Treasure Hunt: Tycoon's Priceless Runaway Wife-Chapter 118: If Emotions Could Be Demanded (Part 2)

Chapter 118: Chapter 118: If Emotions Could Be Demanded (Part 2)

"Ah Ru, do you really have to be so ruthless?"

Mr. Ji only assumed that his son Ji Rui didn’t see him as a father, but he didn’t realize that he himself was constantly crossing Ji Rui’s boundaries.

"From the moment you sold off the Ji Family stocks, did you ever think about me? Did you consider what situation this would put me in?"

Ji Rui is thirty years old this year, but when he said this, he truly felt like a seven or eight-year-old child, pleading for fairness in front of his biased father.

However, if emotions could be begged for, his mother’s tragedy wouldn’t have happened, and he wouldn’t be suffering and wavering now because of a father who doesn’t consider him as his son!

There was silence on the other end of the phone; after a long time, Ji Rui heard Mr. Ji’s strained voice, "You... know everything?"

Ji Rui chuckled a few times, and suddenly, he didn’t know what to say to the man on the other end of the line. His heart felt like it was being torn apart, shattered into thousands of pieces.

"Did you want me to keep pretending I don’t know? Still act like a dutiful son, go home on Saturdays to accompany you? Just to let you and your beloved wife feel better? Dream on!"

Ji Rui’s heart hurt so much that the words he spoke were increasingly harsh!

The sharp words were like a sword, viciously stabbing the heart of the old man on the other end of the phone.

Ji Rui didn’t want to listen to his nonsense anymore. He hung up directly, leaned back on the sofa with his eyes closed, his chest heaving violently, and his emotions were unable to calm down for a long time.

He is the person who gave birth to and raised him, blood relations should be thicker than water, yet they’ve reached this stage of drawing swords against each other as enemies.

For so many years, Ji Rui had considered letting go, including his loving wife and two beloved sons.

But he really shouldn’t, after doing so many disgusting things, still pretend to be a good father!

Ever since his mother’s death, Ji Rui hasn’t had anyone to love him. Those who seemed to love him only did so because of the titles of "Eldest Master of the Ji Family, Ji Family President" that he bore. Truly loving and caring for him, aside from Baobao, there might only be his trusted aide and friend Yang Sheng.

Originally, he also thought that his little secretary should be quite good to him.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t worry about him starving or hurting his stomach and blush while feeding him pancakes. Nor would she speak up when he was being toasted, helping him avoid the strong liquor respectfully.

However, just now when he stepped out of the elevator, her focused gaze on Zhong Hao seemed to carry a hint of admiration, similar to the gaze she occasionally directed at him.

In other words, towards him, maybe she wasn’t as good or as special as he imagined!

Perhaps, in terms of emotions, he truly is a complete failure!

He thought Mr. Ji would have some affection for him no matter what, but instead, the old man didn’t hesitate to put him in a dangerous situation by opting to sell off Ji Family’s stock in a last-ditch effort. Originally, he thought that aside from using Baobao as a bargaining chip, this was the most explosive and hurtful thing the old man could do to him.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Hao’s words just now clearly indicated someone intended to invade the Ji Family system, either deleting or altering data to cause a system collapse resulting in severe losses, or directly stealing Ji Family’s confidential information to sell to others, putting Ji Family at death’s door.

In any case, no matter the intention, if the other party succeeds, Ji Rui would suffer ruin overnight, and the Ji Family would also crumble!

For the sake of those two useless sons, the old man was ruthless to this extent. Could Ji Rui not feel heartless?!!!

Further speaking of Zhong Hao, upon leaving Ji Rui’s office, he immediately saw Le Tong burying her head in hard work.

Thinking of the teacher’s wife’s words, Zhong Hao couldn’t help but smile.

"Tongtong, when do you have time? I’ll treat you to a meal as an apology."

Regardless of whether Le Tong was willing, Zhong Hao took the liberty of elevating their relationship to a whole new level.

"Apology? If I recall correctly, Mr. Zhong hasn’t offended me and owes me nothing!"

Le Tong isn’t easy to fool; she admires him in the professional field. But in personal conduct, Zhong Hao is almost on the same level as someone like Zhuo Jiarui, a playboy.

Zhong Hao stood beside her, smiling with a good temper, "I didn’t tell you before that I work for Jisu Company, so that was my fault, and I owe you an apology."

Le Tong internally rolled her eyes. Rich people are truly something; they can indulge whimsically and spend big money to apologize for such tiny reasons!

"Mr. Zhong, I didn’t mention before that I actually knew who you were from the start, and that was my fault, so I owe you an apology. Therefore, now I owe you a meal, and you owe me a meal, canceling each other out, nobody needs to invite anyone!"

Le Tong’s cancellation logic provoked an outburst of hearty laughter from Zhong Hao. Once he finally stopped, he pulled out a business card and handed it to Le Tong.

"Hello, junior sister, I am your senior brother Zhong Hao, also Technical Director Zhong Hao from Jisu Company! Yes, that’s correct, the Jisu Company that’s cooperating with your company!"

Le Tong was amused and annoyed by Zhong Hao’s quirky self-introduction. She truly didn’t want to deal with such an unconventional man, but reason dictated she accept the business card he handed her.

"Hello, Director Zhong!"

Meaning, in her eyes, he’s actually neither a senior brother nor anyone else, just an irrelevant passerby she met through work.

Zhong Hao’s face still held a smile, glancing at her desk piled with documents, "You seem busy; let’s reschedule the meal for another day!"

After saying that, he waved at her and strode toward the elevator.

Le Tong was truly astonished by this man!

Do all successful men have this self-assured and presumptuous bad habit?

Zhong Hao is like this, Yang Sheng is like this, and President Ji is certainly the spokesperson for this self-assuredness!

Thinking about President Ji, Le Tong couldn’t help but recall today’s incident at noon.

She simply couldn’t imagine what kind of expression a man like Ji Rui, who had a perpetually stoic face, would have when saying to have the driver accompany her in the car.

Was it filled with disdain? Or, was it helpless?

Or was it a combination of both?

No matter what, Le Tong dared not imagine how Ji Rui could have a gentle expression when saying that to Driver Li, as though water could drip from his eyes.

Perhaps, not only Le Tong couldn’t imagine it, even Ji Rui himself didn’t know that his facial expression at that moment was relaxed like never before, even carrying a hint of tenderness!

A kind of expression he thought could never appear on his face, undeniably did surface when he said those words, gently rippling like a breeze over water, faintly forming lines on his face. Perhaps they were very faint, very light, but no one could deny that they truly existed!

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