readsfreenovel Chapter 20 The Heiress Who Was Rejected from the Engagement
Chapter 20 The Heiress Who Was Rejected from the Engagement
At the bustling banquet, Ling Yi, new to the world of fame and fortune, felt no discomfort whatsoever.
Analyzing a person's preferences and inclinations is an easy task for her if she wants to.
Everyone who talked to her felt like they were bathed in a spring breeze, and their impression of her gradually changed from that of a newsworthy young lady to that of the Ling family's reliable heir.
Amidst the elegant attire and glamorous figures, Gao Qianning coldly observed this scene, her heart filled with both jealousy and resentment.
She could get along with everyone, yet she was given the most embarrassing encounter in public.
The memory of being treated as a non-human being still fills her with resentment.
"Just do your job and don't let your mind wander." The cold voice of the middle-aged man behind her made Gao Qianning freeze as she held the tray.
At the man's signal, she slowly left the corner and blended into the group of waiters, waiting for her chance to strike.
During the brief interval when the people around Zhou Ziheng changed, she approached him like the most attentive waitress, changing his drinks.
The clear wine swayed in the crystal glass, and Gao Qianning had to exert all her self-control to avoid turning around to see if Zhou Ziheng had swallowed the wine.
Zhou Ziheng toyed with the wine glass filled with clear liquid, then suddenly spoke: "Wait a minute."
Gao Qianning paused, her heart suddenly racing.
"Sir?" She turned around and looked at Zhou Ziheng with a puzzled expression.
"You look familiar," Zhou Ziheng said with a mocking yet cold gaze. "You really enjoy being a waiter?"
Gao Qianning bit her lip lightly, her eyes stubborn and angry: "Mr. Zhou, I'm just trying to make a living. What does it matter what I do?"
When she does this to Qi Qingran, she usually gets something out of it.
However, these methods seemed to be ineffective when facing Zhou Ziheng.
“That’s too much, tone it down a bit.” Zhou Ziheng guided her like a patient mentor: “People who really need to earn a living wouldn’t react so strongly to a single sentence, much less… drug someone else’s drink.”
With a thud in her heart, Gao Qianning didn't linger and hurriedly ran away.
Things went wrong right from the start, and she had to discuss a solution with that man!
Zhou Ziheng watched her retreating figure and chuckled softly.
Foolish and naive.
When Gao Qianning arrived at the meeting place with the middle-aged man, she found that he had already been pinned to the ground.
The man who could terrify her with just a glance now looked like a defeated dog with a broken leg.
When a hand landed on Gao Qianning's shoulder from behind, she trembled and couldn't help but look at the middle-aged man who seemed resigned to his fate.
The man kept his eyes tightly closed. Although he hadn't completed the old man's entire plan, he had still caused trouble between Zhou Ziheng and his woman... right?
Zhou Ziheng harmed the old man; he doesn't deserve to live like a normal person.
Inside the banquet hall, Ling Yi took out her phone from her handbag and saw several photos.
In the photo, the man leans slightly forward, as if he wants to embrace the frail and pitiful waitress in front of him.
The smile playing on his lips, softened by the woman's shyness, was so tender, as if he were about to kiss the waiter at any moment.
The person who posted the photos must really want Zhou Ziheng dead, but unfortunately, he chose the wrong target to provoke.
How could a mere photo with forced perspective possibly fool artificial intelligence?
Ling Yi glanced at the malicious photo and immediately forgot about it, not taking the little incident to heart at all, leaving the instigator with nothing to show for their efforts.
What happened in the shadows didn't cause the slightest commotion at the scene until the banquet ended and the police and the urgent test report for the wine appeared along with Zhou Ziheng's assistant.
"Psychedelic drugs have hypnotic and aphrodisiac effects."
As soon as the assistant finished speaking, Zhou Ziheng's eyes were filled with icy killing intent.
If he drinks that glass of wine without any precautions, the people responsible for receiving Gao Qianning will send the two of them to the same bed to provoke Ling Yi.
The fact that the woman who ruined her wedding slept with her current boyfriend was a huge disgrace to Yi Yi.
If it succeeds, they will have no chance to be together no matter what.
After being abandoned by the Zhou family time and time again, he finally found a new haven, but that damned old man wanted him to be abandoned again.
An endless darkness spread through Zhou Ziheng's heart, and all the unbearable and vicious things he had done in his youth echoed in his mind at this moment.
He should have killed them all long ago; once they were dead, the trouble would naturally disappear.
He shouldn't have left that potential problem.
A warmth touched his fingertips, and the warmth that had pulled him out of despair reappeared, pulling him back from the extreme.
Faced with Ling Yi's purely concerned gaze, Zhou Ziheng suddenly calmed down.
The old man's death was also part of his revenge. He wished he could kill him himself, making himself a sinner who had murdered his own blood relatives, and forever unable to openly and honestly start a new life with Yi Yi.
He shouldn't have fallen for it, right?
At the very least, he shouldn't have been fooled when Yi Yi was by his side.
He gently kissed the warm fingertips against his lips and said jokingly, "Not using potassium cyanide is really not his style."
"They only gave me hallucinogenic drugs instead of poison. Could it be that they were afraid I would really die?"
Zhou Ziheng's words were confirmed by the old man Zhou, who lay on the hospital bed like a zombie.
He looked at Zhou Ziheng with a sinister gaze and said in a chillingly loving tone, "You are my only grandson, how could I bear to really kill you?"
Less than two days after the assassination attempt on Zhou Ziheng, his youngest son, who had never been groomed as an heir and had a life of womanizing and debauchery, died on a woman's belly.
On the same day, his grandson, who claimed to be a woman by gender but was gay and therefore could only date and sleep with women, suddenly stabbed himself in the groin, declaring that this was the true essence of liberalism.
In a single day, he lost his only remaining son and grandson.
But Zhou Ziheng was holding hands and embracing a woman, breaking free from the cage that had confined him, and preparing to build a new family.
He ate the food the woman offered without any suspicion and was not poisoned; he exposed his vulnerable area and was not killed.
Why should he?
How can an unfilial descendant who caused his family to be ruined and turned him into a homeless dog live a good life?
He should live in constant fear and live in the shadows forever!
How can he move on from the past? He deserves to be unhappy for the rest of his life!
Driven by hatred, Old Master Zhou dragged his ailing body back to China and moved into the sanatorium where Zhou Ziheng's mother was staying.
In his view, this was the most unbearable place for Zhou Ziheng to touch. He chose this place as his hiding place so that he could keep the darkness hidden from view.