CHAPTER 678: CHAPTER 613: DREAMS SHATTERED

Rumble!

Like being drenched from head to toe with a bucket of ice water.

Xu Mengjie felt as if something had exploded in her mind!

Her face turned deathly pale, her lips trembling: "Auntie... you... what are you saying? My engagement ceremony with Haoyang! He said the venue was ready, I—"

"Heh." Mrs. Su let out a short, sharp laugh, mercilessly interrupting her, "Xu Mengjie, are you still dreaming of marrying into a wealthy family? Would our Su Family marry an actress? An entertainer who relies on her family to buy her out, only to be sold again to show her value?"

Each word was like a poisoned dagger, stabbing fiercely into Xu Mengjie’s heart.

She staggered, barely able to stand while holding onto the cold dining table: "No... impossible... Haoyang, he... he said it himself! You even showed me a picture of the invite!"

"Picture?" Mrs. Su sounded as if she had heard an even bigger joke, "How hard is it to Photoshop a few pictures? Can’t our Su Family afford a retoucher? Xu Mengjie, how old are you? Were you so confused by such a trivial trick, willingly signing a contract of servitude? Truly, there’s no curing your stupidity!"

"No... it can’t be..." Xu Mengjie’s whole body was ice cold, as if her blood had frozen. She shook her head frantically, refusing to believe this cruel truth, "Where is Haoyang?! I want to see Haoyang! Haoyang!!"

Her sharp voice echoed in the luxurious dining room, filled with a dying despair.

"What’s the noise about?" Su Haoyang’s languid voice came from the stairway. He walked leisurely down in a bathrobe, yawning, his face showing the lazy impatience of someone not fully awake from a hangover. The look he gave Xu Mengjie was devoid of any of the deep affection of the past, leaving only stark indifference and a trace of annoyance.

"Haoyang! Haoyang, tell her! Tell her the engagement is real! The photos you showed me are real!" Xu Mengjie lunged forward as if grabbing a lifeline, clutching tightly onto Su Haoyang’s robe sleeve.

Su Haoyang frowned, disgustedly flinging her aside with such force that she staggered a few steps, nearly falling.

"Xu Mengjie, haven’t you had enough?" His voice was cold, full of impatience, "Engagement? When did I ever say I wanted to be engaged with you? It was just a game, did you take it seriously? My mom was right, you’re stupid. Show you a few Photoshopped pictures, say a few nice words, and you believe it? Even spending your own money to buy out your contract? Tsk, you’re really earnest in pursuing it."

Su Haoyang’s lips curled into a mocking smile, his gaze swept over Xu Mengjie’s pale face like a knife, carrying an undeniable authority.

"You insisted on breaking up to join the entertainment industry, refusing all advice. Since you’re so eager to work, then don’t engage in those fake acts, properly serve the Su Family; that’s your duty! When I was dating you, how much did I spend on you? Brand-name bags, jewelry, villa rentals... wasn’t all that money? You left just like that, without a thought. Now arranging a contract with Splendid Culture for you is already quite considerate, don’t be ungrateful. Take this contract, obediently make money, and it counts as repaying the Su Family’s investment."

He walked over to Mrs. Su, glanced at the Splendid Culture document on the table, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips: "Mom, the resources provided by Splendid this time are pretty good, Mrs. Liu has been very considerate. Seems like the five million spent was worth it, the return rate is quite high." He completely ignored the thunderstruck Xu Mengjie beside him.

Xu Mengjie stared blankly at the mother and son in front of her, watching as they talked about the resources and the "investment return" of five million gained through her.

The immense feeling of deception, the humiliation of being played, and the world that had completely collapsed overwhelmed her with despair.

She felt dizzy, the cold, mocking face of Su Haoyang and the triumphant, disdainful smile of Mrs. Su intertwined before her eyes, distorting into the most hideous demon faces.

"Liars! You’re all liars! Devils!!"

Su Haoyang was indifferent: "Behave yourself, as long as you work well for Splendid Culture, the Su Family won’t let you starve. If you don’t cooperate, don’t blame me for throwing you out!"

Mrs. Su looked at her coldly: "An actress, just warm the bed for my son, how can she qualify to enter our Su Family? Haoyang, if you want to keep playing with her, take her out and settle her, don’t let it affect the real lady who will enter the door in the future."

Su Haoyang immediately nodded: "Yes, Mom!"

Su Haoyang’s words, Mrs. Su’s gaze, felt like countless searing hot irons, repeatedly burning her heart.