Mr. Shang, please be passionately in love after marriage.

After his neck injury healed a little, Jiang Zheng was discharged from the hospital.

The cross-provincial case he was in charge of when he came to Beijing has been successfully closed. Because of his injury, the organization gave him a few days off, so he did not return to Jiangcheng for the time being and stayed in a hotel in Beijing.

Cen hope also said that in a couple of days she would take him around Beijing to see famous historical sites.

The air in Beijing during winter carries a touch of bleakness.

The hotel was booked for him by Cen hope. By the time he found out, Cen hope had already made the reservation. It was a famous star-rated hotel in Beijing with a first-class environment. The lobby downstairs was decorated in a magnificent style, and outside the window was a rockery with flowing water that had been built at a high price. The clear sound of flowing water flowed past his ears.

Shang Hanzhou was wearing a dark suit with a neat bow tie. His eyelids showed a slight weariness, but it did not affect his overall temperament. Instead, it added a touch of composure.

He sat in the downstairs lounge, his rough fingertips lightly tapping the delicate watch face, the cold light reflecting off it.

Three minutes later, Jiang Zheng arrived.

The two sat facing each other.

Jiang Zheng squinted at the man opposite him. He was indeed handsome, no wonder Manman fell in love with him at first sight.

There was coffee on the table, its slightly astringent and bitter aroma lingering in the air.

Shang Hanzhou, with impeccable manners, nodded slightly: "Try it."

"I don't drink these."

Jiang Zheng refused.

He has never liked the taste of coffee.

Shang Hanzhou pursed his thin lips, his prominent Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

Cen hope doesn't drink coffee either.

In this respect, they are the same.

He lowered his eyelashes slightly, wasted no time, took out a check, pressed his finger down, and passed the check to Jiang Zheng.

"There is one hundred million here."

Jiang Zheng raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

Shang Hanzhou spoke calmly, as if he were talking about something extremely peaceful.

"Manman likes you."

The hand under the table had been silently gathering strength and tightening, the veins on his pale arm bulging. Whenever he thought of this, he couldn't help but feel jealous.

His wife has a crush on other people.

Shang Hanzhou's expression was indifferent, and his deep, magnetic voice remained steady: "Go abroad, and never appear in front of her again."

"..."

The calm air was suddenly filled with pressure and confrontation.

After a while.

Jiang Zheng smiled and said, "One hundred million, Mr. Shang is quite generous."

As expected of the person in charge of the Yasen Group, he can casually issue checks worth hundreds of millions. His financial resources are truly astonishing.

just.

The smile in Jiang Zheng's eyes froze without him noticing.

He picked up the check and tore it to shreds in front of Shang Hanzhou.

"What if I say no?"

The fragments landed on the clean tabletop. A gentle breeze swept by, and the paper fluttered up and then fell back down.

Shang Hanzhou remained calm, his dark eyes not even glancing at the shards on the table, and directly raised the price: "Ten billion."

Use 1 billion yuan to ensure he can never appear in front of Cen hope again for the rest of his life.

A very good deal.

"..."

This time, Jiang Zheng was so angry he laughed.

He relaxed his shoulders, stood up, walked across the marble table in front of him, went straight to Shang Hanzhou, grabbed him by the collar, clenched his fist, and smashed it into that handsome face without hesitation.

The sound of fists landing solidly rang out.

"What do you take the relationship between me and Manman for! You bastard!"

How can he bully people like this?

He doesn't even know who his wife likes!

Two years ago, after getting their marriage certificate, he immediately went abroad and stayed for two years, leaving Cen hope alone in Beijing with the title of Mrs. Shang in name only. Behind her back, countless people laughed at her.

Those punches should have been delivered to him back then.

Jiang Zheng did not hold back his strength. After a few punches, blood trickled from the corner of Shang Hanzhou's mouth. He touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue, his cold and sharp features tense and extremely restrained.

You must not use your hands.

He is Cen hope's brother, and also the person she has always liked and secretly loved for so many years.

He laid a hand on her, and Cen hope will be heartbroken.

"Oh my god!"

The commotion immediately caught the attention of the hotel reception staff, who promptly dispatched security guards.

"Sir, let's talk this out, don't resort to violence."

The receptionist tried to dissuade them while quickly calling for security guards to separate the two people.

Jiang Zheng's anger had not subsided. He put one hand on his hip in anger and pointed at Shang Hanzhou with the other.

"You're fucking amazing."

"Just you wait, I'll make Manman divorce you right now."

Shang Hanzhou, who had never been taught a lesson before, did not relax his expression even after being punched a few times. But as soon as Jiang Zheng said this, a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

"Want to die?"

"I think you're the one who wants to die!"

Jiang Zheng scoffed, then actually took out his phone, found Cen hope's number, and was about to make the call right in front of him.

"You dare try to persuade my wife to divorce me!"

He strode over quickly, and this time, his restrained fist was no longer hidden; he delivered a powerful punch to Jiang Zheng's face.

Clatter—Jiang Zheng's phone fell to the ground, the screen shattered, and the phone was switched off.

"Security! Security!"

Shang Hanzhou's move terrified the receptionist, who shouted for security again.

What was just a one-sided conflict has now escalated to a physical altercation, and the situation is clearly spiraling out of control.

Jiang Zheng was forced to retreat several steps backward by the punch.

He casually wiped the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and then laughed.

"Shang Hanzhou, you might as well just donate your brain if you don't need it."

He sneered, "Even if I make that call, it won't do any good."

Shang Hanzhou exuded a murderous aura, the presence of a high-ranking official was on full display at this moment. Jiang Zheng's words made him frown, something flashed through his tense mind, but he didn't have time to grasp it.

Jiang Zheng bent down to pick up the phone with the shattered screen and muttered a curse under his breath.

I'm too lazy to argue with him any longer.

She gave him a cold look, not bothering to argue about the punch she'd just received, and said, "The day Manman registered her marriage with you in place of her sister, she told me it was the happiest day of her life, understand?"

After saying that, he didn't bother to examine Shang Hanzhou's expression anymore, and turned to leave.

That was fucking brutal.

My teeth are almost knocked out.

Jiang Zheng gasped.

The strong smell of blood filled his mouth. Shang Hanzhou's tall and upright figure stood still, and he did not move an inch even after Jiang Zheng had long since disappeared from sight.

Seeing that he remained motionless, the front desk staff dared not make any rash moves, fearing that something might happen to him in their hotel.

Even with the injuries on his face, this man exuded an air of nobility.

He must be of high status or position.

If this really happens, their hotel will be finished.

"Sir? Sir?"

The receptionist called to him softly, "Would you like me to call a doctor for you?"

Doctors.

These two words suddenly jolted Shang Hanzhou awake.

A thought I'd never had before suddenly appeared deep within my mind like a flash of white light.

—Z from those eight love letters.

It turned out to be the continent of Shanghan Continent.