Hong Xiangjun burst into tears without warning, leaving Dong Huiying somewhat at a loss. "What, what happened...?" she gently embraced Hong Xiangjun’s shoulders, her hands busily soothing her back, while her mind raced. Brother, Brother Wenbin? She had not been aware before that Hong Xiangjun had a brother. The sorrow and rage in her heart surged like a flood, and Hong Xiangjun cried uncontrollably. After a long while, she blew her nose, slightly embarrassed and somewhat apologetic, "Sister, I’m sorry you had to see that." "No, it’s you, are you okay?" She was genuinely a bit frightened by Hong Xiangjun’s crying, This person... cries too much. She glanced at her own little sleeve, which had nearly soaked through because she had been wiping Hong Xiangjun’s tears. Hong Xiangjun shook her head, "I’m fine now, I’m really good!" She took a deep breath, her eyes bright and stunning after being washed by tears, "There’s something I’m really curious about, that Nu Woer, do you... have a grudge against him?" Dong Huiying glanced at her and then nodded slightly. Nu Woer was Pei Yu’s backer, and Pei Yu was a threat; if she didn’t remove Shujun, she couldn’t be safe. So, they were enemies, weren’t they? Hong Xiangjun grabbed her hand tightly, "Just say the word if there’s anything I can help with! Her and I... cannot coexist under this heaven!" Hong Xiangjun gritted her teeth and then began to speak about the past. Back then, she was just a girl, an orphan, taken in by the Hong family. The Hong family had five sons, and she, as an adopted daughter and also a child bride of the Hong Family, had her fate tied to them. But one night, a fire broke out unexpectedly. The parents of the Hong family and four of the sons perished in the flames. Only Hong Xiangjun and Hong Wenbin survived, but soon after, Hong Xiangjun was separated from Wen Bin. "In my life, I’ve only ever hated two people, one is Wang San, the other is Nu Woer! My brother fell into Nu Woer’s hands and suffered immensely! I would do anything to kill these two men, even if... even if it costs me my own life!" Dong Huiying’s heart sank, when at that moment. Lao Si suddenly stepped forward, "Let go!" He grabbed his young wife’s wrist, his dark eyes glaring at Hong Xiangjun. Hong Xiangjun was stunned, then with a knowing expression, smiled meaningfully. Having not seen Lady Xiao Dong for so long, who would have thought the progress was quite good? She knew very well that back in Jun City, these people were each more innocent than the next, except for Third Brother Liang, who was frivolous and promiscuous, always hanging around this young girl. Yet unexpectedly, even the most taciturn Lao Si of the Liang family had made significant progress. "Sister, it seems you’re quite blissful!" Receiving that teasing look from Hong Xiangjun, her cheeks reddened, then turned to look at Liang Haoming beside her. From his eyes, she saw a clear and definite possessiveness. Her cheeks reddened further, but a slight shallow smile also formed on her lips. A major incident occurred in the Golden Triangle, Chen Ahhu, the gang leader of Meng Hu’s clan, hosted two groups today. One from The Outside, the other from Jiangnan. Unfortunately, these two groups clashed violently, both suffering heavy losses and forming deep enmities, almost openly declaring they could not coexist under the same sky.