Zhou Hengyang looked at his large hands. The lines on his palms were clear and well-defined, despite the number of calluses that stretched from them to his fingertips. His was a pair of hands that would one day build an empire, drawing wealth from all corners to him. He would have been the Su family's greatest backer and most stalwart of guardians.
Although he did not understand what it meant to love someone else, nor did he know how to show his affection for them, he would have done the one thing he knew best: he would shelter them from the wind and rain and hold up the sky like the lofty branches of a tree.
Zhou Hengyang clenched his fists, his expression turning cold and indifferent.
Forget it!
Since she had abandoned him, Su Wen only had herself to blame if he treated her coldly in the future.
It was not like it would be difficult for him - he was naturally cold-hearted.
Chu Yiping, who had just left, was the best example.