37: Chapter 37 Using Money to Smash Zhang Yang

"You brat, nothing good ever comes out of your mouth. If you dare to disrespect my woman again, I'll break your legs."

Chu Yuan turned around and calmly glanced at Zhang Yang, his true colors as a playboy fully revealed.

With just one look, Zhang Yang felt fear from the bottom of his heart, like a mouse seeing a cat. He subconsciously retreated a few steps, wanting to flee.

Seeing this, Chu Yuan could guess what kind of person this brat Zhang Yang was.

He looked aggressive and righteous, but in reality, he was just a spineless coward who was strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

Compared to Protagonist types like Lin Tianyang the miracle doctor, or the returning soldier king, Zhang Yang was just a lucky Son of Destiny.

To put it bluntly, he was just what people often call a nouveau riche.

But that couldn't change his cowardly nature.

Guessing that the Chu Yuan in front of him might be the kind of rich, powerful second-generation heir, Zhang Yang didn't dare to offend him, so he had to turn his anger onto Nie Yuqing.

"Nie Yuqing, do you think you can sit back and relax just because you've latched onto a rich second-generation heir?"

"To tell you the truth, people like him are never short of women, and it's impossible for him to treat you sincerely. He's just coveting your body and youth. You'll be abandoned sooner or later."

Having been a rich second-generation heir himself, Zhang Yang knew exactly what those people were thinking.

Only a loyal person like him would treat Nie Yuqing with complete devotion.

Hearing Zhang Yang still slandering Chu Yuan, Nie Yuqing became completely furious.

"Stop worrying about my business. Being with Chairman Chu is much better than being with a loser like you."

"Chairman Chu is more handsome than you, richer than you, and more capable than you. Look at what you look like now—a delivery guy. What right do you have to be compared to Chairman Chu?"

Handsome, rich, capable—these words completely deflated Zhang Yang.

After all, what she said was the truth—a cruel truth.

"Is money really that important in your heart? For the sake of wealth, you can give up everything, even sell your own body?"

Zhang Yang asked a soul-searching question, wanting to make one last stand.

Chu Yuan, who had been watching the show for a while, finally couldn't help but interject.

"Kid, you're wrong about that. Isn't money important?"

"If you don't have money, what will you use to buy a house or a car? What will you use to give the woman you love a life free from worry?"

"I'd like to ask you: do you have a house, a car, or the money to buy Nie Yuqing gold and silver jewelry? Do you have the money to buy her designer clothes?"

"I may not say things nicely, but this society is just that realistic. Without a material foundation, what right do you have to make her suffer and struggle with you? Is it that 'love' you keep talking about? Can it turn into food? Can you eat it?"

"What is the point of you pestering her here like this?"

"If you really like Nie Yuqing, you should disappear from her sight as soon as possible. Don't come and disturb her again; let her pursue a better life."

Chu Yuan's words were cruel, but reality was even more so.

These things were inevitable.

Zhang Yang stood there dumbfounded, so angry he didn't know what to say.

Especially what Chu Yuan said about how if he really liked Nie Yuqing, he should disappear from her sight and stop bothering her.

Hearing this made Zhang Yang feel like vomiting blood.

He had seen people twist the truth, but he had never seen anyone twist it so brazenly.

Seeing that Zhang Yang remained unmoved, Chu Yuan had a new idea—the idea of smashing him with money.

He had often watched TV dramas where impoverished Protagonists, when hit with money, would usually treat money like dirt to prove how unwavering their love was and how noble their character was.

Chu Yuan wanted to see: would this guy Zhang Yang take the money to save his mother, or continue pursuing his so-called love?

Between family and love, what would he choose?

After some thought, Chu Yuan immediately changed his expression and said coldly: "Name your price."

Zhang Yang was stunned. Suddenly remembering something, he stared at Chu Yuan with an angry face: "What kind of person do you take me, Zhang Yang, for?"

This hateful expression made it seem as if he had been greatly insulted.

"Who do you think you are? I've already told you, Nie Yuqing has nothing to do with you. You're just pestering her here because you want money."

"I lack everything except money. Tell me, how much money do you want to stop bothering Nie Yuqing's life?"

"Do you think you're amazing just because you have a little bit of stinking money? Who cares about your stinking money?" Zhang Yang said with a look of disdain.

As a Protagonist, Zhang Yang naturally had his own pride; how could he bow down for money?

"Is one hundred thousand enough? Take the money and get lost."

"Nie Yuqing must have been blind to follow someone like you. Mere money cannot buy my, Zhang Yang's, dignity."

"So you think it's not enough money, huh? How about one million?"

Zhang Yang shook his head, looking at Chu Yuan with disdain.

"This is twenty million. Take the money, make it quick, and disappear as far away as you can. If I see you again, I'll make you disappear for good."

As Chu Yuan spoke, he took out a check, wrote down the massive sum of twenty million, and slapped it in front of Zhang Yang.

Cao Shuwen, who had been silent on the side, couldn't help but gasp.

Twenty million! That was equivalent to their family's entire liquid assets.

Good grief, just to pick up a girl, he was spending such a huge price.

For a moment, Cao Shuwen was even tempted to persuade his brother to take the deal and call it a day.

But when he saw Zhang Yang's aggressive demeanor, he swallowed his words and gave up.

"You're dreaming! Do you think you can make me compromise just because you have a little stinking money?"

Zhang Yang let out a hysterical roar, unable to contain his rage.

"Brother, I support you. It's just money, right? We can earn it in the future. Don't take his lousy money."

Cao Shuwen ultimately stood by his brother, and the two of them faced the rich second-generation heir before them, united in their hatred.

"You two brothers really do treat money like dirt. However, I heard that your mother has leukemia and is in critical condition, urgently needing money to save her life."

"Are you saying that your so-called love and your so-called dignity are more important than your mother's life?"

"If you agree to walk the other way whenever you see me and Nie Yuqing in the future, you can take this money and save your mother's life."

"Are you going to choose to be a filial son, or continue to hold onto that pathetic and useless dignity of yours?"

Chu Yuan looked at Zhang Yang playfully.

Protagonists always regarded dignity as more important than life itself.

Heads can be broken, blood can flow, but dignity cannot be lost.

But there are exceptions to everything.

Between his mother's life and his so-called dignity, Chu Yuan was very curious about what choice Zhang Yang would make.