282: Chapter 282: Not Mistaken About the Wife 282: Chapter 282: Not Mistaken About the Wife Every time Pan Lian thought about the daughter she had raised for so long, her intention had been for her to marry into a decent family, but now…
Where was there any wealthy household willing to marry her?
“I was just too indulgent with you, that’s why you became so reckless, shamelessly making all these mistakes!”
“Once these things were exposed, you became a slut known to everyone!”
“Nowadays, with the internet so developed, word spreads from one to a hundred, a hundred to a thousand, a thousand to ten thousand; tell me, how are you going to live your life from now on?!”
Pan Lian got more and more agitated as she spoke, more and more resentful of her daughter’s failure to live up to expectations, as it was already too late when she discovered everything.
Not only did her daughter hide her pregnancy and have an abortion, but a year ago, she even secretly took the family’s household registration book to marry that man!
Fine if she just got married, but she had actually cheated during her marriage, even getting involved with another married man… In the end, after being found out by the man’s side, she was kicked out without mercy…
In a small place like L city, and with the Fang Family not being a major household either, not many people paid attention to or discussed these affairs.
Afterwards, Pan Lian asked her to clean up all these affairs, to leave not even a trace behind.
Although the Fang Family was not significant, Fang Huaying had accidentally become popular from short videos at that time and had achieved some success.
The negative news should be eliminated if possible to avoid affecting her future prospects.
Fang Huaying’s face turned paler and her eyes reddened as she listened to Pan Lian, her expression twisted with emotion.
Pan Lian was not bad to her, she had always been responsive to her requests from childhood, but the moment something happened, she only knew how to blame and curse, never to inquire about her feelings or help solve her problems.
Because in Pan Lian’s heart, money was everything, money was what she valued most.
Her kindness to her was merely to use her to cash in a big sum later.
Her initial panic calmed gradually, thanks to Pan Lian’s words.
Pan Lian went on to say, “The money I spent on you, is this how you repay me?
You haven’t earned me a penny back, and now you’ve tarnished your own reputation…”
“Mom, scolding me here is useless,” Fang Huaying interrupted her, “I’ve already ruined my reputation.
If you don’t help me solve the problem now, your wish to sell me for a good price is no longer possible.
There’s also the possibility that I’ll lose the identity of a popular internet blogger.
Then I’ll be out of a job, which is the same as having no income.
If I lose this substantial income, then I won’t be able to afford your expenses in the future.
Or maybe you think you can fleece some money from the Gu Family, but as it looks now, the Gu Family is not going to give you that money, and Pan Hao is not going to become the young master of the Gu Family, so don’t expect him to send money your way.”
Pan Lian’s eyebrows knitted together as she listened to Fang Huaying.
“Figure out how to solve this on your own,” she said.
Fang Huaying dropped the final sentence and hung up the phone.
After hanging up, Fang Huaying lay on the sofa, infuriated.
She picked up her phone and began reading through the posts and comments online again—there were all kinds of nasty words…
The more she read, the angrier she got.
Why did it turn out like this?
Why was she the one being made a joke of in the end?
She knew she hadn’t behaved well, but over the years, she hadn’t troubled anyone, and even if she had, it didn’t warrant the exposure of all her dark secrets.
So, where did things go wrong?
Suddenly, the name Jiang You flashed through her mind.
Could it be the people behind Jiang You, Gu Beiyan?
She had looked up Gu Beiyan’s information—eldest son of the Gu Family, president of the Gu Group, wealthy and powerful.
If he was helping Jiang You, then wasn’t she just like a ripe persimmon that could be squashed at will?
The more she thought, the more certain she became that it was Gu Beiyan who had helped Jiang You.
But why?
Why would he help her to ruin herself?
…
Jiang Group.
Afternoon.
“Master, there’s still no news from Lou Ziang, could he already be dead?” Jiang Feng had never imagined that finding someone could be so difficult, and despite the prolonged search, there hadn’t been a shred of news.
It’s too hard to either get the man or confirm his death.
Jiang Yan pondered for a moment, “Whether he’s dead or alive, we cannot let our guard down; continue the search.”
Jiang Feng: “Understood, I will keep that in mind.”
Then, Jiang Feng continued, “Master, the prison has sent a message; that person wants to see you.”
Jiang Feng knew he wouldn’t want to see them, but since the message had been relayed numerous times, he had to ask, just to fulfill his duty.
The man’s expression turned grim, “No, don’t report this to me in the future.”
Jiang Feng felt relieved upon hearing this answer, “Understood, I will comply.”
“Is Jiang You’s issue resolved?” Jiang Yan asked.
Although he didn’t interfere, he still cared deeply.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Feng replied: “Mr.
Gu has already taken care of it.
He used the other party’s own methods against them, but…”
“But what?” Jiang Yan raised his eyes to glance at him.
“It’s just that the person who wanted to frame the Second Miss seems to have some connection with Mr.
Gu,” Jiang Feng said.
