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When Song Qianshan was in charge of the company, he could 'sell' his daughter to resolve the company's crisis. However, this was not the time for Song Zihan to do so.

Firstly, she disdained him. Secondly, she could not exchange her sister's happiness for the company's survival. Even if she wanted to sell it, she would have to sell it herself.

She tried to date a few of the second-generation companies, but they were more insidious. They could marry and pay, but they wanted shares and would not pay until after the marriage.

Everyone is shrewd in their calculations.

It had been five years since he took over the company, and the company was growing. He did not expect that due to a single wrong decision, all of his five years of hard work would go down the drain.

Just when she was at a loss, she unexpectedly received a large sum of money. At the beginning, she thought it was Liu Lei, but after checking the source of the money, it turned out to be from London.

At this time, Eldest Sister had already returned from London, and no one knew her in London. As for Liu Lei, he was still in Taipei. Who could he be?

When the money came in, she didn't dare to use it. She wouldn't use money of unknown origin. After a week, she finally received an email.

Seeing the message, Song Zi cried. This was the first time she cried since separating from Liu Lei. That little sister who had been missing for five years and had no news of him was still alive.

The money and the mail were all sent by her.

She wanted to call and ask if she was all right. He wanted to ask where she had been all these years. But there was no phone.

You can only send a reply using the address of the email.

Song Zihan felt much more comfortable knowing that this money was from his sister. However, thinking about how long his sister had been missing, Zhuo Weiting had never given up. In these five years, Zhuo Weiting didn't have a shred of beauty except for his concubine.

From the very beginning, Zhuo WeiTing had always been unmarried. Song Zihan thought it was a conspiracy, but the concubine refused to listen. On the second day of their marriage, she came back with wounds all over her body and told her to call the police.

Until now, even though she carried the name Madam Zhuo, she had never lived in the Zhuo Family.

Originally, she had some hatred towards this little sister. After all, she was the culprit for her disappearance. However, now that this little sister was well, her heart was at ease.

Now that he knew his little sister was safe and sound, Song Zihan had an idea. Since Zhuo WeiTing had never forgotten her, shouldn't she let them continue their former fates?

Both of them were her sisters, so Song Zihan didn't want to hurt either of them. But from the looks of things now, she could only persuade Song Laidi to come.

After settling the company's matters, Song Zihan had approached Song Laidi a few times, but he could not say a single word. Song Laidi did not even want to call him elder sister, she insisted that Zhuo Weidang was her.

"Laidi, you and Zhuo Weitang have been dragged for four years. In these four years, who would have thought that you were Madame Zhuo? You haven't even stepped into Zhuo's house, so why waste your youth on him? "

Song Zihan didn't say anything good about his little sister, but only tried to persuade Song Laidi to give her another surprise after separating from Zhuo WeiTing.

"It's precisely because I wasted my youth that I have to take back what belongs to me, even if I have to split it. 100 million a year isn't much, right? To Zhuo WeiTing, that's just a drop in the bucket."

Song Laidi did not conceal her greed. All these years, she had endured it and did not cause trouble for the Zhuo Family because she wanted more.

In any case, his daily life was no different from what it was in the past. Every one of them was wonderful. He went to the nightclub, and he also hired a cowboy. The only difference was that in Mrs. Zhuo's name, wherever he went, the treatment would be the same.

"Laidi, is money really that important? "Moreover, in these past few years, you've not lost anything. On the contrary, it's Zhuo WeiTing who didn't ask for your compensation or blame you for losing his wife and son. You should be grateful …"

"Enough, if you only want to say this, then I'm sorry, I don't have time. Don't think that just because you're the boss you can teach me a lesson. Now, even dad doesn't dare to speak loudly to me."

Song Laidi stood up with a darkened face, preparing to leave.

"Laidi, listen to elder sister's advice. Let go, find a steady man and stop wasting your youth. Zhuo Weitang doesn't even love you, and he won't give you a single cent. What's the point of you?"

Song Zihan stood up and advised again.

"That's my problem. Elder sister, you couldn't have gotten the benefit of Zhuo Wei Ting, right?"

After hearing what Song Zihan said, a clear sneer appeared in Song Laidi's eyes. It seemed that news of the recent financial crisis at the Song Corporation had spread. Fortunately, this little sister had helped.

"I haven't seen him a single time after my younger sister disappeared for so many years. I don't know where you got the rumors from, but I'm advising you because of your love for the sisters. If you don't want to listen, then forget it."

