One year later.
One failed project after another, and Feng Tianhua felt that he was being unlucky these days. He might be able to keep his older brother at bay for some time now, but he knew that Feng Tianyi wouldn't easily give up taking the management of Feng Conglomerate from his hands.
He placed his pen down and covered his face with both hands and sighed. Was he really destined to lose the company to Feng Tianyi? He wondered. It had been over a year since he heard news about his brother and Tang Moyu. The last time he heard, the two were expecting another child soon.
The kind of life he had wanted for himself ended up being Feng Tianyi's to enjoy. To be able to have Tang Moyu by his side, to build a family together and to have each other's backs when problems arise— these were the things he could never have.
