After waking up, Jian Suiying caused quite a scene at the clubhouse.
Still, based on his understanding of this Crown Prince, though he had a fiery temper, he was surprisingly reasonable.
Once he'd smashed everything in the room to pieces and his temper had cooled, it would all be fine.
The manager immediately bowed and scraped, saying: "I was just worried Young Master Jian hadn't fully vented his anger and might accidentally hurt himself. How about it?
if you're satisfied now. If not, we can switch to another private room for you to continue practicing."
The manager chuckled, "Young Master Jian, I'll take that as a compliment."
Jian Suiying couldn't push things too far. Though impulsive, he rarely stirred up trouble he couldn't handle. If he lost face after acting recklessly, it would be nothing short of embarrassing.
Halfway through a cigarette, he stubbed it out and tossed it on the floor, his temper somewhat cooled. "This room...
Put it on my tab." "Aye."
"Make sure your men keep their mouths shut." "You can count on it."
简隋英想了想， " "Give my regards to your big boss. Tell him I'll treat him to a meal when I'm free. He shouldn't make a fuss about this."
."
"Rest assured, sir. Rest assured."
Jian Suiying sighed, grabbed his coat from the sofa, and strode toward the door.
For the first time in his life, Jian Suiying tasted what it felt like to lack a sense of security.
He had offered his heart on a platter, only to have it trampled underfoot and tossed into the trash—a fate worse than that of a
fresh pig's heart.
Recalling last night's events and all the moments shared with Li Yu lately, he suddenly felt sick to his stomach. Li Yu disgusted him.
How blind had he been to fall for such a beast in human form?
Jian Suiying slammed his fists hard against the steering wheel several times, the car horn blaring out a roar he couldn't voice.
In that moment, the vastness of his heartache and sorrow defied description.
He only knew that the more wounded and defeated he felt, the more he had to stand tall and bear it. He would never, ever bow his head before
bow before those who sought to mock him.
Nothing could bring down Jian Suiying. He'd treat Li Yu like a fart—let it go and be done with it. He'd pretend he'd been blind
and that his mind had been knocked out of place during that period. From now on, he would live with his eyes wide open, seeing the true face of that ungrateful wolf.
Jian Suiying stayed home to recuperate for two more days, but he wasn't idle. He had Secretary Liang move his work home and began preparing for the most crucial board meeting of the year.
Despite receiving dozens of holiday greetings that day, he hadn't uttered a single word to anyone all day long.
He should have said something to someone at that moment, but who could he call?
Jian Suiying pondered for a while before dialing his grandfather's number.
The old man answered with a sleepy, muffled voice. Only then did Jian Suiying realize it was past ten o'clock—the old man had long since gone to bed.
The old man sounded a bit tense. "Suiying, calling so late? What's wrong?"
"Ah, nothing..." Jian Suiying chuckled. "It's just a holiday, thought I'd give you a call." "Why would we celebrate a foreign holiday? Suiying, is something wrong?"
"Nothing. What could I possibly have to say? Your eldest grandson is doing just fine. I just haven't visited you in a while, so I thought I'd give you
just wanted to say hello."
The old man paused for a moment. "Suiying, you're still young. Honestly, you can't even spend all that money you earn. Sometimes,
don't be too hard on yourself. What matters is living happily. How much is too much?"
For a few seconds, Jian Suiying was speechless. He finally suppressed his emotions and forced a smile. "I take
take care of myself just fine. This sort of thing depends on fate. If it happens, it happens."
The old man hummed in acknowledgment, then asked again, his concern evident, "Are you really okay?" "I'm fine. I just forgot you go to bed early."
"Good... Take the New Year's holiday off. Come back and stay for a few days."
"No problem. I'll come stay with you during the New Year's break. I'll be with you the whole time." They chatted casually for a few more minutes until his grandfather started yawning, then he hung up.
Thinking of his grandfather's large garden lifted his spirits considerably.
The board meeting was the day after tomorrow. If the resolution passed, he aimed to sign the contract and complete the property transfer before the Spring Festival.
The project could officially kick off next year, which would be a good omen for the entire year's work. He would pour all his energy into it.