Chapter 57: Chapter 57 This world is too crazy, even toads can eat swan meat?
Xu Yongsheng pointed at Sun Dasheng, about to say something, but Xiang Yunsheng cut him off. He pulled his phone from his Chanel handbag, dialed a number, and taunted Sun Dasheng, "I bet you didn’t see this coming. I have the store manager’s phone number. It’s time to end this farce."
"Oh, Sun Dasheng, Sun Dasheng... Even though you’re unemployed, divorced, with no house or car, you’ve still got that pretty face. Good enough to hook up with a young girl, I see."
As he spoke, he kept glancing at the young girl’s expression. He assumed Sun Dasheng was trying to pick her up. Why else would he be so protective, even telling lies to cover for her? His words were meant to expose Sun Dasheng’s true colors and stop the girl from being fooled by his handsome face.
Unfortunately for him, she didn’t react as he’d hoped. Instead of flying into a rage after learning the truth, her large eyes looked at Sun Dasheng with a hint of pity.
Damn these pretty boys. You think being handsome lets you do whatever you want? Damn it, why the hell isn’t anyone answering the phone?
He was getting extremely irritated.
At this moment, Sun Dasheng said nonchalantly, "My business is no concern of yours. Why hasn’t your call gone through yet? Could it be that you don’t actually know any manager and just made it all up? No way... a department manager from such a big company, showing off with lies and failing so miserably. If word of this got out, people would die laughing."
As he spoke, he began to laugh. The more ashen Xiang Yunsheng’s face became, the more delighted Sun Dasheng’s laughter grew. The laughter seemed contagious; even the receptionist, Xiao Yan, covered her mouth to stifle a giggle.
Standing beside Xiang Yunsheng, Xu Yongsheng bit his lip, struggling to keep from laughing out loud. He was afraid one wrong move would win him a pink slip.
Xiang Yunsheng, suppressing his rage, made several more calls, but still, no one answered. The man was probably busy looking for his next job and had no time to deal with this not-so-close acquaintance. He had only gotten to know the manager in the first place because his daughter worked here. He’d used it as an excuse to get closer, inviting the man for foot massages every now and then until they were acquainted.
Seeing him tirelessly dialing, about to bombard the man’s phone until the battery died, Xiao Yan couldn’t help but say, "Mr. Xiang, we really don’t have a manager named Wang here."
"So if your manager isn’t named Wang, I suppose his last name is Xiang, then?" he retorted, letting out a bitter laugh as he lowered his phone. Just a few days ago, he and Wang Aimin had gone out for a 298 "take-off" package. Wang Aimin had slapped his own chest, guaranteeing he’d take care of his "Brother Xiang" and promote Xiang Yiren.
Xiao Yan tilted her head, stunned for a moment, and said blankly, "Eh, how did you know that?"
Our store manager is Sister Xiang... she’s also the vice manager of the entire chain, so she counts as a manager, right?
Ah?
Now it was Xiang Yunsheng’s turn to be stunned. Had a random retort made in a fit of anger actually hit the mark?
"Your manager’s name isn’t... Xiang Yiren, is it?" he asked, throwing out a name so ridiculous it seemed impossible.
"Eh, how did you know that, too?"
The receptionist, Xiao Yan, was a little displeased. You knew all along, didn’t you? Then why did you keep saying ’Manager Wang’? Were you just messing with me?
Having guessed correctly again, Xiang Yunsheng was dumbfounded. Brother Wang is really that loyal? He’d give up his own manager position just for Yiren? A "reliable" guess suddenly formed in his mind. What a brother, Wang Aimin. If I’d known you were such a stand-up guy, I would’ve ordered the 998 package that day and sent you straight to heaven.
Upon learning the store manager was his own daughter, Xiang Yunsheng put on his airs again. However, he didn’t expose their relationship. It couldn’t see the light of day just yet; if the shrew at home found out, all hell would break loose.
"Tell your Manager Xiang to come down," he commanded, sitting on the sofa and crossing his legs. "Just say a distinguished guest has arrived."
The smug look on his face was unmistakable.
Xiao Yan glanced at Sun Dasheng, knowing he was close with the store manager. Seeing him nod, she quickly dashed up to the second floor.
A short while later, a chic urban beauty in professional attire approached, her high heels clicking as she moved with a graceful, swaying gait. She was incredibly beautiful. Xu Yongsheng’s eyes were glued to her. Compared to the few internet influencers with him, her looks and demeanor completely crushed theirs. No comparison, just no comparison.
"Manager Xiang, that chick... she’s top-tier. I’d trade a year of my life for a taste."
For that simple, thoughtless remark, Xu Yongsheng got a sharp whack on the head, as if in a game of Whac-A-Mole.
His boss, Xiang Yunsheng, glared at him fiercely, looking like he wanted to eat him alive.
Xu Yongsheng immediately slapped his own face with a sycophantic smile. "My apologies, I spoke out of turn, especially with you here, boss. I’m not worthy. If anyone should get a taste, it should be the boss first."
This only made things worse. His bootlicking had backfired spectacularly.
This time, Xiang Yunsheng didn’t raise a hand. He just turned his head away, muttering, "Spouting pure filth."
As Xiang Yiren approached, the first person she walked toward wasn’t him, her father. It was Sun Dasheng, the man he’d always looked down on. She affectionately and skillfully looped her arm through his, nestling against him like a little bird as they chatted and laughed together.
This was treatment that he, her own father, had never received.
Xiang Yunsheng’s rage skyrocketed, far worse than when Xu Yongsheng had made his crude comment.
Uncle Xiang was furious. The consequences would be dire.
Sensing his boss’s fury, Xu Yongsheng followed his deadly gaze and witnessed a jaw-dropping scene. The middle-aged loser Sun Dasheng is hugging the young, rich, and beautiful manager. Is this the ultimate form of living off a woman? Damn it, his hand is on her shapely rear end! Has the world gone mad? Can a toad really eat swan meat?
"Miss, please hear me out," Xu Yongsheng said, rushing forward and singing the same old song. He began telling Xiang Yiren all about Sun Dasheng’s tragic story.
"Miss, don’t be fooled by this pretty boy," he concluded.
Nestled in Sun Dasheng’s arms, Xiang Yiren covered her mouth and smiled. "Brother Sun, I never knew you’d been through such hardship. How did you get through it all? Life must have been so difficult, with one blow after another. You must have been in so much pain. If only I had met you sooner. Maybe with me by your side through the hard times, you would have felt much better."
Huh?
Xu Yongsheng was speechless. You’ve got to be kidding me. I said all those bad things about Sun Dasheng to your face, and you didn’t hear a single word? Not only do you not despise him after learning the truth, but you’re giving him that look of profound pity. What is going on? Am I hallucinating, or has the world gone completely insane?
"Yiren, come to your father. Get away from Sun Dasheng at once. Being with him will only bring you misfortune," Xiang Yunsheng said, his face grim as he approached.
He couldn’t hold it in any longer; he had to reveal their true relationship. It was because his daughter’s earlier words had been so outrageous. He had reason to believe she had said them for his benefit—to spite him, her irresponsible father. But even if you want revenge, you don’t need to pay such a high price!
Huh?
Standing off to the side, Xu Yongsheng was completely flabbergasted. The young, rich, and beautiful manager was actually his boss’s illegitimate daughter?
No wonder...