Richard was so angry his hand trembled as he
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pointed at me:
“Fine.”
“Fine!”
“Don’t you ever come back!”
Of course I wouldn’t go back to his mansion.
I hadn’t even planned on going back to my
father’s house.
I had already agreed with my aunt that this
remarriage would be simple.
We even skipped the wedding ceremony.
But Jason suddenly changed his mind.
The Song family only had this one heir; this
was their one and only wedding in decades.
It should be grand and lively.
I couldn’t refuse, so I agreed.
Coincidentally, on the night Richard came to
see me, my father suddenly showed up.
He said his company was in trouble and
needed me to take over.
If I was willing to go home, he would give me
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30% of the company’s shares and
management rights.
This had always been my wish.
To prevent my father from changing his mind,
I went home.
During that time, Jason came to my house
every day, and he was photographed by
paparazzi.
Within less than two weeks, the whole circle
knew that the Song family was going to marry
into my family.
That day, Serena won the Golden Phoenix
Award for Best Actress with her new drama
“A Fleeting Dream.”
The circle was abuzz, saying it was the result
of the Montgomery Group’s operation.
After all, everyone knew that this kept
woman’s rise from an 18th–tier actress was
all thanks to Richard’s resources.
The circle was in an uproar.
I was uninterested in the gossip.
Being at home was different from being in my
apartment; my activities were restricted.
I simply stayed in my room to read.
Jason always found a way to cheer me up.
He took over my kitchen.
My mother was from Northeast China.
He could actually cook Northeast Chinese
dishes.
The presentation was laughable.
But the taste was impeccable.
As I was eating one dish, tears welled up.
Since my mother’s death, this familiar taste
had been gone for too long.
“Did I do that badly?”
“It’s too awful, I’m never cooking again!”
“I’m going to throw it away! Please stop
crying!”
Seeing him flustered, I thought of the
impetuous boy he had once been.
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And I laughed again.
Life was peaceful until the wedding was
approaching.
It’s said that enemies always meet.
Serena was clearly looking for trouble.
I went to a luxury store; she immediately
bought all the bags I liked.
I went to a cosmetics store; she swept up
everything I even glanced at.
Even when I went to a haute couture store,
she followed me, twisting her waist.
“Oh, sister, you’re looking at tight–fitting
styles.”
“So fond of showing your figure?”
She was indeed a Best Actress now.
She was covered in designer brands.
She no longer had the appearance of an
innocent white lotus.
“I like this style too; we can get some
custom–made together in the future.”
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“But this kind of close–fitting style, I can’t
wear it now.”
She gently stroked her slightly swollen belly:
