C5 The Secret of the Di Family!

So, even though Wensheng was part of the Zhang family and had some money, he hesitated when it came to a woman.

"You know, I don't want anything that's not clean."

That was the last thing Wensheng said to Honghong before he left. Everyone understood that in such a situation, it would be tough for Zaozao to keep her reputation intact.

Right after Wensheng said this, Honghong, disregarding her dignity, plopped down on the ground. All she could do now was hope that Zaozao wouldn't be compromised by anyone else.

"Honghong, what's wrong with you? Why are you sitting on the floor?" Rongrong's tone was dripping with sarcasm.

Honghong stood up, though she and Rongrong had little to do with each other. She didn't like her much, but in business, the Yi family had dealings with the Qi family, and the Yi family needed them. In simple terms, the Yi family couldn't afford to offend the Qi family.

"I saw Wensheng leave. What, is he not planning on making the most of the night?"

Honghong wobbled as she got to her feet, ignoring Rongrong, and headed for the elevator. If it weren't for the fact that Rongrong was part of the Qi family, or that she happened to work at the Di family's company, Honghong wouldn't want to deal with someone like her at all.

Now that everything is settled with the Yi family, she has done her best. She even played the villain for their sake. What's left is beyond her control.

In the elevator, the atmosphere was a bit awkward. Chi Zaozao stood to one side, keeping to herself in a corner. A tall figure loomed over her. If you looked closely, you'd notice it was slightly swaying, as if enduring something, teetering on the brink of breaking.

It was quite a coincidence. The owner of this figure was none other than the Young Master from the 54th floor, who had been treated like prey.

The Di family wasn't ordinary. You could tell just by looking at Young Master Di's eyes. Of course, you wouldn't see them on a regular day. Only on the fifteenth of each month, if you were lucky or destined, would you see that his eyes were a captivating shade of purple.

Unlike the artificial purple of contact lenses, this was a natural, enchanting purple, unforgettable to anyone who saw it.

Today was June 28th on the solar calendar, the fifteenth of May on the lunar calendar, the most special day for Di Yeming. He had been tormented by this day for twenty-eight years.

He didn't want to believe he was different, but on this day each month, his needs were beyond ordinary understanding. Apart from a few close to him, no one else would see him on this day.

But today was different. He was tired of this life. Why couldn't he live like everyone else? Why, if others found out, would they see him as an outcast?

Yeming chuckled to himself, a bit of self-mockery in his smile. He had made up his mind not to back down, yet in the end, he did. Why? Was he afraid of being judged? Not really. He was just scared that if he lost control, he might hurt those around him.

What people didn't know was that beneath the cold exterior of Young Master Di lay a heart that was incredibly soft and gentle.