned and strode away, disappearing around the corner in an instant... Cain, his old friend, hadn't realized that three years ago, his trust and respect were invaluable, something Jian Tong desperately craved. As for today, three years later… His old friend, Cain Ferroch, had done the most foolish thing—always giving the most important things at the wrong time.

Then, everything became insignificant.rpose, one link after another, with the sole aim of discouraging her courage and making her disarray herself first.I just found it strange.You say, your dead grandfather has trained you to be so excel...