Wang Dengfeng said gloatingly, "That guy surnamed Liu has had his happiness for the rest of his life ruined by her."
Seemingly not expecting Director Liu to end up like this, Yu Tingzhi raised his sword-like eyebrows slightly, "That little girl is wild enough."
Victory!
At the same time, the sound of victory came from the game.
"Third Brother, what did you say?" It wasn't that Wang Dengfeng was hard of hearing, but that he couldn't believe Yu Tingzhi would have such a reaction.
After all, Yu Tingzhi wasn't even interested in his beautiful fiancée Shi Baoyi, so how could he comment on a stranger girl?
However, in the blink of an eye, Yu Tingzhi returned to his previous demeanor, threw away the mouse, and a look of listlessness appeared on his handsome face, "...Won again, boring."
Wang Dengfeng was speechless, then said, "Third Brother, I'm telling you, if you could put the energy you use for playing games into something worthwhile, you wouldn't be like this now."
Everyone said that Yu Tingzhi was a good-for-nothing, a piece of mud that couldn't be plastered onto a wall.
But Wang Dengfeng didn't think so.
After all, playing games also required talent. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't be as good as Yu Tingzhi, who was ranked first in all servers across various games.
"It's getting late, I'll head back first." Yu Tingzhi stood up and yawned.
Before leaving, he also finished a glass of red wine on the table.
"Third Brother, drive carefully." Wang Dengfeng stood up.
Yu Tingzhi waved his hand at Wang Dengfeng without turning his head, "No need to see me off."
Over here, as soon as Yu Tingzhi left, Madam Wang came upstairs and grabbed Wang Dengfeng's ear.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch!" Wang Dengfeng cried out in pain, "Mom, are you trying to murder your own son?"
"You! Can't you learn from your younger brother? All you know is to follow that good-for-nothing around and waste your time!" Madam Wang said, disappointed that her son was hopeless. She released Wang Dengfeng's ear and sighed, "If this continues, all the family's assets will belong to Dengyue!"
Wang Dengyue and Wang Dengfeng were half-brothers.
Wang Dengfeng's father had been a playboy in his youth. He had mistresses at home and outside. One day, he suddenly brought back a seven-year-old boy and told Madam Wang that the child's mother was gone.
Although Madam Wang was sad, she had no choice but to accept this fact. Her marriage with Mr. Wang was a political alliance.
The fortunes of the two families were intertwined.
Fortunately, over the years, Wang Dengyue had been relatively honest and hadn't shown any signs of instability, treating her, his stepmother, with utmost respect.
On the other hand, Wang Dengfeng, the legitimate eldest son, was becoming increasingly disappointing, spending his days hanging out with people like Yu Tingzhi.
What future could he possibly have?
However, Wang Dengfeng didn't take this to heart. He looked at Madam Wang with a grin, "A real man should have ambitions beyond his home, forging his own path and conquering the world! What kind of man just stares at the family's little bit of property all day long! Mom, don't underestimate my Third Brother. I believe that one day, he will definitely become very outstanding!"
"What makes you think so?" Madam Wang asked.
Could it be that Yu Tingzhi had been hiding his abilities all these years?
Hearing this, a glimmer of hope ignited in Madam Wang's heart.
After all, Yu Tingzhi had once been a famous figure in the capital.
Unexpectedly, Wang Dengfeng's next words poured cold water directly on Madam Wang's hopes, "Because my Third Brother is good at playing games! Mom, do you know how terrifying he is? He can keep winning, even game streamers are no match for him! He's the number one expert in the entire server!"
Slap!
Madam Wang slapped Wang Dengfeng on the head.
"Mom, I'm telling the truth! Why did you hit me?" Wang Dengfeng looked at Madam Wang with a wronged expression.
Madam Wang was about to be driven mad with anger, "Playing games, playing games! What else do you know besides playing games? Can playing games put food on the table? Dengfeng, do you know that you are the eldest son of the family!"
