Zhan Lichuan smiled and placed Jinqian's palm on his chest, "I have a sincere heart and brains as well. With these together, who would be able to defeat me?"
Seeing how firm Zhan Lichuan was, she thought of her parents.
In fact, her parents did not die in an accident. They both committed suicide.
Back then, her mother was bringing her to her father's office, and they had prepared lunch for him. That was her first time learning how to cook.
When they pushed the door open, she saw a woman with a large butt sitting on top of her father's lap.
The image of her father, the tall, handsome, strong man who always loved his wife, a hero in her eyes, immediately crumbled to the ground.
At that moment, she wanted to puke.
Her mother immediately got the guards to bring her out of the room.
She felt lost and confused. She didn't know what to do. She didn't know if she still wanted this man that betrayed her mother.
