"What are you supposed to be?" Gu Zhiyan sneered. The contempt on her face was obvious.
"Truth be told, our family was more fond of your father; your dad was much more honorable than Shen Hetai. What a pity, he wasn't as skilled, and truthfully, he didn't have your uncle's ruthless tactics; he lost," she continued. "In theory, it doesn't make any difference to the Gu Family whoever runs the Shen Family, as long as they can represent the Shen Family adequately."
A chill welled up in my chest, spreading throughout my body in an instant. Gu Zhiyan kept talking, "The conditions I've offered are the best. Otherwise, if Shen Hetai learns about the things that have happened to you in Guangzhou, do you think he would let you off scot-free?"
Ever since my parents passed away, Shen Hetai had handed me over to a business associate.
Later, I caught the eye of Zhao Jihui, as if my uncle deliberately wanted to trouble me.