Chapter 14 (2/2)

Sometimes ‘survival’ was the cruelest word in the world. It would force one to make the most helpless choice, like what she did…

Liancheng Yazhi lit a cigarette and blew out a ring of smoke with grace.

“Ruoruan will be coming back tomorrow.”

Rong Yan nodded. So his girlfriend was coming and this was the money to keep her mouth shut. He was afraid that she would spout nonsense in front of his future wife.

Come on, she was not that stupid. This money was really for nothing.

Three million dollars. It was money that many people could never earn in their life.

If she had this money in the beginning, she would not have driven herself to the point of no return.

Song Ruoruan was Liancheng Yazhi’s fiancée and was the only woman he had admitted to the media.

The Song family was a famous family in the city. Her father was a real estate tycoon and her mother was a senior professor of a famous university.

Song Ruoruan herself was a beautiful woman with knowledge, beauty, wisdom, and temperament. She was definitely a lady from a decent family. She had fair skin and was attractive, making many young men flock over to her like ducks.

Although Liancheng Yazhi had many women from time to time, Song Ruoruan had been with him for four years.

Of course, Rong Yan was also one of his lovers, and she had maintained nearly three months of interest exchange with him.

She was also considered one of Liancheng Yazhi’s mistresses who stayed by his side the longest. Rong Yan sometimes wondered if she should feel proud of it.

Holding the cheque, Rong Yan happily counted the zeroes on it and did not look at Liancheng Yazhi. The smile on her lips was as charming as that of a cat.

Rong Yan was very clear about her position. A mistress was a mistress. She was a mistress whom everyone hated, and her existence could not be made known to the public.

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