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Chapter 723

While Yan Zhengling was waiting for the elevator, Bai Suyuan came over.

Yan Zhengling said in a stiff tone: You and Zhan Tingye are working together to help others, have you ever thought about what the price of your Bai family's betrayal will be if Master Zhan rises again in the future?"

Bai Suyuan smiled and said: "Miss Yan, the business world is like a battlefield. Either you die or I die. Media Asia has monopolized the market for many years, leaving other companies to survive in the cracks. He should have foreseen this day coming. And I

I think Media Asia, just like his legs, will never stand up again."

Yan Zhengling looked at Bai Suyuan's elegant and gentle face and suddenly chuckled, "Bai Suyuan, I heard about it. You are able to gain a foothold in the Bai family thanks to Master Zhan who helped you fight against Bai Shutang. Is this how you repay him?

?”

Bai Suyuan's warm smile condensed on his face.

Yan Zhengling actually saw through his ambition?

When the elevator came, Yan Zhengling held the elevator button and finally said to Bai Suyuan: "You disguised yourself very well. I was almost deceived by you."

Bai Suyuan said: "He helped me that day and also put forward a very ruthless condition. That is to let me stay away from you and get married as soon as possible. Today I help him, and naturally there are additional conditions. I fought for the contract for him. Now although Bai

We broke the contract, but Media Asia can get generous liquidated damages. Neither he nor I owe anything to the other."

Yan Zhengling's face darkened slightly. Back then, Lord Zhan Han was very fond of her. But now, they are drifting apart, to the point where they are no better than strangers.

Yan Zhengling smiled brightly at him, "Since you have made your decision, I support you. However, as a former good friend, I would like to advise you: the higher you climb, the more painful you will fall."

When Yan Zhengling walked out of the Central Building, he caught a glimpse of the Rolls-Royce parked in front of Bai's house.

Lord Zhan Han hasn’t left yet?

She just glanced at the Rolls-Royce and walked towards the BMW behind the Rolls-Royce.

After saying that, he stepped into the elevator and closed the elevator door.

Bai Suyuan stared at the closed elevator door in a daze.

Was it because he didn't disguise himself well enough, or was Yan Zhengling too smart?

After the BMW drove away, the Rolls-Royce followed immediately.

As the car shuttled through the bustling streets of the imperial capital, Yan Zhengling looked at the Rolls-Royce following closely behind, and her cold heart melted little by little.

But soon, Yan Zhengling realized that she was too unprincipled towards him. If he treated her badly, she would have to leave him. When he showed kindness to her, she licked her face and kissed him.

Through the car window, Zhan Hanjue saw Zheng Ling completely ignoring him, and felt aggrieved in his heart.

These days when she disappeared, he was worried about her. He finally hoped that she would come back, but he didn't expect that it would end like this.

She was so indifferent to him.

Zhan Hanjue was holding his cell phone and looking at the BMW in front of him, his expression becoming increasingly gloomy.

The ringing sound lasts forever.

Yan Zheng Lingrao helplessly picked up the phone.

She hardened her heart and did not stop.

Rolls-Royce chased her all the way, and Zhan Hanjue knew that she had a psychological shadow on driving. He was afraid that she would be distracted while driving, so he had to change his strategy.

He called her. Yan Zhengling looked at the familiar phone number and hesitated whether to answer it.

After a while, Lord Zhan Han said in a deep voice: "Let's talk."

Yan Zhengling's voice was mixed with a hint of coldness and ruthlessness, and she said mockingly: "Master Zhan, I want to know from what standpoint are you dictating to me now?"

Zhan Hanjue was choked by her and became speechless.

"Stop." Zhan Hanjue ordered in a cold voice.

Yan Zhengling was silent for a moment, and when he spoke again, his tone became particularly cold. "Master Zhan, there is nothing to talk about between us."

"How long are you going to stay angry with me?"


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