Chapter 22: Revenge or Evil Fate

  Lin Lin took out the bright-colored business card with a flourish, the golden red font gleaming with a dazzling light that made her eyes sting slightly.

  Bony index finger, with some difficulty, pressed the public phone's keypad one by one, dialing the mobile number on the business card.

  "Hello? Who is this?" The voice on the phone was a young woman's, and Lin Yu's heart tightened again, unconsciously gripping the phone tightly.

  She remained silent for a moment, calming her emotions before politely saying: "I'm looking for Shao Lian Tian. I am Lin Ye!"

  In the golden and magnificent bedroom, there is a person sleeping soundly on the huge Simmons bed.

  The female star Yang Lei held her mobile phone and looked at the bed with a suspicious glint in her eyes.

  She glanced at the man sitting on the sofa beside her and politely answered the phone, "Mr. Shao is in a meeting, do you have anything else? I can pass it on..."

  However, before she could finish speaking, the phone suddenly hung up with a "click".

  "It's over," she said cautiously, looking at the man beside her.

  "She'll call again." Just as she finished speaking, the phone rang once more.

  "Hello? Ah, sorry to trouble you, but I need to speak with him urgently. Could you please ask him to call me back as soon as possible? I'll be waiting by the phone."

  "Alright!" He hung up the phone and looked at Yang Lei who was lying beside him with his eyes closed, pretending to be asleep.

  He suddenly opened his eyes, raised her chin, and his dark pupils seemed to be pulling her in.

  "So you know now, huh?"

  Yang Lei looked at him.

  His expressionless face lowered his eyelids and said faintly: "I know my own identity!"

  She then stopped talking and let the man's hand roam freely under her chin, slowly moving downwards.

  "You say, should I or shouldn't I tell my dear father this news?" The man's breath gently leaned against her ear, his slightly cool fingertips slowly pressing on her neck.

  Her breathing was a bit rapid, but her complexion seemed normal as she looked at him: "What do you want to do? Can the people around us refuse?"

  "Know me? You (Li) too!" The man burst out laughing and turned around, pinning her under his body.

  A ambiguous sound that makes one's eyes redden and heart beat, suddenly echoed throughout the entire bedroom.

  The master of the bedroom finally woke up quietly.

  Suddenly, he widened those eyes that had already been filled with vicissitudes, and there was something reflected in them that made his head buzz...

  On the sofa in his bedroom, a living spring palace was performing, and the people in the play were sitting on the piston motion with effort. The back of the male protagonist looked as if he was still dressed up, wasn't that his son?

  The constant gurgling sound of blood surging in my ears.

  He was furious and threw a pillow beside him, cursing: "Shameless!"

  It was as if he had heard a movement behind him, the man reached back with his hand and brushed aside the harmless cotton balls without stopping his current action.

  "You! Beast, ungrateful son!" The middle-aged man exclaimed angrily.

  "I've always been just this one woman, and I'm upright and honest. But Father, how many have you had?" The seductive voice rose slowly.

  The man didn't turn back and casually threw the mobile phone that suddenly rang again to his father, who had been out of contact with him for a long time.

  Liang Liang said: "Look, your woman is looking for you again!"

  "Hello, Ah Juan, is there something?" As soon as he picked up the phone and heard the voice inside, the middle-aged man's voice immediately became very gentle and surprised.

  But suddenly, his eyebrows furrowed into a heap, and his face turned pale.

  Yang Lei tilted her head, and suddenly a sharp pain shot through her chest. She furrowed her brow, looking at the man on top of her.

  All he saw was his enigmatic smile, almost flirtatious, as he said: "You're not focused!"

  Her heart skipped a beat, and she was at a loss for what to do.

  The middle-aged man rushed over like a bomb and pulled away the person on her with all his might.

  She was startled and reacted quickly, immediately putting on her own clothes.

  "What exactly do you want to do?" She saw the middle-aged man's withered hand, grasping the man's clothes, his face was bulging with veins.

  The man just smiled and shook his head, without seeing how he moved, the middle-aged man fell to the ground.

  "The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and pointed at him fiercely, his eyes almost splitting apart."

  "You dare to come at me? This is all my fault, what does it have to do with them?"

  He didn't look at him and elegantly smoothed out his clothes which weren't actually that disheveled.

  "Shao Qi is your brother after all, but what have you done? You've sent him to prison!"

  It was as if a missile had exploded into the world, and at the moment of Yang Lei's great awakening, he was once again shrouded in doubt.

  But she always knew her place as a bedfellow and was willing to be a tactful and unobtrusive presence, so at this moment she naturally knew when to leave.

  "So?" The man sat elegantly on the sofa, his chin resting on one hand as he gazed down at the person on the ground like an ant.

  "Spare them!" The middle-aged man seemed to have aged many years in an instant, "I'm begging you!"