Chapter Ninety-One: The Grand Finale

As soon as Huo Zhan finished speaking, the entire audience erupted in an uproar.

"So Zeroon is President Huo!"

"No wonder Mr. Huo never appears in public; it turns out he's been operating in the business world as a special assistant all along!"

"They are the real Mr. and Mrs. Huo!"

Flashes of light filled the air as cameras captured this momentous news that was sure to shake the entire business world.

All the expressions on Fu Hengzhi's face froze in an instant, leaving only disbelief and horror.

Zeron is Hozan?! Then wouldn't his coming to report Zeron to Hozan today make him a complete clown?!

He staggered back a step, his lips trembling, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Zhou Mengying was struck dumb, her face turning deathly pale.

How could this be! Zeron is Huo Zhan! The business tycoon who strikes fear into the hearts of the world! So Su Mu Ci didn't marry her assistant, but Huo Zhan himself!

And she and Fu Hengzhi were completely manipulated by the cunning Huo Zhan throughout the entire process.

The pink diamond and the gold-rimmed invitation in her hand felt like they were on fire, so hot that she loosened her grip and they fell to the ground.

At the same time, she felt like everyone's gaze was piercing her like needles.

"No...don't look at me...don't look at me like that!"

She couldn't stand the mocking looks.

This feeling is exactly like when I was a child and was mocked by the people around me as "the daughter of a mistress!" or "a bastard!"

"Don't look at me! You're not allowed to look at me like that! I'm Mrs. Huo! I am! These two are liars! Liars!"

Unable to accept reality, Zhou Mengying suddenly went into a state of madness.

But the crowd wouldn't let it go, staring at her as if she were a fool.

Amidst the chaos, Mrs. Zhou hurriedly pushed Zhou Wangyuan's wheelchair forward and said, "Ying'er, let's go quickly!"

"Walk?"

Huo Zhan's gaze, sharp as a cold blade, shot towards Fu Hengzhi and Zhou Mengying.

“Your actions disrupted the Huo family’s anniversary celebration and caused reputational damage to me and my wife. Security Department and Legal Department, you are responsible for handling this matter, and you will be severely punished.”

"Yes, Mr. Huo!"

The security chief and the legal director, along with their bodyguards, stepped forward simultaneously.

Fu Hengzhi and the Zhou family of three were all detained by bodyguards. Fu Hengzhi seemed to realize the truth of everything belatedly.

It was Huo Zhan who deliberately used fake diamonds and gold-rimmed invitations to sow discord between Zhou Mengying, causing the Zhou and Fu families to turn against each other first, then defeating them one by one, destroying the Fu family's foundation, and ultimately destroying the Zhou Group...

He only realized this terrible scheme today!

He roared furiously, "Huo Zhan! You're the one who plotted against us! You're the one who tricked us! You—!"

Before he could finish speaking, his mouth was covered by a bodyguard and he was forcibly dragged away.

Zhou Mengying also realized what was happening, and as she was being dragged past Su Muci, she suddenly burst into a shrill, maniacal laugh: "Hahaha..."

But he couldn't utter a single complete sentence.

She lost, she lost completely!

There is no chance of turning things around!

Zhou Wangyuan, in his wheelchair, looked at Su Muci, seemingly still clinging to hope for their father-daughter relationship, and murmured, "Muci, my daughter..."

Su Muci acted as if she hadn't heard, not even sparing a glance.

Zhou Wangyuan wanted to speak, but like Fu Hengzhi, his mouth was covered by bodyguards and he was taken away from the scene!

Huo Zhan wouldn't allow these annoying things to spoil Ci Ci's good mood even a little bit.

As the noise subsided and everyone's attention was focused on him, Huo Zhan, holding Su Muci's hand, slowly walked towards the champagne tower.

"Cici, come here."

"good."

Su Muchi picked up the wine glass and slowly poured it. The champagne flowed down from the top of the crystal glass tower, sparkling with brilliance.

At the subsequent celebration banquet, no one dared to sit down unless Su Muci took a seat; no one dared to touch their chopsticks unless Su Muci started eating.

Everyone present sighed, "A daughter should be like Mrs. Huo. She has an elegant temperament and unparalleled beauty. She is truly a woman who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the emperor of the business world!"

Meanwhile, online searches are constantly trending:

#Huo's Group Anniversary Celebration

#The Stunning Mrs. Huo

#Huo Zhan invests 20 billion in Su's Radio Station

These topics remained on the top of various media charts for ten days, with the entire internet sending their blessings to this seemingly perfect couple.

...

Ten months later, in the hospital's skin grafting operating room.

"ah--"

"Please, please give me anesthesia, please, ah—!"

The horrific screams echoed throughout the corridor.

