Chapter 467 Turning into a Godfather! (2)

Li Liying’s eyes flickered with a touch of doubt as she accepted the cardboard, her gaze darting from the person earlier than her to the luxurious Rolls Royce parked exterior—a silent proof to the reality of his claims.

“I hope I am not intruding at an inconvenient time,” Zhang Wei continued, his voice clean as silk, a stark distinction to the standard environment. “I used to be passing by way of and could not assist however discover the…distinctive allure of your residence.”

Regardless of her preliminary hesitation, the seen indicators of wealth and maybe the curiosity sparked by his surprising go to nudged Li Liying to step apart, permitting him entrance, albeit with a warning that remained visibly tethered to her demeanor.

As they moved into the lounge, Zhang Wei could not assist however marvel on the stark distinction between the outer world’s notion of wealth and the standard actuality of this dwelling.

It was a reminder of the range of lives exterior his bubble of affluence.

“Thanks for welcoming me into your house,” Zhang Wei started, sensing the necessity to ease the strain. “I guarantee you, my intentions are purely sociable. On the earth of enterprise, it is uncommon to seek out moments of real human connection.”

Li Liying, now barely extra comfortable however nonetheless guarded, nodded slowly. “It is not day by day that we’ve got the chairman of an enormous leisure firm standing in our front room. To what will we owe the pleasure?”

Zhang Wei’s thoughts raced, looking for the right mix of fact and technique. “Let’s simply say, I am exploring the world for potential new abilities. The world is stuffed with undiscovered stars, would not you agree?”

“…”

Li Liying’s expression darkened, her class momentarily overshadowed by annoyance.

She was draped in a cheongsam, its trendy reduce marrying conventional grace with a relaxed match and a daringly low neckline, all of which was accentuated by her tasteful collection of jewellery.

A fragile hair decoration nestled amidst her locks, completely complementing her apparel.

Her posture and wonder might simply place her among the many ranks of high actresses, but upon listening to Zhang Wei’s insinuations, she rapidly deciphered the motive behind his surprising go to.

“Sorry, Mr. Zhang, however I’ve no real interest in appearing or coming into the business. If there’s nothing else, I might recognize it when you might return tomorrow morning,” she mentioned, her tone agency as she moved in direction of the door, her actions betraying a cautiousness born of too many related encounters.

Such propositions weren’t new to her.

Expertise had taught her the best technique: readability and firmness. Depart no room for misunderstanding, or they’d without end hang-out your step, infinite of their pursuit.

Zhang Wei, unfazed by her standoffish demeanor, maintained his smile, the very image of allure and composure. “Miss Li, maybe there’s been a misunderstanding. My go to is not about you,” he clarified rapidly, hoping to disarm her rising wariness together with his correction.

Li Liying narrowed her eyes, suspicion threading by way of her voice. “Huh? You already know me?” The thought flickered throughout her thoughts—had he feigned ignorance simply moments earlier than?

Zhang Wei’s preliminary frown deepened, a fleeting shadow of frustration crossing his options.

But, as rapidly because it got here, his expression remodeled, eyes glowing with a newfound function.

“Mother? Is it brother Feng?”

The smooth patter of naked footsteps broke the tense silence.

Faucet… Faucet…

“Huh?” Li Xiaoyu’s did not understood what was taking place , but her cheeks coloring with a mixture of shyness and shock on the surprising reward from such a distinguished-looking man.

Innocence shone from her eyes, untouched by the complexities of grownup world.

Nevertheless, Li Liying’s maternal instincts surged to the forefront, her protecting stance agency as she stepped in entrance of her daughter, successfully shielding her.

“You? I’m certain you already knew about Xiao Yu. The place did you see her? Are you spying on us?” Her voice was laced with a guarded warning, her belief not simply swayed by the allure or standing of the person earlier than her.

Zhang Wei felt a twitch in his eye, frustration creeped in his voice. ‘Why is that this lady so distrusting?’ he contemplated, struggling to keep up his composure.

He took a deep breath, selecting his phrases fastidiously, aiming to dispel her doubts with out inflicting additional alarm.

“Miss Li, certainly, I had seen your daughter beforehand, as she was leaving college. It was my intention to seek out you and talk about her potential instantly, however unexpected work obligations delayed my plans,” he defined, striving for a tone of sincerity. “Happily, my path led me previous your road tonight, and witnessing your confrontation exterior, I could not let the prospect to talk with you slip away.”

Zhang Wei’s eyes sparkled with a calculated mild, his thoughts racing with methods to win over Li Liying’s belief.

He knew the artwork of persuasion required a fragile steadiness—

melding fact with partial reveals, a technique that painted his intentions in a reputable mild with out revealing his full hand.

‘To persuade somebody, outright deception isn’t the important thing.’

‘The artwork lies in weaving fact with parts of omission, making a story that persuades with out betraying the essence of honesty,’ Zhang Wei mused internally, his resolve agency to reveal the real ‘alternative’ he noticed in Li Xiaoyu.

And certainly, it labored. Li Liying felt an surprising pang of guilt, although she could not pinpoint its origin, and sighed, “Let’s sit and discuss, Mr. Zhang. Please, do not simply stand there.” She gestured in direction of the couch.

Zhang Wei nodded, following her result in the sofa.

Surprisingly, Li Liying did not ship Li Xiaoyu away; as an alternative, she saved her shut as all of them gathered round the lounge’s cozy heart.

As Zhang Wei unfolded his story to Li Liying, a shadow of empathy crept into her coronary heart.

From a younger age, he had been thrust into the cruel world of politics.

To flee the suffocating ties of his household, he fled, severing all connections with them.

He arrived on this modest metropolis with nothing however his ambition, slowly constructing his empire from the bottom up.

Over time, he achieved vital success and got here to personal a number of corporations.

His spouse, a lady of appreciable training and desires, shared his eager for youngsters.

But, regardless of their deepest wishes, they confronted the heartbreaking actuality that she couldn’t conceive.

Listening to his story, Li Liying’s eyes glossed over with a movie of tears, her coronary heart heavy with melancholy. “Mr. Zhang, you will need to have endured a lot…” she mentioned, her voice laden with compassion.