FMLRWS Chapter 470

She wasn’t shocked into being stupid or broke down crying at such a bloody scene. Instead, she calmly discussed terms with him. An eighteen-year-old girl had such a strong capacity to handle pressure, completely unlike a child from an ordinary family.

At that moment, he felt a hint of surprise.

He wanted to see what value this girl had that allowed her to marry Leng Minxing.

Later when he unexpectedly saved her, she didn’t scream for help. Instead, she cleverly used the driver’s guilt to forcefully get into his car and escaped.

He appreciated her for that. After all, it was rare to see a girl remain composed and unafraid in such a situation. Even when she was nearly hit by a car, she reacted quickly.

This showed her exceptional ability to endure.

Perhaps there were secrets about her that he hadn’t uncovered.

Then came the auction.

He realized that he had underestimated Leng Minxing’s level of concern for that girl.

He thought she was merely a decoration, but unexpectedly she could elicit such treatment from a man who typically viewed beauty as worthless.

At that time, Leng Minxing resembled a king enchanted by Daji¹favorite consort of King Zhou of Shang, the last king of the Shang dynasty in ancient China..

He occasionally showed a hint of tenderness and doting towards her. For a moment, Feng Lingye even felt that Leng Minxing really liked this woman.

In that instant, he was incredulous and shocked.

So he deliberately used the blood jade to see how far Leng Minxing would go for this girl.

Later, he found that he had lost.

And he lost terribly.

Because he had underestimated the importance this man placed on Luo Xi!

A glimmer of light flashed in Feng Lingye’s narrow eyes and his mood became complicated for a moment.

From childhood to being adult, he had always competed with Leng Minxing for everything.

It was because Leng Minxing’s mother was once his father’s beloved, and because of her, he and his mother had never received a shred of affection from any man. The most clear memories were of a man holding a photo and looking unhappy.

Sometimes, when his father saw him, the man’s expression was also indifferent.

Feng Lingye always believed that his father was a cold and heartless man until he met the child of that woman. He realized it wasn’t that his father was indifferent, it was just that he treated different people differently.

He would rather smile warmly and speak gently to the son of a rival than show him a hint of a smile.

Simply because Leng Minxing was that woman’s son, simply because he looked like her.

At that time, he was only five years old, but the scene of the man laughing with a boy who was about the same age as him was forever etched in Feng Lingye’s heart, like a sharp and poisonous thorn that had never been pulled out until this day, rotting and festering.

After that, he had always been in competition with Leng Minxing and opposing him.

They were evenly matched, and he grew bolder with each battle and his opponent showed no signs of weakness!

This completely ignited the competitive spirit of a young child.

They mutually despised each other, but they were evenly matched, and sometimes even giving him a sense of excitement that the other party was the same kind.

Feng Lingye would even think, if there was no such relationship between their parents, and if his father treated him the way he treated Leng Minxing, would they have become brothers?

The answer was no!

Because from birth, it was destined that they could only be enemies.

The two sides fought openly and secretly. They never established a clear winner or loser, but they had certainly built up a considerable amount of grudges.

Feng Lingye also felt that they would continue to fight like this.