Just as she was preparing to make a call to verify with Lin Feng, she didn't expect the distant rumble of machinery, followed swiftly by a red sports car racing towards her.
Seeing that familiar figure outside the car, Tang Xiaowei, whose heart had felt as dead as ash, suddenly felt a hint of warmth.
Ever since their last parting, Zhao Kuo had employed various means to inflict a crazy revenge upon the Tang family. In less than a day, partners had withdrawn their investments, and creditors had come knocking one after another.
Her grandfather, Tang Wenqiang, had fallen ill from the stress, and her father, weak and incompetent, could hardly keep the family business afloat. She had a sister, but ever since her parents' divorce, there had been no word from either of them.
Out of desperation, the heavy burden had fallen solely on her shoulders. Yet no one had expected that, in such a time, her stepmother would privately promise her hand in marriage as a bargaining chip to that beast.
