Billionaire's Secret Love

All that belongs to him?

The Jinjue Group, huh?

Gu Nanqiao looked at the exceptionally handsome face before her and couldn't help a self-mocking thought crossing her mind.

She had thought that even though he had left her without a word all those years ago, he had loved her and had a place for her in his heart.

But now it seemed that in his heart, the most important thing was nothing more than the Jinjue Group.

Huo Jingting had never loved Gu Nanqiao, never had.

He was the illegitimate son of the Huo Family, his mother died in a car accident when he was five, and it was she who had persuaded her father to adopt him.

For thirteen years, she loved him, doted on him, spoiled him, protected him; whenever someone bullied him, she was the first to rush out to fight for him, and if anyone dared to say a bad word about him, she was ready to risk her life in retaliation.

However, all the affection and sincerity she had given him, in the end, had been nothing but his tool for use.

At the age of eighteen, he dropped the words "Gu Nanqiao, let's break up" and left her life without looking back.

She watched him leave, go abroad, and from then on, there was no news of him.

These events that had long been sealed deep in her memory, now resurfaced with the appearance of this face.

"Well then, I'll just offer my congratulations to young master Huo in advance for achieving his wishes soon." after saying that, Gu Nanqiao slipped out of his arms and walked away.

But before she had gone a few steps, her shoulder was seized by a large hand with bulging veins.

Huo Jingting, his handsome face now an ashen hue, moved close to her with a deadly aura, his breath chillingly cold as it brushed her face.

"Why were you running off in such a panic just now? And why is there so much blood on your hands?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Nanqiao let out a derisive laugh, "Is it any of your business?"

She asked him, with the same attitude she'd have toward a stranger: Is it any of your business?

Huo Jingting's pupils suddenly tightened, and a cold glare burst forth from his narrow eyes.

The grip on her shoulder tightened as well, causing her to slightly furrow her brow in pain.

"Gu Nanqiao!" after seven years, he uttered her name once more, his voice filled with grit.

Gu Nanqiao lifted her hand and fiercely shook off his grip, her eyes brimming with obvious and intense scorn.

"What's the matter, young master Huo, are you angry? I remember when you left, you were very decisive. You made it clear to me that we were breaking up. Could it be that now, after all this time, you think I would still silently wait for you?"

She laughed, her cold gaze sharp as a knife, "You're nothing but a illegitimate child our family took in from the shadows. Huo Jingting, who do you think you are?"

An illegitimate child hidden from sight.

In this world, people who dared to say this to his face no longer existed.

Only she could still affect him in such a way.

The sound of his joints cracking "creak creak" echoed throughout the bathroom; Huo Jingting couldn't remember the last time he had been this angry, nor at what age.

But he knew that the person who could provoke his anger so effortlessly was none other than the one before his eyes.

Gu Nanqiao saw the suppressed fury in him, her heart sneering even more.

She hated him, just as Fu Lingfeng hated her, the more he suffered, the more delighted she felt, the more he was angry, the happier she was.

He tightly controlled the urge to strangle her and instead smiled indifferently, launching a merciless counterattack, "There's no need to mock me. Are we really that different from each other? Married for three years, yet alone night after night; a husband lingering in the flower fields, not returning home—such a situation would be unbearable for any woman, wouldn't it?"