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Feng Hua was sent upstairs to get the items she was looking for, but she didn't expect to be deprived of her innocence by a strange man. No matter how she resisted, it was of no avail.

He tried to escape halfway, but the door was locked by someone from the outside. The man behind him seemed to have lost his mind, his eyes were bloodshot, and there was nothing else in his expression except lust.

After a ridiculous night, Liang Yongchang covered his aching head. His body did not feel tired at all from yesterday's exertion. He opened his eyes and saw the girl lying beside him.

Because he had consumed so much energy yesterday, he now had tears in his eyes, and his hands were tightly grasping the quilt, as if he was protecting himself. He seemed to have not slept well, and his brows were occasionally furrowed.

"It's her." It turns out that yesterday was not a dream, it was really her.

Looking at the wet pillowcase beside her pillow, his heart twitched, as if he had done something bad. His slender white fingers secretly touched her brow.

It was as if a person in a sleep was awakened, and he opened his eyes with a defensive look on his face.

"We", we meet again, but before he could finish the rest of the sentence, he was slapped in the face.

The young master who had played all over Kyoto, covered his face which was hurt by the beating, and said in disbelief, "Hey, I will be responsible for you, you don't have to come up and use violence against me."

Hearing him being so relaxed and cynical, Feng Hua became even angrier. She didn't give her precious first time to that gentle man, but by mistake gave it to a man she had only met twice. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Her tender little hand wanted to slap him again.

This time, I was prepared, and my hand was grabbed tightly by the bastard in front of me. His eyes were as fierce as a pissed off little beast.

"One slap is enough. I didn't mean it yesterday." It was the first time that Liang Yongchang was so helpless in front of a girl. Seeing tears in her eyes, the steel heart that he had forged over the years seemed to be ravaged.

"I",

"You are just a gangster," Feng Hua said in a hoarse voice as the first sentence this morning.

"Well, I," Liang Yongchang was about to explain.

"You bastard, you devil," she racked her brains and poured out the most vicious words to Liang Yongchang.

Hearing her weak cries and shouts, Liang Yongchang's heart almost melted for the first time, and they said like a married couple of years, "Yes, yes, yes, I am a bastard, a devil."

"I was drugged yesterday and I didn't mean to assault you," Liang Yongchang, with his muscular upper body exposed, gently and patiently coaxed the girl he had bullied.

Yesterday, Liang Zhong had been trying to get no one to come for a long time and didn't know what to do. He returned to check the situation, but the bodyguard told him that a beautiful woman had arrived.

Only then did he feel at ease guarding the door of this floor.

In the morning, he looked at the watch on his hand, thinking that the young master's bravery should be over by now, so he quietly waited at the door with a group of people.

I was hesitant, wondering whether to knock on the door.

Feng Hua felt like the sky was falling at this moment. She had been an orphan since childhood and depended on her mother. Recently, her mother was diagnosed with leukemia. She could only go to school and work at the same time to raise money for her mother's medical expenses.

Unexpectedly, I just came to the hotel to work as a waiter, but by some mistake, I lost my innocence. The gentle and handsome big brother appeared in my mind. I felt that I was no longer worthy of him at this moment.

She wanted to open her mouth to curse the man in front of her, but every word she said was blocked back by him with a simple move. It felt like a fist hitting a sponge.

Just as she was losing consciousness, her old phone rang. Not many people knew her phone number because they were afraid that it was someone from the hospital looking for her.

She wiped away her tears and quickly put on her clothes in front of Liang Yongchang. It was indeed a call from the hospital, saying that her mother's condition had suddenly worsened and she needed to go there quickly.

Enduring the pain in her body, ignoring Liang Yongchang's gaze and his various teasing actions, she opened the door and wanted to walk out.

When he opened the door and saw the people who were like door gods, he put on a cold and stubborn face, ignored the silly person in front of him, and walked out quickly.

It was the first time that Liang Yongchang was ignored by a woman. When he saw Liang Zhong coming in with a group of people, he hurriedly took a quilt to cover the exposed area, frowned slightly, and did not have the good temper he had in front of Feng Hua, saying "Get out".

Seeing that he was angry, everyone pretended to ignore him and hurriedly retreated.

Liang Yongchang had a calm expression and no one knew what he was thinking. He lifted the white bed sheet and saw a dazzling red color, like a rose bud about to bloom.

After looking at it for a few seconds, she suppressed the turbulent emotions in her heart and changed into the clean clothes prepared for him.

When I opened the curtains, I happened to see a slender figure waiting for a taxi stubbornly. "Idiot, it's a wonder you can get a taxi standing there."

He lowered the curtains, straightened the collar of his suit, and walked out expressionlessly.

"Check that girl for me," he said without looking at Liang Zhong's reaction and walked towards the elevator with his long legs.

Liu San, this bastard, is dead this time. He originally wanted to live in peace with him, but he didn't expect to offend the enemy. He must get rid of this scum of society as soon as possible.

In the next few days, he mobilized all social energy to hunt down and disrupt Liu Sanwei.

Liu San has been doing evil in Kyoto for many years. His father and stepfather are both high-ranking officials in Kyoto, and his mother is an expert in business. They were all influential figures in the last era.

This is what led Liu San to dare to challenge the Liang family in Kyoto.

For a while, Kyoto was in turmoil. The forces behind the Liang, Chu, Lin, and Gao families all went out together, and all the forces behind Liu San were uprooted.

By then, Liu San's many crimes, including forcibly defiling decent women, sending people to beat others and causing serious injuries, and corruption and bribery, were all exposed. All major media in Kyoto continued to make articles about this matter, and Liu San became a villain that everyone wanted to kill.

Liang Zhong found out Feng Hua's background, and Liang Yongchang took advantage of her weakness and forced her to become his mistress.

I originally thought it was just a relationship of keeping a mistress, but unexpectedly, the young master who had been surrounded by women for many years actually fell in love first.

Chu Huaiyao knew about Feng Hua's existence. She always thought that this time was no different from other women and she was tired of her after liking her for a year.

Unexpectedly, when Mr. Chu proposed a marriage, Liang Yongchang used his own life to resist this marriage. Only then did she realize that there were no prodigal sons in the world, it was just that the man did not love her.

Since he had Feng Hua as his mistress, Liang Yongchang cut off all contact with women and focused entirely on his career. It was also during those years that he expanded the Liang family's business to its current size.

Feng Hua stayed with Liang Yongchang for three years, and during the process of getting to know him slowly, she was attracted to this playboy.

One was a stubborn and pure girl, and the other was a nobleman who had been around many women but never talked about love. Their relationship became better and better, and that was the happiest time in Liang Yongchang's life.

I thought life would go on like this until Feng Hua became pregnant, and the originally quiet and harmonious Kyoto was once again in turmoil.