raknovel Chapter 85 Promise Refusal
Chapter 85 Promise Refusal
Chapter 86 Promise Refusal
The night is deep.
Rosamund Kwan emerged from the bathroom, her steps faltering as she hobbled to the bedside.
Just as she was about to sit down, her brows furrowed as soon as her bottom touched the bed. Enduring the pain, she slowly sat down next to Tang Long.
She looked at Tang Long, who was leaning against the headboard silently smoking, and smiled, "You're that reluctant to part with me?"
"I can't bear to part with it, but who can?"
I thought I would be Zhilin's only one, but it turns out I'm still not good enough for her.
"After meeting you, you truly became my one and only."
It's just that you're too young, and it's also because this society is too realistic and rigid; for us artists, it's very difficult to achieve upward social mobility.
Tang Long was somewhat surprised to hear this, not expecting that Guan Zhilin could see things so clearly.
"Sister Zhilin, you should know that Lao Liu only sees you as a mistress; there's no way he'll marry you."
"You and he will never achieve upward social mobility."
"I understand. I never thought he would marry me, but he's rich, and not just rich."
We female artists feel more insecure than you do. Once we reach a certain age, we'll be eliminated, while young and beautiful newcomers keep emerging one after another.
This is why so many female celebrities want to marry into wealthy families; they want to have security and a respectable social status in the future.
I had the same thought when I was young. I didn't even marry into a wealthy family, and in the end, it all turned out to be a mess.
Later I realized that it's not that easy to get into a wealthy family. So far, only that Miss Hong Kong has succeeded, but her life in the Huo family wasn't easy either.
I no longer aspire to marry into a wealthy family, and my desire to find a partner has faded.
He just wanted to make more money so he could have a decent life in the future.
"You're making quite a bit of money now, right? How much is enough for you?"
"I don't know, maybe it's become an obsession of mine, because only money makes me feel secure."
Tang Long stubbed out his cigarette forcefully, looked directly into Guan Zhilin's eyes, and said earnestly, "Sister Zhilin, what if I could make you feel safe?"
Rosamund Kwan chuckled and touched his face with her hand: "You still think I'm an eighteen-year-old girl? You can't fool me with those sweet words."
Tang Long grabbed her hand and then her other hand: "I didn't lie to Sister Zhilin. Maybe I'm just a slightly famous actor now, and I can't compare to Boss Liu, but I can guarantee that the money I earn in the future will definitely make you feel safe and respectable."
More importantly, I can put your mind at ease and prevent you from feeling like you might be abandoned at any moment.
Tang Long made a rare promise.
He never made such a promise to Liu Jialing or Wang Zuxian.
It wasn't that he had deep feelings for Rosamund Kwan or liked her that much, but rather that he was too traumatized.
Rosamund Kwan could barely be considered his woman, yet she told him in front of him that she wanted to be in the arms of another man.
It's too embarrassing, too damaging to one's self-esteem.
He had to try to save face no matter what.
If Rosamund Kwan is truly willing to stay and remain by his side, then his promise is definitely not an empty promise.
Even if Liu Jialing and Wang Zuxian wanted to leave in the future, Tang Long wouldn't let them go.
All of this is predicated on him having that wealth and status.
For the first time since Tang Long transmigrated, he had an urgent desire for wealth.
He didn't value money too much before, thinking that enough was enough, and he always aspired to become a kung fu superstar.
But in Hong Kong, a place where money reigns supreme, wealth often represents everything.
Rosamund Kwan felt the warmth from her palm and looked at Tang Long's still somewhat immature but extremely serious face. Her heart clenched, as if she had been deeply moved by something.
Many people had told her before that they would make her feel safe, but she just laughed it off and never took it to heart.
Tang Long's words, however, opened a crack in her tightly closed heart.
Rosamund Kwan grasped his hands in return and chuckled, "Go take a shower first; you're all sweaty and smelly."
"Okay, I'll go take a shower first."
Tang Long didn't know what she meant, but since she had already said so much, if she didn't believe him, she could only swallow her grievances.
Watching Tang Long's retreating figure, Rosamund Kwan's smile gradually faded.
The room fell silent immediately, and, feeling agitated, she picked up a cigarette and lit it for herself.
She tried to inhale forcefully, just like Tang Long, but almost coughed up her lungs.
It took me a while to calm down.
She let out a long breath, stubbed out her cigarette, wiped away the tears she had coughed up from the corners of her eyes, picked up her phone, found a familiar number, and dialed it.
The call was not answered until the second attempt.
"Rosamund Kwan, are you crazy? Calling so late at night."
"Mr. Liu, you don't usually go to bed this early, do you?"
"Get to the point. Why are you calling so late? Have you finally changed your mind?"
Just as Rosamund Kwan was about to speak, a soft moaning sound suddenly came from the phone.
"Is there a woman next to Chairman Liu?"
Is that strange?
Rosamund Kwan took another deep breath and made up her mind completely.
"Chairman Liu, let's forget it. I may not be able to accept your kindness."
"Are you rejecting me?" Old Liu asked, somewhat surprised. "Just because I have other women around me?"
"No, I knew all along that Chairman Liu had no shortage of women around him, it's just that I felt I had enough money to spend."
"You'd better think this through. If you agree, that luxury villa in the hillside worth over 100 million will be transferred to your name immediately, and your allowance will turn into 10 million every month."
Upon hearing this, Rosamund Kwan gasped for breath, her hand holding the phone tightening involuntarily.
After a long silence, she slowly exhaled.
"Chairman Liu, I refuse."
On the other end of the phone, Lao Liu, who had thought Rosamund Kwan would obediently give in, froze on his face with a smile.
Are you sure?
"I'm sure."
"I hope you won't regret it."
After saying that, Lao Liu hung up the phone and fell into deep thought.
He'd seen plenty of women like Rosamund Kwan; no matter how beautiful they were, they could usually be won over with enough money.
But to his surprise, the result was unexpected; Rosamund Kwan actually refused.
It's not that he can't invest more money, but he's not a simp; how could he let a woman lead him by the nose?
However, he has to admit that Rosamund Kwan's rejection only made him more interested.
"Chairman Liu, aren't I enough for you? Why do you have to go looking for that woman, Rosamund Kwan?"
"Get your facts straight. You're just an artist under my company."
Hong Xin was, after all, a girl in her early twenties. The old man, Lao Liu, had been extremely gentle with her before, and upon hearing these words, her eyes immediately welled up with tears.
Old Liu ignored Hong Xin's crying; he was just playing around with her and she wasn't worth his time.
To promote Ada Choi, Lau established an entertainment company.
Hung Sum and Ada Choi were good friends, and she signed with his entertainment company.
Driven by greed, he offered her several film and television resources, which made her obediently lie down next to him.
He's usually fine with being coaxed, but he doesn't have the time or inclination for that now.
He picked up the phone and dialed a number: "Go and find out what's going on with Rosamund Kwan lately."
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