Chapter 4The Reborn Billionaire vs. The Childhood Sweetheart

I curiously examined the man walking towards me.

The comments said: [Liam Zhou, 27, financial mogul, head of the Zhou family in the capital. This overwhelming pressure! Silas, code red, run with your little plum (childhood sweetheart)!]

This is my husband from the past life according to the comments?

The man had deep features, handsome and noble. The black suit made him look tall and upright.

He was the type whose aura surpassed his looks.

Steady and calm, every move carried the sexual tension of a mature man. His black eyes seemed to bring invisible pressure.

When he reached me, Silas wrapped his arm around my waist, instantly pulling me into his embrace.

Like a wild dog declaring ownership, he said coldly to Liam:

"What are you looking at my girlfriend for?"

Liam finally moved his gaze from my face to Silas's arm holding me tight.

Displeasure flashed in Liam's deep black eyes, as if someone touched his treasure.

Ignoring Silas's question, his gaze returned to my face.

But his brows, just relaxed, darkened again upon seeing the hickey on my neck.

Before he could say a word, the comments exploded with schadenfreude:

[Heartbreak city! CEO Zhou must be exploding seeing that hickey.]

[Definitely. Don't be fooled by his calm surface; he's going crazy inside.]

[Can you blame him? Jane followed him for ten years. She was the rose Liam raised himself. In three years of marriage, he couldn't bear to touch her, and now she's marked by another man. He must be livid.]

Didn't touch me for three years of marriage?

I silently ridiculed, is this man impotent?

The comments continued:

[In the past life, Jane also met Liam at 19. That year she started a business in college. To get investment, she went to the capital and slept at a bus stop for days. That bus stop happened to be under the Zhou Group building. Liam looked down from his office and felt something.]

[That year, Liam needed a pretty girlfriend to deal with the elders. Jane happened to be pretty enough with a clean background.]

[Those years, Liam took Jane to all kinds of events.]

[Taught her how to conduct herself, social etiquette, used his connections to broaden her resources.]

[Because of Liam, at 23, Jane had vision and experience far beyond her peers and opened her own company.]

[Liam raised her well, teaching her to grow instead of keeping her as a canary in a cage.]

[Pity...] The comments paused. [If not for that incident, they wouldn't have hated each other to death, and Jane wouldn't have died.]

I stared curiously at the comments.

What incident?

If Liam was so good, why did we hate each other in the past life?

And why did I die?

I wanted to know more, but the comments stopped.

Liam glanced at the boxes of ultra-thin 0.01 condoms in Silas's bag, his eyes icy cold.

This seemed to truly touch his bottom line.

He raised his long fingers and waved to the bodyguards behind him.

The next second, Silas was pinned down, and I was forcibly dragged into the car by Liam.

"Holy sh*t, who the hell are you," I shouted. "Are you psycho?"

He glanced at me indifferently through the rearview mirror:

"When did you learn to curse?"

Excuse me... this guy is sick. Is that important?

"Do you have any common sense? This is kidnapping. You're breaking the law."

"Oh."

Oh?

"What do you want, old man?"

I chattered a lot.

Liam drove calmly without saying a word.

I couldn't stand it:

"Dog man, are you deaf?"

He glanced at me calmly again:

"Shout again, and I'll stop the car and do you right here."

We were surrounded by a deserted forest.