Chapter 6729
Those people are nothing but clowns
Liu Yulian's voice trembled slightly, tinged with a sob, "Just like before, you made me deal with those rich young masters? You always treated me like a bargaining chip, never considering my feelings!"
She had always thought that after all these years of hard work, she could escape the conventional fate of arranged marriage and freely pursue the life she wanted.
However, Liu Jianming's series of actions threw her into disarray, filling her with unease and doubt.
She didn't know what she was in this family—was she a commodity to be exchanged for benefits, or a person with flesh and blood and her own thoughts?
With his hands behind his back, Liu Jianming stood tall and exuded an undeniable air of authority as he walked slowly to the French windows with steady and powerful steps.
Outside the window, the ancient city's bustling night scene unfolds, with neon lights blazing brilliantly, their colorful reflections shimmering on the Qujiang River.
With the gentle ripples of the river, it swayed and shimmered like a dream.
The light pierced through the transparent glass, spilling onto his exquisite gold-rimmed glasses, dancing and swirling on his lenses, casting flickering light and shadow on his angular face, as if concealing countless unknown secrets.
On the river, a cargo ship slowly sailed by, its massive body resembling a moving hill in the night.
The ship's horn pierced the thick night, echoing softly in the quiet study, sounding exceptionally long, as if time itself was whispering ancient stories.
"Yulian, don't you have any feelings for that Mr. Xiao at all?" Liu Jianming suddenly spoke, his voice low and cold, as if it came from an ice cellar, carrying the chill of the twelfth lunar month, making people shudder.
Liu Yulian was standing to the side when she heard her father's words and her heart trembled.
She raised her head, feigning composure, a hint of disdain in her eyes, and said dismissively, "He's just a doctor with some skills. There are plenty of talented young men in the ancient city, why should I like him?"
But her slightly flushed cheeks ruthlessly betrayed the turmoil in her heart.
Involuntarily, Xiao Chen's cold, chiseled face, his high nose, his tightly pursed thin lips, and his deep eyes appeared in his mind, as if they contained endless secrets, so deep that one couldn't help but want to explore them.
And the image of his dashing and unrestrained back as he turned and left lingered in her mind.
Upon hearing this, Liu Jianming was immediately enraged.
His face instantly turned bright red, and the veins on his forehead bulged like twisting green snakes, as if they were about to break free from the restraints of his skin.
He slammed his hand heavily on the mahogany tea table beside him, the loud noise echoing through the study, startling the celadon teaware on the table into a clattering sound, like a flock of frightened birds chirping in panic.
One of the teacups tipped over, spilling scalding tea onto the valuable Persian carpet, leaving a dark stain like an unintentional mark left by fate.
"What do you know!" Liu Jianming glared angrily, his eyes seemingly spitting fire. "In front of Mr. Xiao, your so-called young talents are nothing but clowns! What abilities do they have?"
He's just using his family's power and wealth to show off his power outside.
Mr. Xiao possesses genuine talent and exceptional medical skills; his future is undoubtedly bright. If you could be with him, it would be a blessing for the Liu family!
“Is Brother Zhou Mo not as good as him?” Liu Yulian raised her eyebrows and retorted defiantly, her voice filled with obvious anger, her eyes full of stubbornness and resentment, like a little beast that had been provoked.
In her heart, Zhou Mo has always been a dazzling star, a synonym for genius.
Zhou Mo displayed extraordinary intelligence from a young age, his bright eyes seemingly holding boundless wisdom. At the age of 15, he was admitted to Tsinghua University with the highest score in the province. When the news spread, the entire family was overjoyed, and everyone praised him as a "child prodigy," as if he was born to create miracles.
At the age of 18, he resolutely went to MIT to pursue a doctoral degree, where he thrived in the academic world and achieved remarkable success.
Moreover, he is proficient in many musical instruments. Whenever his fingertips dance on the keys, beautiful melodies flow out like a gentle stream, captivating the listener.
He is fluent in multiple languages, whether it be elegant French, rigorous German, or passionate Spanish, he can speak them all with ease.
In addition, the Zhou family is a prominent family in the western region, and Zhou Mo is the family's key successor, enjoying immense love and glory.
In her eyes, Zhou Mo was perfect, like a hero from mythology, unmatched by anyone.
Liu Jianming's expression instantly turned serious, as if a heavy dark cloud was pressing down on his face.
He remained silent for a moment, a hint of worry in his eyes, a worry that, like the cold mist of late autumn, permeated the air.
He slowly began to speak, saying, "Zhou Mo is indeed outstanding. He is an exceptional figure among the younger generation in Jiangzhou, like a bright new star illuminating the entire sky above Jiangzhou."
But compared to Xiao Chen, he is still far behind.
Yulian, you grew up in a greenhouse, protected too well by your mother and me. Like a delicate flower, you have never experienced the baptism of wind and rain and have no idea of the cruelty of this world.
In this dog-eat-dog world, the strong control everything. They are like gods high above, and with just a flick of their finger, they can bring our Lin family to ruin and plunge it into an abyss of no return.
Xiao Chen, however, was by no means a weakling to be manipulated. He was a being who could control the fate of others, like a judge who held the reins of life and death, inspiring awe and reverence.
These words struck Liu Yulian like a heavy hammer blow.
She felt a tingling sensation on her scalp, as if countless tiny needles were pricking it.
The blood in my body seemed to freeze, and my body became extremely stiff.
My long-held understanding of the world collapsed at this moment, like a carefully built castle of blocks that was easily blown down by a gust of wind.
In her mind, Xiao Chen's image changed from that of an ordinary doctor to one that became increasingly mysterious and unpredictable.
It was like a treasure trove hiding countless secrets, which aroused her curiosity and made her want to explore it.
It was like an unfathomable black hole, giving rise to a faint sense of fear that made her hesitant to approach it easily.
……
Night fell silently, like a giant black ribbon, gently enveloping the entire ancient city.
As dusk settles, streetlights illuminate the city one by one, like stars scattered across the earth, adding a touch of warmth and mystery to this ancient city. (End of Chapter)