Chapter Fifty-Five: Consolation

  She gathered her courage and took advantage of the opportunity to knock out the so-called benefactor, and luckily managed to escape easily. However, as soon as she stepped out the door, she was discovered and attracted a large number of pursuers.

  Saying that, Yang Lei let out a soft sigh. "I don't know if my luck is good or bad, but I think that should be the best result for me."

  Shao Qi looked at the woman opposite him, with a faint smile and a hint of worldliness in her eyes, as if she had experienced many things.

  He could almost imagine that in the dark, icy night, under the dim light, the woman's figure was thin and determined, with a nauseating bloody smell constantly rising from her throat, she knew her physical strength had almost reached its limit.

  But she still ran mechanically, relying solely on a strong momentum and an unyielding will. In her mind, there were only five words: Must leave.

  But how can she outrun the surging motorcycles behind her?

  Just as the stick in the hand of the person on the motorcycle was about to touch her shoulder, a black sports car suddenly came speeding out from a fork in the road.

  She thought that if she fell into those people's hands, she would rather die, so she rushed heavily towards the car.

  At that moment, she raised a pair of eyes, without fear, without disgust, clearly smiling brightly, but it was an apathetic smile that made one's heart and soul feel chilled.

  The man saved her, helping her pay off all her debts. In return, she became his steady mistress, available at a moment's notice, and the money he provided was enough to let her live idly and indulgently, but she had self-awareness and didn't give up on herself.

  Every girl has a star dream, and she is no exception. With resources, she fully grasped it.

  So there is today's Yang Lei. By the way, her original name was Gu Xiaofang, a very ordinary and rustic name with a lazy and mediocre tone of local people, but the helpless Gu Xiaofang in the dark has already died, and the one who survived is the hopeful and sunny Yang Lei.

  "Meeting Shao Hua was the turning point of my completely tragic fate, I became Yang Lei; meeting you made me see the happy and simple self from before, it's as if I've remembered the look of Gu Xiaofang again."

  "Do you like Gu Xiaofang or Yang Lei?" Shao Qi looked at Yang Lei, who was also quietly looking at him, but seemed to be looking through him at someone else.

  "There's no like or dislike, I'm just Yang Lei now." Yang Lei was taken aback, tightening her grip on the cup.

  "So you like Shao Hua?" Shao Qi pulled away the blanket that Yang Lei had been stubbornly holding onto, his firm gaze seeming to pierce through her entire being.

  He felt that she was special to Shao Hua. His mother had once told him: a woman's heart is actually very small, and it's easy to move her heart.

  She is just too rational, a rational lover, which is good for men because there will be no extra burden and influence; however, often the more rational women are, the less they get ordinary happiness, because they are too suppressed, so they miss out on too much.

  "We're just physically intimate as a man and woman, and our relationship from now on will only get less intense, not more."

  Yang Li put his hand on his shoulder, "You've just started, listen to me, don't go against the grain, why bother with worldly rules and frameworks for a lifetime."

  "After talking for half a day, are you telling me to live a good life with him? There shouldn't be an original partner like you in this world!" Shao Qi sneered, his slightly pursed lips clearly mocking, now he was like a porcupine, and if he wasn't careful, he would prick others.

  Although Yang Lei didn't have any malicious intentions, Shao Qi subconsciously shut him down. After all, he was just a young and vigorous young man. No matter how good his temper was, the grievances that had been pent up over the past few days made him become unreasonable.

  Of course, this behavior is only for people who are trusted, how could Yang Lei, an old hand, not understand?

  She stood up with a smile, gazed at the distant blue sky, and slowly turned around to say: "It's getting late, I should go. You will understand what is best for yourself."

  Yang Lei's body paused for a moment, as if she wanted to say something. She turned her head and took another look at the man who was still sitting in his original position, and let out an almost imperceptible sigh.

  Everyone has their own blessings. It's not that she doesn't want to find someone to help, but sometimes good intentions can also lead to bad consequences, implicating more people and making the outcome even harder to bear.

  Besides, she herself is also hard to protect, so Yan, sorry, if you blame someone, blame yourself for meeting the wrong person and having extra thoughts!

  But what happened to Yan in the end?

  That woman who had also lost both parents and had a more bumpy fate, Yang Lei seemed to have seen the one who walked into the nightclub, being gazed at with **naked eyes and still pretending to be calm, Gu Xiaofang.

  But Shao Qi, he wouldn't know about the darkness and obscurity behind him, at least not now.

  Perhaps this is what fate favors, everyone has their own helpless encounters, in this helpless quagmire, you can only save yourself, if you are unable to save yourself, sorry, no one will sympathize with you, you are destined to be eliminated.

  Facing the sea, leaning against the green mountain, this is a picturesque luxury villa area. As the safest and most uniquely styled district in all of H City, the house prices here are by no means lower than those in the city center, which are staggering and worth their weight in gold.

  Here, you can see the faces of certain high-ranking officials who often appear on TV and in newspapers. You can see the traces of those stars shining under the spotlight. And you can also see those billionaires who are out of reach on financial magazines.

  In short, this is a synonym for luxury and money.

  "Auntie, how many times have I told you? Why are you still doing these things? Don't we have servants?" The woman's voice rang out anxiously as soon as she walked through the villa gate.

  "You're back!"

  The woman who was wiping the bar in the corner of the living room stopped her hand, turned around and smiled slightly, looking at her quietly. Even though she is over 40 years old, it's not hard to see from her eyebrows and eyes that she was a stunning beauty when she was young.

  "I'm idle anyway, you know, always lying in bed isn't good for me, I need to get some exercise!"

  What a transparent answer, it's no wonder she was once a popular singer in the entertainment industry. Yang Lei looked at her and sighed inwardly.

  "I went to see your son, Shao Qi. He's in college now and doing great!" Although the woman didn't say it, Yang Lei understood that she had always been yearning for this news.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  "Sure enough, she saw the woman grab her hand and look at her like a child eager for candy from his mother: "Really?" With fine lines at the corners of her eyes, they involuntarily curled up."