He would never marry her.

  She loves to tell lies and is good at playing tricks, went to find trouble with Su Su, but cried in front of him, as if he had bullied her.

  Three years ago, she was only in her teens. He thought of her as young and ignorant, with a spoiled princess temperament, and tolerated her again and again. Who would have thought that the consequences of tolerating her for so long would be to make her more and more reckless, brutally beating Su Su, setting fire to Su Su's flower shop, and nearly costing Su Su her life in the flames!

  As he thought of this, his dark eyes once again covered a layer of gloom, coldly staring at the woman who was slowly walking away from his car. She was disheveled, brought into this high-end villa district by Young Master Xi, and hadn't changed into a noble princess dress or the luxurious attire befitting a mistress, exquisite makeup, still wearing that old, tattered long skirt.

  This set of small purple flower long skirt, three years ago Su also had one, white and slender Su wearing this long skirt, revealing delicate ankles, long hair fluttering, and wearing a straw hat, very elegant and refined in the wind.

  That year he took Su to the seaside for a vacation, and Su Daiyan also went with them. She wore a Bohemian long skirt that was exactly the same as Su's, with the hem covering her ankles, paired with her rosy complexion and white porcelain doll-like face, which didn't have any elegant demeanor at all, but only had the sweet and lovely charm of a young girl.

  But three years later, Su Daiyan had grown a lot in prison, her slender ankles were exposed, and her long skirt adorned her slim waist, which was at least D-cup size, the side profile under the lamp light showed that she was curvy and elegant, with a delicate face that had lost its childishness, pale and thin, revealing fine features.

  At this moment, she walked past him without getting into his car as before. She didn't keep saying "fear fear" with her small mouth and drill into his arms, but limped one step at a time, panicked and turned to look back at the villa behind her, stumbling forward.

  But after running a few steps, she fell down again, dragging her injured foot, with a pair of beautiful eyes full of terror, looking at Xi Ye who was chasing towards her.

  Xie Yi was originally going to rush back to pick up his wife, but when he came downstairs, Su Daiyan had run away again. He was furious and chased after her, wanting to beat her up to vent his anger. This man, like Daiyan, did not see Teng Rui Zhe sitting in the car, but instead took a few steps forward, grabbed Daiyan by the hair and pulled her back: "Damn it, what are you running for? You've already signed a labor contract with my company, tomorrow you'll go to work for me, if you don't go to work I'll send you back to prison! Now I'm taking you somewhere else!"

  Lisu put Dai Wensi in the car that was stopped at the gate and started the engine, ready to leave.

  But Tan Er Chee's car blocked his way, parked in front of his house and honked the horn at him.

  Hong Rui Zhe was extremely dissatisfied with what Big Young Master had just said.

  He got off the car and stood in front of Xie Yi's car, calmly making a phone call: "Xie Lao, it's Rui Zhe. I'm at my villa now, and there's something I want to give you... Oh, so Xiao Xie's new house is also in this villa district? That's convenient, why don't you and your wife come over together? I thought I saw Young Master Xie, but it seems the one sitting in the car is actually Mrs. Xie."

  Xie Yi's face changed completely, and before Xun could hang up the phone, he had already thrown Dai Yun out of the car, scolding her for being nosy, and quickly drove away.

  Dai Lin rolled on the ground, saw Teng Rui Zhe's handsome face turned cold as ice again, staring at her with a disdainful and chilly gaze.

  She slowly crawled up from the ground, wiped the blood from her lips with the back of her hand, and walked forward.

  She was exhausted, with only a few dozen yuan left on her body, which had been dropped at the hotel. Her ID card was also in Xi's hands, and she could only walk back to Secretary Bo's home. After leaving the prison cage, she liked to wander around, liked to walk home, and enjoyed that kind of freedom. She just didn't know how many more days she would have to live under someone else's roof, or how much longer she would be entangled with Xi.

  Hong Rui Zhe caught a glimpse of the faint indifference and humility in her eyes, furrowed his brow for a moment before quickly dispersing it, coldly gazing at her back under the streetlight.

  Su Daiyan was released from prison the day before yesterday, and after being released, she has been very quiet. She doesn't retort even when people scold or mock her, nor does she fight back with those who curse her. In her weakness, there is a hint of humility, and in her humility, there is also a hint of determination, which is quite different from the Su Daiyan of before.

  Last night he thought she would definitely rush downstairs to beat Li Xiangxiang, making these rich girls shut up, but unexpectedly she just lowered her head and hid in the room without a word.

  This Su Daiyan made him feel strange.

  "Get in!" He drove the car up beside her and tossed out the words coldly.

  Dai Lin stopped in her tracks, threw a timid glance at him, then shifted her gaze away and continued walking forward without getting on his car.

  She didn't dare get in his car.

