After the Yu Group's incident, Yu Wan received a lot of concern and condolences from people throughout the day. She was even more surprised to find that Huang Renfeng and a few others were secretly planning to sell their car and house to raise money for her, just in case. It was clear they were genuinely sincere, which moved her deeply, but also left her feeling somewhat amused and exasperated.

I'm fine, everything's alright at work, don't worry. @Everyone

As evening approached, most of the negative news online had vanished without a trace.

"It's not me. The more the media makes a fuss, the more likely it is that after clearing my name and rebounding, the better it will be to gain a wave of goodwill from casual fans." Tang Yue had just opened a lunchbox when he received Yu Wan's video call.

Due to the urgency of the matter, he, Yu Jianguo, and their confidants did not have time to go to a restaurant, so they had their secretary order takeout.

Yu Wan glanced at the greasy food in the lunchbox through the screen and frowned slightly: "The doctor said you should eat lighter food. I'll order you a new bowl of porridge. Where are you now?"

"In the conference room of the Yu Group."

"...Are you alone?"

"No, that's not it." Tang Yue looked completely innocent. "Dad, there were a bunch of uncles there too."

A low curse came from the other end of the phone, and then the call was abruptly cut off.

Tang Yue could imagine the other person's furious and exasperated look. He raised an eyebrow, chuckled silently, and closed the lunchbox.

My sweet girlfriend is about to bring me a bowl of porridge, who would still want to eat a boxed lunch?

"Snap!"

Yu Jianguo calmly tossed the broken chopsticks aside, picked up a new pair, and swallowed his bitterness along with the rice.

It's true what they say, a daughter forgets her father once she gets a husband. Why doesn't she think of making him some porridge?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and the more annoyed she was by Tang Yue's smug face. She waved her hand dismissively, "Since someone isn't eating, then get out there and get to work." If she got back late, that shameless bastard would definitely take the opportunity to complain to her daughter, saying that she was exploiting him. Hmph, he had already mastered that kind of scheming long ago.

Despite being kicked out of the meeting room, Tang Yue wasn't angry. He simply picked up a laptop and started working.

Meanwhile, a low-pressure atmosphere descended upon the room.

"Old Yu, Tang Yue just called you Dad. Has Wanwan finally overcome all her hardships and gotten married to Tang Yue?" someone couldn't help but ask.

The others, meanwhile, pricked up their ears with gossip.

Yu Jianguo almost had a heart attack from anger. "After hardship comes happiness"—that's a disgusting phrase! Does everyone already know about his daughter's treacherous ambitions towards Tang Yue?

"Sigh, isn't it all because Tang Yue pursued Wanwan so relentlessly, doing everything he could to please her, that Wanwan reluctantly agreed to date him?" Yu Jianguo finished bragging, suddenly feeling like the best father in the world, having gone to such lengths for his daughter's reputation.

Everyone chuckled. "You're just pretending. I'm not going to believe you!"

-

The media deleting posts wasn't hard to investigate. When Tang Yue sent the message, Yu Wan stared at the transfer records and chat screenshots, her eyes filled with an unreadable expression. After a moment's hesitation, she picked up her phone again, scrolled to a name in her contacts, and clicked on the chat box: "Thank you, but please don't do this again. Send me your bank account number."

Less than half a minute later, there was a reply.

[Feng Hanjin: It's nothing, sister, don't worry about it. The Feng family already has business in the entertainment industry; it was just a small favor.]

[Yu Wan: ...A mere favor worth ten million?]

[Feng Hanjin: How did you know?]

[Feng Hanjin: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to humiliate you, I just wanted to help. Please don't be angry.]

[Feng Hanjin: My dad usually gives me a lot of pocket money!! Ten million is just a small amount, you don't need to give it to me, just consider it charity...]

Yu Wan stared at the screen for a while, a surge of irritation rising within her. She bit down on her lollipop and crushed it. [Send me your account.]

For a long time, the other party did not reply to the message.

Yu Wan leaned back and wiped her face. Did Xiao Ling save the galaxy in her past life to raise such a "foolish" daughter?

-

The third year of university has a heavy course load, and many students take extra courses in advance in order to be able to intern at large companies before graduation.

Yu Wan, on the other hand, plans to graduate early.

Her previous contributions to the lab were enough to make up for her "always getting zero marks on exams" in the past few years, as long as she completes all her courses this semester.

During this time, she also pondered her future direction. Given her consistently carefree nature, she was really not suited to a lifelong research career, nor did she intend to have any involvement with Ji Ting. However, researchers with official backing could become an important lifeline for the Yu Group at any time.

Therefore, instead of returning to the Fusijia experimental base, she can partner with others to delve into a new field, and Guan Kui is currently a suitable candidate.

What will be the main business in the future?

Go into business and inherit the Yu Group? Not interested.

Playing games and becoming a professional player? Not interested.

Racing cars and competing with his underlings for a living? Not interested.

So……

"Buzz"

My phone suddenly vibrated.

It was an unfamiliar number.

[I've returned to China and will be arriving in Wuhan next week. —Xi Jing]

Yu Wan turned off the screen, pressed her tongue against her cheek, and her clear gaze involuntarily fell on the huge banner hanging not far away—the National College Students 'Light Year' Violin Competition.

Something inside my chest seemed to throb violently twice.

She clenched her fingers tightly, took a few deep breaths, and forced herself to suppress the impulse before calmly continuing to leave the teaching building.

-

"Look over there, could the school bully also want to participate in the violin competition?"

"If the school bully can play the violin, pigs can fly."

"Don't talk about people like that. After all, even a good-for-nothing needs to have dreams. The Yu family is about to go bankrupt, so they need to have some talent to make a living."

...

Amidst the burst of laughter, Ji Yun Chu felt no joy whatsoever. If her guess about the relationship between Yu Wan and Xiao Ling was true, Yu Wan might actually be able to play the violin.

"Yun Chu, what's wrong?" Someone noticed Ji Yun Chu's pale face and asked with concern.

Ji Yun Chu forced a bright smile: "I'm fine. I probably just got back too late last night and didn't sleep well."

"Oh? By the way, why are you only returning to school today?"

Ji Yun Chu's face stiffened. For some reason, her booked plane ticket kept having problems, and she was unwilling to take the high-speed rail, so she had to ask her cousin Ji Ting for help.

She made up a vague excuse to brush it off, then asked suspiciously, "Where's Minlin? Has anyone seen her? She hasn't contacted me in ages."

The crowd looked at her with pity.

Ji Yun Chu suddenly had a bad feeling. What exactly happened during the days she was away from Jiang Cheng?

"Yun Chu, don't be sad. The thing between Min Lin and President Gao is probably not true."

Ji Yun Chu felt as if a thunderbolt had exploded in her ears, and her mind went blank for a moment: "Which General Manager Gao is this?"