My Bestie Betrayed Me, So I Exposed My Hidden Identities and Shattered Everyone

She died in a rigged explosion and unexpectedly woke up in the body of a young girl.

Determined not to waste her second chance at life, she decides to truly enjoy the life she never had befor...

Chapter 37: Too clever, found a breakthrough.

Just as Wen Zhengnan was feeling uneasy, the door to the private room opened, and a man in a black suit walked in, followed by a man and a woman.

The female secretary in question was the same one who had previously informed Wens Group that it could cooperate with G Group.

The female secretary walked up from behind Gu Jingkun and stood beside Wen Zhengnan and Gu Jingkun, introducing Gu Jingkun's identity to Wen Zhengnan.

"Mr. Wen, this is Mr. Gu, the regional president of G Group. Mr. Gu, this is Mr. Wen Zhengnan, the president of Harbin Wen's Group."

Looking at the imposing young man in front of him, Wen Zhengnan immediately put on a flattering expression, bowed respectfully, extended his hand to Gu Jingkun, and said in a very humble tone, "Hello, Mr. Gu, I am Wen Zhengnan."

"Please sit down."

Gu Jingkun glanced at Wen Zhengnan indifferently, then turned and walked towards the main seat, showing no intention of shaking hands with Wen Zhengnan.

Wen Zhengnan looked at Gu Jingkun's figure and awkwardly withdrew his hand, but his expression did not change at all; he still looked very respectful.

Looking at Wen Zhengnan's obsequious manner, Gu Jingkun felt a surge of disgust. He had always despised this kind of person from the bottom of his heart.

"President Gu, it is an honor for our Wen family to cooperate with G Group..."

"Let's not rush into discussing cooperation. I'd like to ask you about someone. Do you know this person?"

Gu Jingkun interrupted Wen Zhengnan's polite remarks. He hadn't come to discuss cooperation with Wen Zhengnan; he was simply there to confirm Wen Lu's identity.

Gu Jingkun took a photo out of his pocket, placed it on the table, and spun the turntable to bring the photo to Wen Zhengnan's face.

Do you know this girl?

Listening to Gu Jingkun's words, Wen Zhengnan picked up the photo from the table with a puzzled look. After seeing the person in the photo clearly, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Gu Jingkun with a puzzled expression.

"Mr. Gu, what did she do? Did she offend you in some way?"

Looking at Gu Jingkun's expressionless face, Wen Zhengnan couldn't figure out Gu Jingkun's attitude. He dared not admit Wen Lu's identity, nor did he dare deny his relationship with Wen Lu.

He figured that Gu Jingkun must know something to be able to find him.

Looking at Gu Jingkun's ambiguous smile, he hesitated for a moment before hurriedly speaking.

“President Gu, she is my adopted daughter whom I have raised for sixteen years. Sixteen years ago, my father brought her back to the Wen family, and my wife and I raised her as our own daughter. She has been in poor health since childhood and has congenital heart disease. She rarely goes out. I don’t know where she offended you, President Gu. If she has offended you, I will definitely go home and teach her a lesson.”

Wen Zhengnan's first reaction was that Wen Lu had done something foolish outside and offended Gu Jingkun. If it wasn't for that reason, he couldn't think of any other reason.

Hearing Wen Zhengnan's words, Gu Jingkun raised his eyebrows and revealed a meaningful smile.

He twirled his phone, leaned back lazily in his chair, and said sarcastically, "Mr. Wen, how much do you know about the daughter you raised? Do you think she's the kind of person who would cause trouble?"

Gu Jingkun's question surprised Wen Zhengnan slightly. He had always treated raising Wen Lu as a task and had never taken Wen Lu to heart. His concern for Wen Lu in the past was just superficial, but Wen Lu had never noticed it.

Looking at Wen Zhengnan's expression, Gu Jingkun smiled faintly. He had clearly misunderstood the reason for Wen Zhengnan's stunned state, which made him even more certain that Wen Lu's identity was fake.

"Mr. Wen, if it's convenient, could you tell me about your daughter? For example, her health condition, and what she's been doing these past few years... I'm quite interested in your daughter."

Looking at Wen Zhengnan's indescribable expression, Gu Jingkun felt as if he had found a breakthrough.

He believed that as long as his temptation was strong enough, Wen Zhengnan would definitely expose all of Wen Lu's affairs.

Thinking of those false documents, Gu Jingkun smiled smugly. So what if the person behind Wen Lu was powerful? He still managed to find a way to break through her.

The more he thought about it, the more interesting he found the girl. For some reason, he wanted to know more about her than just those cold, impersonal words.

Seeing the inexplicable smile on Gu Jingkun's face, Wen Zhengnan's expression grew increasingly grim.

He had very little contact with Wen Lu and had never cared about her affairs, so how could he possibly know about Wen Lu's situation? At this moment, Gu Jingkun's request was simply making things difficult for him.

He really couldn't understand why the regional president of the prestigious G Group would be interested in Wen Lu. He wanted to know more about when and under what circumstances he met Wen Lu.

Just as he was thinking about this and feeling a little lost, he suddenly remembered that Madam Wen was also dining at this hotel, and he immediately spoke up with joy.

“I’m usually quite busy with work. My wife has taken care of Wen Lu since she was a child, so she knows Wen Lu’s situation quite well. My wife is having lunch downstairs right now, so why don’t we call her up and let her talk to President Gu?”

Gu Jingkun is now interested in Wen Lu and is particularly interested in knowing about her. He doesn't have any requirements about who comes to talk to him, and he agreed without hesitation.

"Then I'd like to trouble Mr. Wen to call Mrs. Wen and ask her to come up and have dinner with us..."

Gu Jingkun glanced at Liang Ze beside him, and Liang Ze immediately understood. He stood up and walked out of the private room, telling the waiter outside that the food could be served now.

In the private room downstairs, Wen Lu finished eating, put down her chopsticks, took a tissue from the napkin box to wipe her mouth, and said to Ma Bochen in a slow and unhurried manner.

"I need to trouble you with two things. Could you help me make arrangements at Harbin No. 1 High School so I can go back to school? Also, could you help me buy an apartment in a high-end, quiet neighborhood, preferably one apartment per floor? I don't like having neighbors; they're too much of a hassle."

After Wen Lu simply stated her requirements, Ma Bochen carefully wrote them down. He now considered helping Wen Lu with her tasks an honor and would do his best to complete whatever Wen Lu asked him to do.

“Peach Master, I’ve noted down everything you’ve said. I’ll arrange those things tomorrow. I also have something to do here. Take this person’s business card. The phone number on it is the driver who brought you here today. You can call him directly if you need anything. I’ve already made the arrangements. He’s your personal driver now.”

As he spoke, Ma Bochen placed a business card in front of Wen Lu. Wen Lu did not refuse and put the card into her pocket.

"Thank you for your arrangement. I'll take this driver. I've finished eating and have other things to do, so I'll head back now. I'll contact you again if there are any problems."