"So what if I'm the eldest son? Does the eldest son have to inherit the family business?" Wang Dengfeng was too lazy to get involved in those power struggles. If Wang Dengyue liked those things, let him do it, "Mom, can you please stop pressuring me?"
Madam Wang looked at Wang Dengfeng, feeling extremely helpless.
How could she have given birth to such an unambitious son?
Madam Wang sighed and went downstairs.
Her husband, Wang Mancheng, was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.
Madam Wang walked over and couldn't help but complain, "All you do all day is go to work and read the newspaper, you don't even care about Dengfeng!"
"What's wrong with him now?" Wang Mancheng asked impatiently.
This eldest son of his seemed to be completely useless except for causing trouble and hanging out with that Yu Tingzhi.
"You don't even know what's wrong with Dengfeng, do you still call yourself a qualified father? I think all you see now is Dengyue! You don't even bother to care about Dengfeng..."
Before Madam Wang could finish speaking, Wang Mancheng impatiently took out a card from his pocket and slapped it on the table, "Eight million, don't bother me with these things in the future."
In Wang Mancheng's eyes, his son Wang Dengfeng was a lost cause.
He couldn't count on him at all in the future.
Fortunately, he still had Wang Dengyue.
He didn't want to waste time on a son who was already ruined.
Hearing this, Madam Wang's eyes lit up instantly, and she immediately transformed into a virtuous wife, picking up the gold card on the table with one hand and placing the other hand on Wang Mancheng's shoulder, "Husband, let me give you a shoulder massage."
Just then.
Wang Dengyue walked in from outside with a document in his hand, "Dad, Mom."
Madam Wang nodded, "Dengyue is back."
"Mm." Wang Dengyue walked to Wang Mancheng's side, "Dad, this is the contract sent over from HK. There are some clauses that need to be discussed with you."
Hearing this, Wang Mancheng immediately stood up, "Let's go, to the study."
Madam Wang watched the two figures, her eyes filled with envy. If only Wang Dengyue were her son.
Unfortunately, her son only knew how to waste his time all day long.
On the other side.
The Song family.
Song Dalong sat on the living room sofa, his face full of anger, veins bulging on his forehead.
Zhou Lei's expression was also very unpleasant.
Neither of them had expected Song Hua to wake up midway, and even more so, they hadn't expected Song Hua to be so bold as to cripple Director Liu.
Tap tap tap.
At this moment, footsteps sounded outside the door.
The butler immediately walked over and whispered, "Sir, Madam, Miss Song Hua is back."
That little bitch!
Finally back!
Song Hua walked through the living room, as if she didn't see the two furious people, and went straight up the spiral staircase.
"Stop!" Song Dalong said angrily.
"Do you have any instructions?" Song Hua stopped and turned her head slightly.
Her face was shrouded in a layer of snow-white light, making it impossible to see her expression clearly.
"Kneel down!"
Kneel?
Song Hua curled her lips slightly, leaning against the railing of the spiral staircase, in a standard boss-like posture, "Sorry, the Qing Dynasty has already fallen. It's the 21st century now."
Seeing that Song Hua not only didn't realize her mistake but also looked nonchalant, Song Dalong's breathing became heavier with anger, "You little孽种! Do you know who you offended tonight!"
"You quickly go to the hospital to apologize to Director Liu, kneel down and beg Director Liu to forgive you! Otherwise, don't even think about stepping into this house again!"
"Your meaning is to sever our father-daughter relationship?" Song Hua raised her eyebrows slightly, "Or rather, do you think it's honorable to sell your daughter for personal gain? May I ask if you have thought about how to explain this to the Yu family?"
Song Hua asked three questions in a row, each one suffocating Song Dalong.
After speaking, Song Hua turned and left.
Zhou Lei immediately cursed, "You little bitch! Do you have any manners at all! We raised you so big, and this is how you repay us!"
"I'm a little bitch?" Song Hua turned her head slightly, not angry but laughing, her tone light and airy, "Then what are you?"
Zhou Lei was Song Hua's nominal adoptive mother.
For Zhou Lei to call Song Hua a little bitch was equivalent to cursing herself as well.