People outside the door were whispering: "What's going on in there?"

"I heard she's a woman who abuses dogs. I don't know why, but her skin is covered in sores and she's getting skin grafts."

"The higher-ups specifically instructed that anesthesia was not allowed; we had to wait until all the rotten skin on her body was peeled off before we could graft new skin."

"Tsk tsk, so pitiful... But the person who abused the dog deserved this retribution."

"ah--!!!"

The screams rose again, and the air trembled violently as if it were being torn apart.

Zhou Mengying would never have imagined that she would personally experience the pain of skinning Xiao Qi alive in front of Su Muci back then!

Ultimately, she was in so much pain that she completely lost her mind. Before the new skin graft was even finished, everything went black, and she fainted.

Downstairs in the obstetrics clinic, Huo Zhan was carefully accompanying Su Muci during her prenatal checkup.

"Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Huo, it's a pair of twins."

The doctor smiled and handed over the ultrasound report.

Su Muci's eyes instantly welled up with tears: She was going to be a mother!

She slowly placed her hand on her flat stomach, where two tiny lives were growing.

Huo Zhan, standing beside her, held her hand tightly, his voice hoarse with excitement: "Cici, thank you for giving me the opportunity to become a father."

“I’ll send a notice to the company this afternoon to request a long leave so I can spend your pregnancy with you.”

After saying that, he leaned down to kiss her, but his phone suddenly rang, interrupting their tender moment.

It was Huo Junjun who called:

"Aunt Mu Ci! I'm no longer single! That pretentious Cheng Siyu finally knelt down and confessed his love to me! If it weren't for his good looks, I would have really rejected him outright to get revenge for his rejection of me back then!"

"But I'll tell you a secret: the reason this guy wouldn't agree to be with me before was because he has avoidant attachment disorder!"

"A psychologist who has a mental illness himself? This world is practically a large-scale makeshift mental illness troupe, hahaha. Luckily, I managed to take him down in the end. Let me save this little thing!"

Su Muci replied with a smile, "Congratulations, Junjun, today is a double celebration!"

"Double happiness? Could it be... you're pregnant?!"

"Yes, twins!"

While Su Muci was sharing the good news on the phone, Huo Zhan was being gently reminded by the doctor: "You can't have sex for three months."

Huo Zhan's smile froze.

Okay, for the sake of the two little ones, he'll endure it.

After ending the call, the two walked out of the hospital, and Su Muci's gaze suddenly stopped.

Not far away, at the food delivery locker, a familiar figure was delivering food with his head down, wearing a faded delivery uniform.

It was Fu Hengzhi.

He was investigated by the group for embezzling public funds and spent half a year in jail. He not only missed Fu Leiting's funeral, but also signed a ten-year contract with a food delivery company due to huge debts, and paid off his debts by delivering food.

The moment Fu Hengzhi looked up, he happened to bump into Su Muci, and his eyes instantly surged with overwhelming resentment and unwillingness.

"Smack—!"

He slammed the takeout he was holding onto the ground, splashing soup everywhere and getting it all over passersby.

Unfortunately, the passerby had a short temper and immediately flew into a rage: "Are you fucking blind? You're asking for a beating!"

Passersby called to their companions nearby, and the group punched and kicked Fu Hengzhi.

Fu Hengzhi was beaten until he spat out blood, but he still stared intently at the direction where Su Muci and Huo Zhan disappeared with his bloodshot eyes.

He hated it! He hated it so much!

With the final punch, Fu Hengzhi's vision went black, and he fainted.

In the distance, Su Muchi was put into the back seat of a Rolls-Royce by Huo Zhan, who had his arm around her waist.

Her gaze swept past the violent scene outside the window, a hint of mockery in her heart.

Fu Hengzhi, you deceived me for three years back then using your identity as a food delivery worker. Now, after all the twists and turns, congratulations, you've gotten what you wanted.

"Cici," Huo Zhan pulled her into his arms and asked gently, "You're pregnant. Are you still participating in this year's annual anchor competition?"

A glint flashed in Su Muci's eyes, and she nodded, saying, "I'll participate."

She added, "But this time, you're not allowed to bribe the judges. I'm going to win the championship based on my own abilities."

"Okay, whatever you say." Huo Zhan smiled and agreed, then lowered his head and placed a kiss on her forehead.

But as soon as he turned around, he took out his phone and sent a message to the organizing committee of the annual live streamer competition:

My wife is participating, and she won't let me throw the game. Please judge fairly, and don't make it too obvious.

The Rolls-Royce slowly drove away.

Sunlight streamed through the car window, illuminating their tightly clasped hands, warm and dazzling.

May the rest of my life be filled with happiness.

(End of article)