My stepmother forced me to donate bone marrow, so I retaliated by slapping my scumbag father in the

He got out of the car and walked to the full-length mirror next to the garage.

The man in the mirror had clean black hair and already outstanding features. Now, with his body proportions further optimized, his overall aura was elevated to a whole new level.

The clothes were still a simple black coat, but on him, they looked like haute couture.

The garage attendant next door had just walked over with some documents when he looked up and stopped abruptly.

He saw Shen Ze last night; he's handsome enough.

But looking at it now, there's an indescribable change.

Her face was still the same, and her clothes hadn't changed either, but her whole person seemed to have been completely transformed, inside and out.

"Mr. Shen..."

The garage attendant instinctively opened his mouth, but then realized it was inappropriate and quickly bowed his head, saying, "Your car keys."

Two cleaning ladies passed by not far away and couldn't help but take a second look.

"Are these the new owners of Bund Impression?"

"They're so young."

"Not only is she young, but she's also so good-looking."

"He looks even more energetic than the celebrities on TV."

Several security guards from Ziyuan were changing shifts at the garage entrance. One of them, who had initially just glanced at the guards casually, immediately straightened his back.

Good morning, Mr. Shen.

"morning."

Shen Ze took the key, his expression calm.

This improvement in appearance and demeanor might be exciting enough for others to enjoy for a long time.

For him, it was just icing on the cake.

What truly broke Shen Jianjun's family was money, power, connections, and repeated, precise attacks.

He started the Porsche 911, its deep roar echoing in the garage.

Today, he agreed to meet with Yu Binglan.

On the other side, Xingchen Group.

In the president's office, Yu Binglan sat behind her desk with a project document spread out in front of her.

But she had been staring at the same page for five minutes.

The assistant stood beside him and carefully reminded him, "Mr. Yu, you've already signed this document."

Yu Binglan snapped out of her daze, glanced at the pen in her hand, and felt a little hot in the ears: "Yeah, put it down."

The assistant lowered his head, suppressing a laugh, and said, "Okay."

The people in the president's office have noticed these past few days that their CEO, Ms. Yu, has changed.

In the past, Yu Binglan could point out more than a dozen problems in a meeting in one breath. If investors tried to beat around the bush, she could shut them down with just three sentences.

But lately, she'll glance at her phone whenever the screen lights up.

Whenever someone mentions "Mr. Shen," her cold expression immediately softens.

Many employees in the company are talking about it privately.

The iceberg that is Xingchen Group is really about to melt.

Yu Binglan herself knew that her condition had been different from usual these past few days, but she couldn't control it.

The person I've been searching for for so many years has suddenly come back to me.

Shen Ze, the older brother who used to stand in her way when she was a child, has not been crushed by life; instead, he stands more firmly than anyone else.

The penthouse of Huateng Center, and chairman of Caesars Hotel.

Although she didn't know about Ziyuan yet, the identities that had already been revealed were enough for her to understand that Shen Ze was no longer someone she needed to protect carefully.

But the more she did this, the more she wanted to get closer.

It's not because of his assets.

It was because whenever she saw him, she would think of the little boy in the back alley of Anping Lane, covered in dust, with a bleeding nose, who still stood in front of her.

There was a knock on the office door.

"Enter."

The door opened, and a woman wearing a light-colored trench coat walked in.

She was in her late twenties, with long, slightly wavy hair and strikingly beautiful features. She had a smile on her lips and opened her arms as soon as she entered the room.

"Ice Storm!"

Upon seeing her, Yu Binglan immediately smiled: "Jiang Huan?"

Jiang Huan strode over and hugged her tightly: "Did you miss me? I came straight here after I got off the plane in Longdu, isn't that great?"

Yu Binglan patted her on the back: "Why did you suddenly come to Shanghai?"

"I heard you haven't been doing well lately, so of course I had to come and see you."

Jiang Huan released her, looked her up and down, and suddenly narrowed her eyes, "Your complexion doesn't look like you're too tired from work, it looks like you're in love."

Yu Binglan's ears turned red: "Don't talk nonsense."

Jiang Huan immediately grasped the key point: "You're blushing."

"no."

"Yes." Jiang Huan sat down on the sofa, her smile widening with interest. "Tell me, who is it?"

Yu Binglan hesitated for a moment, but still didn't hide it.

She and Jiang Huan have known each other since childhood and have a very good relationship. There are many things she can't say in front of others, but she feels more relaxed in front of Jiang Huan.

"I found Brother Shen Ze."

Jiang Huan was taken aback: "Brother Shen Ze? The one you always talked about when you were little?"

Yu Binglan nodded: "Mm."

Jiang Huan's expression suddenly became subtle; of course, she had heard Yu Binglan mention this name before.

The boy next door who protected her when she was a child has been out of contact for many years.

But in Jiang Huan's view, that was all from many years ago.

People change, and the warmth of childhood memories is easily romanticized.

Moreover, what is Yu Binglan's current status?

The president of Xingchen Group, with a net worth of billions, it's no exaggeration to say that the men pursuing her could stretch from Shanghai to Chongqing.

Even Shen Cong was introduced to Yu Binglan by Jiang Huan.

Jiang Huan is Shen Cong's cousin. She admits that Shen Cong is spoiled by his family, but the Shen family's financial situation is what it is, and Jianjun Group is not a small or insignificant company.

She originally thought that if Shen Cong could get in touch with Yu Binglan, even if it didn't work out, it would at least be a way to build a connection between the two sides.

Unexpectedly, despite Shen Cong's pursuit for so long, Yu Binglan remained indifferent.

Now, Shen Ze, whom we haven't seen for many years, has suddenly appeared and directly captured Yu Binglan's heart.

Jiang Huan couldn't help but ask, "Binglan, are you sure it's not because you have such a strong childhood bias?"

Yu Binglan looked up: "No."

"Are you so sure?"

"Um."

Jiang Huan clicked her tongue: "I heard about Shen Cong giving you the pink Ferrari."

"You rejected him so decisively, and then went to have dinner with Shen Ze?"

Yu Binglan frowned slightly: "Shen Cong wasn't giving me a gift, he was forcing me."

Jiang Huan was speechless for a moment; she really couldn't refute those words.

Shen Cong's personality was clear to her as his cousin.

He was spoiled by Sun Mei since childhood. He always wanted to get what he wanted, and he pursued women with that spoiled brat attitude.

Jiang Huan was still puzzled: "What is so special about Shen Ze that you can't forget him after all these years?"

Yu Binglan looked at her and said seriously, "Huanhuan, he's not special."

"To me, he's just different."

Jiang Huan was taken aback; she rarely saw Yu Binglan speak like this.

Normally, Yu Binglan is so rational that she is almost indifferent. Even when faced with a project worth billions, she will not have much emotional fluctuation.

But when Shen Ze was mentioned, her whole demeanor softened.

Like a hard shell being gently peeled away, leaving only the most authentic side.

Jiang Huan could no longer suppress her curiosity.

"OK."

She leaned back on the sofa. "Are you meeting today?"

Yu Binglan nodded: "He'll come pick me up later."

Jiang Huan immediately sat up straight: "Then I'll go too."

Yu Binglan looked at her: "Didn't you just get off the plane?"

"What's wrong? I just got off the plane. I'm full of energy now."

Jiang Huan smiled and hugged her arm, "I must see the person that our CEO Yu has been thinking about for so many years."