Mu Yancheng suddenly laughed coldly. "Meng Qingxue, don't think so highly of yourself. Power, wealth, and status. Which man doesn't yearn for it? Which man isn't captivated by it? Indeed, I'm not so decisive like Mu Yazhe that I would abandon everything for a woman! I'm not as capable as him, who can rely on himself even after leaving the Mu family. Yes! I'm useless. I'm not as responsible as Mu Yazhe. I'm useless and weak! If Mu Yazhe hadn't given up his position, I won't even be capable enough to become the leader of Disheng Financial Group! Are you satisfied with my explanation?"
His self-esteem had been utterly trampled on by her words.
All along, Mu Yancheng had thought of himself as a contradiction.
Although he came from a well-off family, he had always felt inferior when compared to Mu Yazhe. He felt extremely conflicted, as if he was living in two contradictory worlds.