  Ruì zhé immediately opened the car door, Jùn yán's cold and stern face, with a low and magnetic voice that was slightly impatient: "Get in, I'll take you back to Secretary's house!" He stretched out his hand and pulled Dai Yun into the car, slamming the door shut.

  Dai Lian's delicate shoulders slightly shrunk, and she wrapped her arms around her own body that had been ravaged by the spring light.

  Hong Rui Zhe glanced at her with the corner of his eye, and the steering wheel suddenly turned left, stopping in front of a boutique. He went into the store, browsed through the clothes rack, and casually picked up a set of snowflake-patterned cheongsam and tossed it over: "Go change into this! I'll wait for you for two minutes!"

  Two minutes later, Dai Lin came out wearing that brand new cheongsam, slender waist and long legs, fair skin, paired with a delicate face, dazzling.

  But under the bright light, Teng Rui Zhe discovered that she had a pair of coarse and unrefined hands and feet.

  Those small hands had very thick finger joints, and the palms were covered in calluses. A slight swipe on the silk skirt could bring out threads. And those feet, wrapped in exquisite high-heeled shoes with pointed toes, no longer had slender toes like scallions, but instead were awkwardly squeezed together, much thicker than before.

  He took a quick glance, said nothing, paid the bill and turned around to leave.

  Upon arriving at the secretary's home, Zou Xiaohan was extremely surprised to see both of them appear together. She bounced and jumped over to Teng Rui Zhe's side, batting her eyelashes and smiling: "Rui Zhe brother, so it was you who took Dai Lin out shopping! The skirt you picked for her is really pretty!"

  Ruì zhé listened, Jùn's face became even colder, suddenly very disgusted staring at Dài yīng's back, his lips were tightly pursed, with a look of displeasure.

  Dai Lin was summoned to the old lady's room, and the old lady pushed Zhang Ye Rong aside. With a mixture of love and heartache, she looked at Dai Lin's delicate face: "Dai Lin, have you gone to see your grandmother?"

  Dai Lin shook her head, slightly turning away the red and swollen half of her face, lowering her head.

  Her biological mother was her father's mistress, and her paternal grandmother's family would not accept her, let alone her mother.

  "Ah." The old lady sighed, beckoning her to sit beside her and said regretfully: "Dai Lin, Rui Zhe and Su Su have already broken up. They've been on-again, off-again for a while now, running back and forth between the country and abroad, I don't know what they're doing. Rui Zhe's grandfather is also hoping he'll settle down soon, so grandma thinks, how about letting Rui Zhe take care of you from now on? Grandma will go talk to Rui Zhe's grandfather."

  Dai Lin's head hung even lower, her small hands clenched tightly together.

  If Tianyi Zhe was willing to take care of her, he wouldn't have personally sent her to prison three years ago. He detests her to the point of being repulsive, and she doesn't want to continue pursuing him only to be handed over to prison by his own hands.

  "Dai, actually, your dad's problem can't be blamed entirely on Rui Zhe. The arson case that year was notorious throughout the city. After he sent you to prison, who would have thought it would expose other problems of your dad's? Those political issues were like a snowball, dug up by your dad's political enemies..."

  "Grandma, I know everything." Dai Lin raised her head, and in her clear black-and-white eyes, tears of sorrow and regret welled up, "Everything that happened today was caused by me myself. I never blamed Rui Zhe. My dad had tried to cover up the arson case for me, but he had been spoiling my arrogance for years, and also had a mistress outside, so when Han Zi's mom reported all the bribes my dad had taken over the years, I knew she was taking revenge on him. Because back then, my dad took me from the operating table and claimed I was adopted, letting her raise the child of his love rival..."

  "Dai Dai, so you knew all along." The old lady's eyes welled up with tears and she choked back a sob: "No matter what, Grandma hopes that there will be a good man to take care of you. Now three years have passed, Rui Zhe's anger in his heart must have dissipated, and you've also been punished, so Grandma will talk to him."

  As soon as the words fell, Teng Rui Zhe came in and saw Dai Lin and the old lady sitting together. He acted spoiled and unreasonable like before, leaning into the old lady's arms, his eyes filled with even deeper disgust.

  As expected, the old lady began to probe him: "Rui Zhe, when I was on the phone with your grandfather in Beijing, Teng Grandfather often mentioned your marriage and asked when you could bring your wife to Zhongnanhai. What do you think of our family's Dai Yaotou? Dai has suffered a lot in prison for three years, punishment is enough."

  Her eyelashes drooped in shame, feeling only humiliation.

  His sharp and piercing gaze fell on Dai Yun, without saying a word. After a long time, he suddenly raised a cold smile and said: "Originally, I thought she had changed a bit, but it turned out to be the same Su Daiyun from three years ago. Heh, I will marry a wife, but absolutely not her, Su Daiyun!"