What he meant was: The trouble the Second Miss got into this time was because of Mr.
Gu.
Jiang Yan, of course, could infer his underlying meaning.
He slightly furrowed his brows and said in a deep voice, “Just make sure she’s safe.”
“Understood,” Jiang Feng responded and then turned to leave.
Sitting in the office, Jiang Yan pondered for a moment before pulling out his phone.
Gu Family.
Gu Beiyan was in the middle of a meeting when his phone lit up.
He glanced at it and saw that it was a call from Jiang Yan.
He knitted his brows and then lifted his hand to gesture a pause in the meeting.
“Hello, what’s the matter?”
Now, whenever Gu Beiyan received calls from him, he felt a sense of trepidation.
Jiang Yan let out a cold laugh: “What, afraid I’m calling to pick a fight?”
Gu Beiyan: “…”
“Just spit it out if you’ve got something to say, don’t play dumb with me.”
“What, got the girl and now you’re showing off?” Jiang Yan curved his thin lips: “If I wanted to stop things between Jiang You and you, I have plenty of ways to do so.”
“…”
Gu Beiyan pressed the tip of his tongue against the soft flesh of his cheek, “Isn’t it, am I still your brother?
You always threaten me, is this how you treat a future brother-in-law?”
Everyone in the conference room looked in horror at the man at the head table.
Who would dare to threaten their Mr.
Gu?
And what did their Mr.
Gu mean by “future brother-in-law”?
Was their Mr.
Gu about to get married?
One by one, everyone looked at Chen Zhe, filled with curiosity, hoping to get some gossip out of him.
Chen Zhe, who was taking notes for the meeting, chose to turn a blind eye; he didn’t dare to gossip about the boss’s business.
He coughed lightly, stood up, and said to everyone, “Well, let’s take a break.”
Seeing this, everyone had no choice but to leave the conference room.
After all, they could have the interest to eavesdrop on the boss’s private life, but certainly not the lifespan.
Jiang Yan, hearing his shameless words, could just imagine his proud demeanor at that moment.
“Plans cannot keep up with changes; you needn’t rush to label yourself,” he deliberately provoked.
Upon hearing this, Gu Beiyan’s brows furrowed even deeper, “What do you mean?”
Jiang Yan: “Why the anxiety?”
Gu Beiyan: “…”
Could he not be anxious?
What if he caused another stumbling block between him and Jiang You?
“Look, Big Brother, I’m really scared of you.
You have a wife and kids, you can’t expect your brother to stay single forever, can you?
I admit my fault, I was too arrogant.
Please be magnanimous and don’t be too harsh on me.”
A great man can bend and stretch.
He was even starting to call Jiang Yan ‘Big Brother’.
No choice, his last name was Jiang, and coincidentally, he was related to his woman.
Jiang Yan: “Look at how scared you’re acting.”
“…”
Gu Beiyan didn’t reply; he knew there must be other things that he was being sought out for.
“It’s Jiang You’s matter, I don’t care who those people around you are, just don’t transfer any harm to her,” Jiang Yan’s voice was low and carried a hint of seriousness.
Gu Beiyan’s expression darkened, “I know, rest assured, I won’t break the promise I made to you.”
After saying that, he added, “See you at Gold-plated Club tonight, it’s been a while, time to meet up.”
They hadn’t seen much of each other lately.
Jiang Yan gave a grunt and then hung up the phone.
…
At 7 pm, in the top-floor private room of Gold-plated Club.
“Hey, you’ve been out of Yue City for over a month, impressive.
Two major companies left without their heads, you’re really capricious,” Xiao Si teased as Jiang Yan entered.
Jiang Yan didn’t bother to engage with him and just took a seat.
Then, the even longer-absent Lu Zhiyang made his appearance.
“You married men have been as elusive as a dragon without a head,” Xiao Si was the mouthpiece for the others.
He followed up with, “Old Lu, when is your wife due?
Give me a heads up, so I can prepare a red envelope.”
Lu Zhiyang glanced at him, “You’re willing to give a red envelope?”
“What, you looking down on me?
I’m not broke,” Xiao Si retorted.
Although he was usually tight-fisted, he was quite generous on such occasions.
Suddenly, Xiao Si had an idea: “How about we bet whether Old Lu’s going to have a daughter or a son?”
“What are we betting?” Wan Muqi asked with interest.
Xiao Si: “For something like this, we must bet something joyful.”
Wan Muqi raised an eyebrow, “What qualifies as joyful?”
The group’s gaze was locked on him, waiting to see what rationale he would come up with.
Immediately after, they heard him say, “Nonsense, it’s obviously Mao Zedong, red and festive, isn’t that right?”
The moment his voice dropped, the reply he got was a void.
“A tacky choice!” Gu Beiyan gave him a look of disdain.
“How is that tacky?” Xiao Si defended, “I’m being sincere, unlike you hypocritical rich folks, calling money vulgar.
If you dare, give me all the money you’ve earned.”
