Chapter 937 - The Little Princess’s Married-in Boyfriend (29)
Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here
But he didnât know why, every time he was in unbearable pain, his nightmare was the scene of her high up, giving him a quick and neat glance.
As though looking at a wild dog.
It turned him into a demon, one who wanted to drop her in the foul waters.
When he grew up, he realized that was an issue with his heart. What he was feeling should be jealousy.
Jealousy that Bai Weiwei had a beautiful family and parents who spoiled and doted on her, never needing to face any darkness.
But he was stuck in hell.
Living a life worse than a dogâs.
So when he retaliated against everyone he could take revenge on, his heart was still unable to calm down.
That was when he started trying to drag her into the mire.
Let her fall into corruption, become selfish and gloomy, using any means available.
At that time, he should be able to live happily ba.
Xu Menggui smiled.
But he didnât know why his heart felt somewhat morose.
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When Bai Weiwei woke up, her neck was hurting.
Having lay on the bed all night, it was no wonder her body was in bad condition.
She took a look around the room and saw that Xu Menggui was gone.
She said to the system: âHas my family company collapsed?â
System: âCollapsed.â
Bai Weiwei: âFinally collapsed. Once it collapses, Xu Menggui will find out that after taking revenge on me, his heart couldnât calm down at all. Then heâll start to have actual feelings for me, and the favorability will shoot up.â
System: âWouldnât it be possible that the other person feels particularly refreshed after taking revenge, and theyâll forget you once they turn around?â
Bai Weiwei leisurely combed through her hair, then gave a seductive wink.
âMy charm can definitely seduce and hook in his soul, so he wonât forget me.â
The system rubbed its eyes, trying its best not to blindly buy things. It didnât even have eye drops, so it could only live off of the trash host.
Bai Weiwei: âSpeaking seriously, revenge cannot calm a personâs heart. Itâs only that more revenge will create more discomfort. So after retaliating against me, he will feel as though he did something wrong and feel guilty. Iâll struggle a few times during the transition period, and finally give in to my deeply moving feelings for him. I forgive him, love him, and the favorability will naturally go up.â
System: F*ck, the companyâs completely broken apart and you can still have deeply moving feelings for him, love him, forgive him. This scum man and cheap girl plot, let it take a breather1.
Bai Weiwei patted her face. âOkay, letâs get to business.â
Saying this, she turned on the TV.
As expected, she saw the news of the Bai family corporationâs official dissolution.
Scandals, financial deficits, accumulating debt.
The employees were fired, and the companyâs senior executives were all driven away.
There was also news that it would officially be acquired by the mysterious multinational company, M Group.
Bai Weiwei stood up in shock, swaying in front of the hidden monitor.
Letting Xu Menggui see all kinds of emotionsâdazedness, helplessness, doubt, and fearâon her face.
She shouted, âImpossible!â
She frantically ran out.
And Xu Menggui, sitting in the presidentâs office of the Bai Corporation, watched Bai Weiwei on the monitor.
He pursed his lips, gripping his hands firmly.
Clearly he had already won, yet there was no feeling of happiness.
He made a call and headed out. âKeep a good eye on the young miss. When she comes to the company, no need to stop her.â
Initially heâd wanted to set up a checkpoint and make her unable to enter the doors, humiliating her.
But Xu Menggui had no such thought for a while.
The presidentâs office door opened, and a man with short brown hair and a blue suit came in.
âWhatâs wrong? Itâs the day of victory, yet your face is still so dark? Canât you be a bit happier?â
Luo Langyue snickered.
1: æä¸æ: literally it means to stroke something, but I think it also means to kinda step back and think things over again or reorganize oneâs thoughts.â©