"Brother Yan went to work again today."
Seeing that the elevator had gone straight up to the twenty-third floor, He Minhong said this.
"Such a simple, unadorned big shot lifestyle really is enviable," Yu Chuhui couldn't help sighing again.
"I don't envy it," He Minhong said. "Brother Yan was chased down by Li Qixing yesterday. It was terrifying."
"Wasn't he the one who brought trouble on himself? Li Qixing may have been somewhat awful, but there was no need to ruin him completely, was there? Wang Yan went too far, so Li Qixing took this desperate measure and wanted to die together with him," Ye Zhenzhen complained from the side.
Her complaint had some logic to it. She thought there was something improper between Lucy and Wang Yan, and since it had all started with Li Qixing, then Li Qixing hadn't really done anything terribly wrong. It was Wang Yan whose methods had been too extreme...
"Don't make it sound like I'm some rabid dog who won't let go of someone." The elevator doors opened, and Wang Yan stood there with his arms folded, looking at them. "His family probably still has close to twenty million in assets. There's less cash, but they still have several million. That's money many people couldn't earn in a lifetime no matter how hard they worked, and he's still dissatisfied. What was I supposed to do?"
Li Qixing had been somewhat awful, yes, but not to the point that he deserved to be destroyed. And Wang Yan truly hadn't done that.
He was merely a second-generation rich kid who relied on his father's influence, had little brains, little ability, and far less scheming than others. He was also something of a simp, dead set on Lucy. Though that behavior was utterly at odds with