Shen Qingcong gently pulled her hand away and said softly, "Xiangyang, we're too young right now. I'm only eighteen and you're only nineteen. We have a long way to go, and we have to work harder to improve our lives. Now is not the time for us to talk about feelings. I'm sorry! I have to go home. Goodbye!"
Hearing Shen Qingcong's straightforward rejection and seeing her resolute departure, Bai Xiangyang felt a sense of despair slowly consuming him.
This time, Shen Qingcong was completely leaving his life, and she would never be with him again.
The thought of this caused Bai Xiangyang's legs to give way...
In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the luxurious hall, Mrs. Bai watched her son's feeble and unambitious behavior for Shen Qingcong, with frustration brewing within her.
She started to curse indelicately, "That little wench wants to enter the doors of the Bai family, she should wish! Can you tell me, what drug did she give Xiangyang to make him so obsessed with her?"
Bai Zhengfeng gave her a cold glance, "Don't think too highly of yourself; with his current situation, your son might really not be good enough for Shen Qingcong!"
Mrs. Bai turned her head abruptly and asked sharply, "Bai Zhengfeng, are these your true thoughts? Is this how one should speak about their own son? She's just a naive rural girl, and Xiangyang is a treasure, how is he not good enough for her?"
Bai Zhengfeng shot her an icy stare, "You are too arrogant, you don't appreciate the potential in others! Today's beggar can be tomorrow's millionaire. What's so wrong in being kind to people? You're always acting haughty and self-righteous, do you truly think the Bai family is invincible? We might have some status in Sea City, but outside of it, who knows you?"
Mrs. Bai was rendered speechless by his comments, her chest heaving as her face turned ashen.
Bai Zhengfeng continued, "Just look at Shen Qingcong, right from her first step into our home, her elegance, her performance, do you seriously think that this girl will remain ordinary? A girl of eighteen has an impressive charm, isn't this unusual to you?"
At his words, Mrs. Bai was compelled to consider Shen Qingcong's behavior just now. No matter how reluctant she was, she had to agree with Bai Zhengfeng's assessment of Shen Qingcong.
Truthfully, if she wasn't Bai Xiangyang's mother, she would admire Shen Qingcong as well!
There really was an undeniable aura about Shen Qingcong.
Perhaps, she could really accomplish something in the future.
However, how was that her concern?
By the time Shen Qingcong rises to success, her son might have already started a family with the Mayor's heiress.
Shen Qingcong, who left the Bai's villa, hailed a taxi and returned to the villa No. 9 in Dragon Garden.
Villa No. 9 in the Dragon Garden was her home in name.
Strictly speaking, it was a home appointed by Xiao Chifeng, who her father had entrusted with overseeing her.
However, the president Xiao who was supposed to supervise her had always been elusive and mysterious.