Gu Beiyan: “You’re not my son, why should I give you the money I earned?
If one day you become my son, I might consider giving you one percent of my wealth.”
Xiao Si: “Get lost!
I hope you never have a son in your lifetime…”
Gu Beiyan was indifferent, “Having a daughter is fine, I don’t care about having a son, my daughter can also inherit the Gu Family’s assets.”
“…”
“Us bachelors shouldn’t be discussing sons and daughters.
Wait till you’re married with wives to talk about that,” Wan Muqi interjected.
“Just answer me, are we betting or not?” Xiao Si redirected the conversation, not wanting to let such a good opportunity slip by.
Seeing his eagerness to play, they all decided to join in the fun.
Jiang Yan wagered ten million, betting that Jing Xuan would have a son.
Gu Beiyan and Wan Muqi followed suit, betting along with Jiang Yan that Jing Xuan would have a son.
“No way, do you guys have insider info?
You seem so confident; it’s suspicious,” Xiao Si eyed the three men warily.
“You’re the doctor here, if anyone has insider info, it should be you,” Wan Muqi said.
Xiao Si: “I’m not an obstetrician, I don’t know jack!”
That said, he turned to the silent Lu Zhiyang, leaning in to ask, “Old Lu, daughter or son?
I’ll go with your word.”
Lu Zhiyang glanced at him and said indifferently, “Daughter.”
Hearing this, Xiao Si said, “Okay, then I bet you’ll have a daughter.”
The other three: “…”
Lu Zhiyang then casually spoke, “I won’t participate, after all, I’m one of the parties involved.
I’ll simply act as the referee for you.”
Gu Beiyan: “No objections here.”
Wan Muqi: “I’m ok with that.”
Jiang Yan didn’t say anything, which was taken as agreement.
Xiao Si felt a bit nervous, looking at Lu Zhiyang and repeatedly confirming, “Are you sure you’re not fooling me?
Is it really a daughter?”
“Do I have anything worth lying to you for?” Lu Zhiyang countered, “I have more money than you, more power too, and you’re a man, not my type, so what do you have that’s worth my lying for?”
That was a total put-down ¬_¬｀
Xiao Si was rendered speechless: “…”
His words were very true, so it was normal for Xiao Si to have no retort.
“Come on, which one are you betting on?
Quit being so wishy-washy, a big man like you.
If you can’t afford to lose, just say it outright, we’re all family here, no one will laugh at you,” Gu Beiyan stretched out his long leg and nudged him, urging him on.
Xiao Si: “…”
Perhaps it was because they hadn’t seen each other in a long time, but they all ended up drinking too much.
At Moon Gift Villa, Su He saw it was almost eleven o’clock, yet Jiang Yan hadn’t returned.
She knew he was gathering with Gu Beiyan and the others, but he had also said he would be back by ten, and now it was an hour later, without a single phone call.
After putting Su Baobao (baby) to sleep, she left the children’s room.
Just at that moment, Jiang Feng’s call came through.
She was just about to call him when he rang her.
Before she could ask anything, she heard Jiang Feng’s voice first, “Hello, Young Madam, are you asleep?”
Su He frowned, “What’s happened to him?”
“Young Madam, don’t worry, Master is fine, it’s just that…” Jiang Feng glanced at the man lying motionless on the sofa, feeling quite drained, “Master has had too much to drink, Jiang Qi and I couldn’t persuade him to go back, so…”
Su He understood, “Okay, got it.
Wait for me, I’ll be there soon.”
When Su He arrived at the private room in the Gold-plated Club, she was stunned.
“Have they been treating alcohol like water?” Su He turned her head to look at Jiang Feng and Jiang Qi.
Both of them awkwardly smiled, unsure of what to say.
Young Madam’s analogy wasn’t wrong; indeed, they had been guzzling down alcohol like water.
Five people…
all passed out drunk…
Who could have imagined that the usually commanding and formidable business elites would end up lying here so drunk and motionless?
However, Su He also felt relieved that these five were somewhat well-behaved and did not become belligerent with their intoxication.
“Jiang Feng, organize it, send those who can be sent home, and those who can’t, arrange for them to stay the night at the Gold-plated Club,” Su He crisply ordered.
Then she added, “Remember, keep strange women away from them, at least protect their innocence.”
Jiang Feng paused slightly, impressed by the Young Madam’s thoughtful and complete consideration.
“Understood,” he replied.
Jiang Feng turned to make arrangements.
Su He walked up to Jiang Yan, stood in front of him, and looked down at him with a sigh.
She seemed to have never seen him this drunk before.
He seemed to notice her presence, squinting his eyes as he fixated on her.
Then he called out, “Wife, you’re here…”
Su He: “Are you sure you recognize me?
Didn’t call the wrong name?
Didn’t mistake me for another wife?”
Standing by, ready to assist, Jiang Qi suddenly heard this rapid-fire questioning, and couldn’t help feeling a rush of panic on Master’s behalf.