Chapter 504 - 387: Why? Why? Why?
"My dear boys,"
"In this complex and ever-changing era,"
"if you still judge a person’s true strength based solely on their clothes,"
"then you’re truly far too outdated and narrow-minded."
Yumizakura’s lips, luscious and vibrant as cherries, curled upward slightly,
forming a captivating smile.
Her voice was like a spring breeze gently strumming across harp strings,
laced with a cloying sweetness and enchanting charm that left one feeling weak and tingly.
It was as if an invisible, gentle hand had caressed their hearts, its touch spreading deep into their very souls.
Zheng Bolan and the other young men felt the strength drain from their legs,
which involuntarily went soft. The tingling sensation shot up from the soles of their feet, making them nearly lose their balance.
With just a single blink of her large, radiant, and expressive eyes, Yumizakura
could ensnare their souls and plunge their minds into instant chaos.
"That makes sense."
Zheng Bolan nodded mechanically. "But what is your relationship to him?" he asked.
"You may call him Mr. Chu."
Yumizakura’s voice rang out again, as clear and pleasant as a silver bell.
She took delicate steps, her graceful figure drawing near Chu He.
With practiced ease, she naturally looped her arm through his.
Tilting her lovely head slightly,
she gently rested it on Chu He’s shoulder.
Seeing this, Xia Chengli’s big, dark eyes darted about,
as if she’d suddenly thought of a brilliant idea.
Full of playful energy, she quickly walked to Chu He’s other side,
and unhesitatingly linked her arm through his other one, declaring in a bright voice, "I’m one of Mr. Chu’s women, too!"
This sudden, jaw-dropping scene
instantly left the group of young men and women stunned and frozen in place.
Zheng Bolan, in particular, felt a sharp pain in his chest,
as if a sharp dagger had been mercilessly plunged into his heart,
shattering the budding hope and anticipation that had just begun to sprout within him.
’Why him? Why him? Why him?’
His mind seemed to be stuck on a loop.
Those two words crashed against his sanity like a raging tide, over and over,
refusing to stop.
That two young women so devastatingly beautiful they could topple nations, like celestial fairies—
the absolute cream of the crop—
were both in such a special, intimate relationship with this seemingly ordinary
yet inscrutably mysterious young man,
caused a fire of jealousy to erupt in Zheng Bolan’s heart, instantly consuming him.
A tidal wave of injustice churned within him, driving him to the brink of madness.
But Zheng Bolan came from an extraordinary background, after all.
Through years of careful instruction and observation at home,
he had learned a thing or two about dealing with people and reading them.
He took a deep breath, striving to steady his ragged breathing and forcing his spiraling emotions to calm down.
He recalled his parents once mentioning in a casual chat
that in this bizarre world full of temptations and challenges,
if you wanted to accurately judge whether a man possessed true ability and substance,
relying solely on superficial indicators like appearance, bearing, and attire
would often lead to an inaccurate conclusion.
However, if you paid attention to the women a man kept by his side,
you could often glimpse subtle yet crucial clues.
If the women around him were all young, beautiful, elegant, and exceptionally charming,
it was proof enough that the man was no ordinary person.
He had to possess a deep foundation of power and a unique personal charisma.
Furthermore, the younger, more stunningly beautiful, and more ethereally graceful the women were,
the more it demonstrated the man’s formidable strength and extraordinary status.
At this moment, Zheng Bolan’s gaze focused once more on the young man called Mr. Chu.
The two women before him were like fairies who had stepped right out of a painting.
Whether it was their exquisite, divinely sculpted faces,
their graceful and curvaceous figures,
or the unique aura of noble elegance and playful vivacity they exuded with every movement,
everything about them was enough to make any man in the world fall for them, to go crazy for them.
And yet, they willingly stayed by this Mr. Chu’s side.
There wasn’t the slightest trace of anger or reluctance in their eyes.
Instead, they were like meek, obedient lambs,
completely devoted to this young man.
It was as if his having the adoration and companionship of them both
was the most natural and expected thing in the world,
as natural and constant as the orbits of the sun, moon, and stars.
This incomprehensible yet undeniable situation
led Zheng Bolan to an unavoidable conclusion:
’This young man’s personal power must be unimaginably immense.
He’s probably, at the very least, a famous and powerful heir from some corner of the Great Xia Empire,
the kind who could make the business world tremble with a stomp of his foot.
The power and resources hidden behind him are likely far beyond my own imagination and understanding.’
"Mr. Chu seems to be very interested in land development."
Zheng Bolan raised his head slightly,
trying to glean more clues about Chu He’s identity and purpose from his response, hoping to unravel the thick fog of suspicion in his mind.
Chu He’s gaze was profound. He narrowed his eyes slightly and asked quietly, "Are your parents also from the Great Xia Empire?"
His tone was flat, yet it seemed to carry a deep, hidden meaning, completely disconnected from the previous topic.