Chapter 181
The newlyweds’ home was in a recently built residential community in town—a three-story walk-up, not small, over a hundred square […]
In his previous life, Jiang Luo— the real young master who had been switched at birth—spent his entire life clashing with Zhao Mingshi, the fake young master who grew up in wealth and privilege under Jiang Luo’s rightful identity. Jiang Luo dreamed of everything that Zhao Mingshi obtained so effortlessly: parental love and attention, resources handed to him on a silver platter, and a high-class social circle he had access to since childhood.
Jiang Luo fought with everything he had, yet in the end, his biological parents still didn’t love him. No one sincerely helped him. Even the business he took pride in barely stayed afloat, and his own brother stabbed him in the back.
Given a second chance, Jiang Luo finally figured it out.
He had the looks, he had the brains—why should he waste another life competing with Zhao Mingshi?
Parental affection?
Who cared?
The Zhao family’s connections and resources?
Not worth a damn.
Jiang Luo realized that once he kicked all of that aside, his life would open up infinitely.
So when Zhao Mingshi came crying in front of both families, begging Jiang Luo not to kick him out of the Zhao household, Jiang Luo slapped him across the face and sent him flying with a kick:
“Get the hell out! Take both your birth parents and adoptive parents with you! Don’t stand in my way!”
After that, Jiang Luo relied on his sharp mind, guts ordinary people didn’t have, and talent one in a million to start carving his own path through H City’s business world.
People used to know him only as that pitiful kid who got switched at birth and look at him with sympathy or judgment. But soon enough, “President Jiang” became a name that swept across the entire commercial circle. Everyone respectfully called him: Young Master Jiang.
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With a new life ahead, Jiang Luo’s goals were simple: money, power, and living freely.
Later, he added one more thing—Huo Zongzhuo.
The newlyweds’ home was in a recently built residential community in town—a three-story walk-up, not small, over a hundred square […]
Jiang Luo and Huo Zongzhuo both attended the banquet together. Naturally, as soon as they arrived, people crowded around them,
Huo Zongzhuo picked up a camera and captured this peaceful, happy moment. In Haicheng, at the Zhao family, Zhao Guangqian,
“They’re your parents, you raised him—of course he wouldn’t mistreat you.” “Or maybe you treated him badly before, so that’s
I can’t… I really can’t. Those three words ran nonstop through his mind. He truly couldn’t take it anymore. After
Chen Xin continued the topic from earlier: “Zhongxing has taken a stake, and their registered capital has increased to eighty
As expected, once he hung up the phone, Jiang Luo’s expression returned to normal. He lifted his bowl of porridge
Su Lan’s heart pounded. Looking down at Zhao Mingshi, she saw his earnest eyes glistening with tears, and immediately her
“We need to talk alone.” There were too many people around, and Zhao Mingshi knew he wouldn’t gain anything in
“Who beat you?” Zhao Shuo asked in confusion. “Didn’t you call the police?” Su Lan was both shocked and worried.
Matters of private morality hardly compare to matters of interest. Tonight was a perfect example: in such a setting, with
Zhao Mingshi’s expression remained indifferent, a faint smile on his lips. “I’ve explained before—when I was young, I didn’t understand.
“All right, it’s no big deal. Hang up.” Zheng Bin: “…” Zheng Bin: !!! No one understands him! The whole
At the entrance, Jiang Luo and Huo Zongzhuo were greeted by many familiar faces: You Sen, You Junyu, Zheng Bin,
Jiang Luo was led by Huo Zongzhuo, hand in hand, from the first floor, going table by table to offer
Huo Zongzhuo leaned back, eyes closed, utterly relaxed, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he savored the moment. The next morning,
“If it weren’t for seeing how wealthy that family was, I think my biological son could have lived a life
In that instant, Zhao Mingshi suddenly realized something: Jiang Luo had known everything all along. He had understood the full
Wang Chuang turned to him and smiled. “Did I look pathetic when I cried that day?” “You were a softie,”
“Get lost.” Jiang Luo laughed too. He leaned closer to Huo Zongzuo and said softly, “I have a feeling… it