Song Zihan was also angry. He called a waiter over, paid the bill, and left before Song Laidi.

Although Liu Lei had already sent the resignation letter a few years ago, the company didn't approve it. Also, the contract they signed didn't expire, so he could only continue to stay in the office.

However, ever since he had parted ways with Song Zihan, he felt empty inside, and the nightclub had become his resting place for the night. However, the more he went there, the more empty his heart became, and the more he missed her.

In here, all women had the same expression, the same coquettish look. As soon as he got near, he became disheartened.

Thus, he only drank alcohol here every night and never rented a room with his wife. Only here would he not feel the long night, watching the men and women flirting and swearing, only feeling that time passed quickly.

He had promised his family that he would only get married after 30 years, but now, he was 32 years old. Now, he didn't dare to return home, and every time he did, he would be forced to go on a blind date.

However, in these three years, he really didn't have any plans to get married, and always felt that something was missing.

He had thought that marriage was a man, a woman living together, but when he reached the age of marriage, there was a fear that a man could marry a woman if he was with her.

From the time he had turned thirty to now, the girls he had known over the years were at least forty to fifty, but none of them had given him the urge to get married.

Every time he thought of marrying, living with a woman, living under the same roof, sleeping in the same bed, his heart contracted and he began to sweat.

And now, her mother had given the final order that if she didn't bring the woman home this year, she would have to accept her arrangements.

As he swirled the wine cup, the emotions that he couldn't let go stirred once again.

In fact, she was already 28 this year. Even though she had heard about her blind date, there was still no movement from her.

For five years they had avoided each other, not since the accident with the elevator, and sometimes even when he had deliberately arranged it, she had avoided it.

Liu Lei had never been able to figure out whether it was because he didn't do well enough, or because she was afraid of men.

Originally, when she saw that her company had matters to attend to, she thought it was a chance for the two of them to get back together.

Until now, he hadn't found out who had transferred the money to her. That's not a small amount of money. Who would be able to make such a huge sum of money?

When he thought that it might be some man silently helping her, the fire of jealousy hidden in Liu Lei's heart burned brighter and brighter.

Seeing the men and women who were picking up a bunch, Liu Lei stood up, put the money on the table, and left.

When he opened the car door, his eyes were fixed on the bunch of keys. It had been five years, and the key was still there. Even after all these years, he still hadn't dared to approach that house.

Although he knew that Song Zihan had never moved, he did not have the courage to take the blow anymore.

Liu Lei held the key in his hand and looked in front of him for a long time before stepping on the accelerator. His goal was very clear, it was no longer the direction to return home.

An hour later, the car stopped in front of the building that had once been so familiar.

As he looked at the key in his hand, Liu Lei felt as if he returned to five years ago. The sweetness in his memories, that was the sweetest memory he had since he had a woman.

Even though at that time, he had never thought about getting married, but in his heart, she was still his partner. Now that five years had passed, was he still in her heart?

Holding the key in his hand, Liu Lei walked in. Although he was stopped by the security guards, once he explained, the security guards still made sense and let him come up.

Looking at the familiar door, the key in Liu Lei's hand didn't seem to be able to come out.

Looking at the time, it seemed a little early. It was just ten o'clock, he wondered if Song Zihan had come back yet.

Liu Lei held the key in his hand and knocked on the door first. But after knocking for a long time, there was no response.

After hesitating for a moment, Liu Lei decisively inserted the key into the hole. His hands were a bit shaky, so he wondered if the lock had been changed.

This thought still lingered in her mind before the door opened. It had been five years, yet she hadn't changed the lock. She was surprised and even a little delighted.

Did this mean that she still had feelings for him?

Liu Lei carefully guessed. He was a little nervous, and the room was dark. Obviously, Song Zihan hadn't come back yet.

In these five years, Liu Lei had seen her hard work and hardships. He felt both heartache and anger. Why did a woman have to compete with a man?

He turned on the light and looked at the familiar furnishings inside the house. The smile on his face grew even wider. The furniture was still there. Even the place where they placed remained unchanged.

After looking through the hall again, Liu Lei walked into the room, and even the two of them have not changed beds yet. Furthermore, there was still a pair of pillows on the bed, he took off his jacket, closed his eyes, and laid down on the bed.

It wasn't that he didn't want to get married, but the person in his heart had always been here. At this moment, Liu Lei had decided to propose to Song Zihan.

After lying on the bed for a while and reliving his past memories, Liu Lei got up. He originally wanted to wait here for Zi Han to come back, but this time, he felt something was missing.