Chapter 1852: Why Should I

“What’s the difference! What your family can accomplish with ease, I need to fight for decades. Anyway, after you marry me, your family business will have to give me some, what’s wrong with giving it to me early!”

Xu Tingting took a deep breath, feeling an agitation in her chest. She truly was blinded by infatuation before, fooled by the facade Song Jin created in front of her.

His greed and distorted cynicism now, where is the hint of the previously gentle and courteous man in white shirt?

People do not suddenly change like this.

It only proves he has always been this way, and it makes her see clearly how insincere he’s been in his perfunctory actions towards her.

“Why! My dad built this empire, my brother has spent his life defending it, and you think you can just walk in and get a seat at the table? Why should you add another set of chopsticks?”

Xu Tingting’s patience had run out, but she still maintained her composure, not uttering a single profanity: “Song Jin, I used to think you understood propriety and were ambitious, that you had integrity and aspirations. But it turns out, you simply found me of no use and didn’t bother to make the effort. Now knowing my family matters can help you, you want to reconcile, but that’s not happening. I have a mental purity, and you’ve already tainted it. From now on, when we meet, let’s treat each other as strangers. We were friends at one point, and I don’t want things to get ugly. As for your future, it’s none of my business. That’s all I have to say. Take care on your own.”

“Stop right there!”

Song Jin wasn’t willing to let her leave easily. After finally seeing her, how could he not jump at the chance to suck some blood?

“Xu Tingting, I’m telling you to stop, did you hear me? You’re mine! You’ve always been! You can’t escape me!”

He chased after her, determined, but despite the exertion, he found it hard to even keep up with a woman.

He hadn’t been eating much lately, and was so thin he was almost just skin and bones. Stumbling forward a few steps, he nearly fell, his eyes locked on Xu Tingting, throwing himself at her driven by hatred.

At that moment, Xu Tingting was pulled behind a man, who easily raised his hand and restrained Song Jin’s wrists.

“Didn’t you understand her words?”

Xu Shu lifted Song Jin’s hand upwards.

He was taller than Song Jin, and when stretching his arms up straight, Song Jin’s feet couldn’t touch the ground. His hand hurt, twisting his face in pain, and his other hand tried to grab Xu Shu, flailing around before grasping his own restrained arm.

“What’s it to you!”

“Look closely,” Xu Shu smoothly adjusted his glasses, revealing cold, clear eyes behind the thin lenses, “Who I am.”

Song Jin squinted, gradually seeing the face in front of him under the light, his expression suddenly turning pale.

“You… it’s you…”

The man who appeared at his apartment one night and beat him half to death after he betrayed Xu Tingting.

Xu Tingting’s older brother!

“If you want to live peacefully in Rongcheng City, you’d better behave and stop bothering my little sister. Tingting has never belonged to you, do you understand?”

Song Jin’s hands felt as if they were about to break, his voice seemingly torn apart, “Why do you care, Tingting and I are in a relationship, we’re not over yet!”

“If she says it’s over, then it’s over.”

Xu Shu’s lips curled slightly, his eyes still cold and indifferent, looking down at Song Jin as if he were a mere ant, his face wearing the same faint smile as usual, but beneath it, sharper than a knife.

He said: “Otherwise, what do you think you amount to?”