Liu Yi paused briefly before quickly responding, “What’s there to say? I hate the Dong family, and so do my dad and my godfather. They forced my mom into a business marriage, separating her from my godfather. Later, when she was in trouble, they didn’t care at all. Did you know?” Liu Yi looked at Song Li, subtly changing the subject, “Ever since my godfather acknowledged me, knowing that Dong Fangshu’s daughter was still alive, they all came back, seemingly regretful and wanting to recognize me, but actually, they all want to use me to get close to my godfather. Hmph, I wouldn’t even bother with them.”
Song Li also gave a slight sneer, “Good for you!” Liu Yi’s eyes moved, her hands holding Song Li’s neck, her eyes half-closed, exhaling like an orchid, “Li, once we get married, you know my godfather has no other children. Everything he has will eventually be ours. No one in the Song family will dare oppose you anymore, and Hengqing Real Estate will undoubtedly rise to the top of the industry. Then, we’ll support each other and trample those who have wronged or looked down on us. How does that sound?”
Song Li squinted his eyes, giving a vague smile, “Sounds perfect.” They stayed entwined for a while until Song Li suddenly said, “There’s something I’m not at ease about. Although your godfather has no children, he seems to favor Fang Junjie quite a bit, acting as if he intends to groom him as a successor.” Liu Yi dismissed this with a scoff, “No matter how good Fang Junjie is, he isn’t a Zhang. I’ll stay close to my godfather and find ways to slowly edge him out.” At this point, she suddenly had an idea and glanced at Song Li with a sly smile, “I’ve noticed you always have this inexplicable hostility towards Fang Junjie. Why is that?”
