The van was driving to the Agarwood Apartments when a news article was posted online.

# Kim Hee-jin will personally preside over the Autumn/Winter fashion show of Ya Jin, the high-end luxury brand of Jinse Group. #

This news was bought to trend on search engines and has been floating on the homepage of search software ever since; it's hard not to notice it.

Xia Qing also saw the news on her phone, a mocking smile appearing on her lips. How could she not personally oversee things? Her son was being riddled with insults online; if she didn't personally intervene, the Qiao family would be left without anyone.

She exited the news page and sent a message to her father, Xia Guangyu.

[Dad, how's the preparation with the lawyer going?]

Xia Guangyu replied quickly: "The certificate has been obtained, Qingye. I'm sorry you had to endure this these past few days. Do what you truly want."

Xia Qing narrowed her beautiful phoenix eyes, pondering how to retaliate with enough force.

Just then, the phone rang again.

She took her phone out of her bag again; it was a message from Qiao An.

Here's a gift for you.

Along with the message came a document file titled "A Truly Explosive Revenge Plan." Xia Qing clicked on the file and quickly read through its contents. A smile involuntarily crept onto her lips.

That's fucking awesome.

This was Xia Qing's second curse word after "What a fucking irony" when she was kicked out of the group building by Qiao Qingchuan, but her state of mind was completely different now.

Back then, she wanted to die herself; now, she only wants the other person to go to hell.

The van arrived at the apartment parking lot, and following the address given by Joanne, we easily found the staff dormitory, room 2018 in building 7.

The staff dormitory is a large, single-level apartment with four bedrooms. There is a lounge area and a small kitchen where you can cook simple meals. Each room has a bathroom with a bathtub. The living environment is indeed much better than when we lived in the villa.

Mu Hua simply assigned rooms. The largest room had two beds and was a standard room layout. This room was for Du Xiaoruo and Lele.

The room with the best view, overlooking the community's garden and swimming pool, features a princess-style bed with sheer curtains. This room is for Xia Qing and Xiang Xiang to stay in.

The remaining two rooms had similar layouts and were decorated in a simple and clean minimalist style. Mu Hua gave the room far from the corridor to Ni An, while she and Xiao Shu stayed in the room next to the public corridor.

Wow, Mu Hua is so sweet. He saved himself the worst room, the one next to the hallway, which might be noisy.

High-end apartments like the one in Chenxiang don't have noise problems; the soundproofing is excellent.

[Yes, when they came in, I saw that the hallway floor was carpeted, so there wouldn't be any noise even though it was right next to the hallway. I was still touched by Mu Hua's kindness.]

[Where's Mr. Ha? Wasn't he supposed to be in this apartment building? I haven't seen him for almost half a day.]

[Mr. Ha is probably preparing for tomorrow's Yajin Autumn/Winter fashion show. Although it's that scumbag Qiao who's managing Yajin, it's still ultimately a Qiao family business, so Mr. Ha will likely attend.]

Ugh, just thinking about that scumbag Joe instantly ruins my mood.

After being assigned a room, Mu Hua changed into a light gray set of loungewear and came out of the room. He leisurely leaned back on the sofa and took out his phone to search for nearby takeout options.

"It's too hot outside. I'll order takeout for lunch, and then have a good rest in the afternoon. Tomorrow, I'll start my hard-working life again."

According to the program team's arrangements, they were expected to be out sweating and looking for a place to live this afternoon, dragging their suitcases. But thanks to the blessing of Ha, the Living Buddha, they have a leisurely afternoon enjoying air conditioning and takeout.

When the three children heard that they were going to order takeout, they all gathered around Mu Hua.

"I want a hamburger, a hamburger, a hamburger~" Little Shu saw the round bread slices with cheese slices and beef patties in the middle on the food delivery app, and happily wiggled her chubby little bottom and started spinning around.

"And you?" Mu Hua asked the others.

Imagine the cute and innocent answer: "I want this, a Turkish spicy black pork and cheese hot dog, no chili, plus a medium fries and a glass of orange juice."

"I'll go, I'll go." Little Shu twisted and turned, turning to her father's side. He couldn't read very well, so he reached out and tapped on the picture a few times. "I want to send one, send one and send one."

What does Lele want?

Lele leaned against the back of the sofa and decisively chose a cod burger, cola, and popcorn chicken.

Mu Hua stood up, holding her phone, and asked everyone what they wanted to eat. After that, she sat back down on the sofa, scratching her forehead in confusion.

"Hey, what are you all going to eat again?"

In the live stream room,

[Brother Hua, why didn't you just add it to your cart when you asked? Now let's see how you handle this.]

To be fair, while Mu Hua is a renowned actor, his organizational skills are somewhat lacking.

It's alright, but I'm terrible at accounting. I'm the one who does all the restaurant bills.

Lele lay on the back of the sofa, her legs dangling in the air, and easily recited everyone's menu.

"Two Turkish spicy black pork and cheese hot dogs, one without chili, two chicken wraps, two cod burgers, two orange juices, two large fries, four medium fries (but I think it would be more cost-effective to just order two large fries), eight ice cream cones, two servings of popcorn chicken, and four pairs of Orleans chicken wings."

Lele effortlessly recited the long menu, not forgetting to remind the petrified Mu Hua.

"There's a discount here. If you add a spicy chicken leg to your current order, you can participate in the discount and save 28 yuan."

Mu Hua froze again, "...Lele, what was the price you calculated in your head?"

Lele scratched his head a little embarrassedly, making his little tuft of hair all messy. He wanted to say that this was very simple for him, but remembering his father's advice to be low-key, he just smiled shyly.

But that's enough for the live stream.

Lele's mathematical logic is really strong. Has he received any special training?

Some people are just naturally good at calculations, and Lele's family is so well-off, they'll definitely train his special skills.

[Actually, kids these days are really smart, but it's rare to see someone like Lele who isn't arrogant or impatient; she even gets shy when praised.]

After everyone finished their takeout, they went back to their rooms to rest. The cameras in the rooms were covered with bath towels, turning the live stream room into darkness. Director Kang thus inexplicably lost an afternoon's worth of viewership.

Just as Du Xiaoruo lay down, she heard a series of "bang" sounds coming from the rooftop, like someone forcefully pounding on the floor above.

The sound stopped after two bangs.

She had just closed her eyes when the "bang bang" started again. This time the sound was even louder than before.

Du Xiaoruo opened her eyes and saw that Lele on the next bed had already gotten up, looking groggy as if she had just been woken up.

"Mom, what sound did you just hear?"

The air conditioner was on in the room, and the temperature was a bit low. Du Xiaoru buried her chin in the quilt. Before she could say anything, there were two loud "bangs," which startled Lele so much that she jumped onto Du Xiaoru's bed.

"Mom, could it be an earthquake?"

Du Xiaoruo had never experienced an earthquake, but based on her experience, she knew that earthquakes usually strike suddenly and there shouldn't be such a big commotion beforehand.

Could it be that the house structure is damaged, or is it about to collapse?

But in either case, you should get out of there as soon as possible.

Du Xiaoruo and Lele rushed out of the bedroom barefoot without even putting on their shoes, and encountered other people who were equally panicked in the lounge.

Mu Hua remained relatively calm, telling everyone not to panic and to leave the room to check with the property management.

No one had time to change clothes, so they went out in their pajamas.

The management of Chenxiang Apartments is in the style of a business hotel. The property reception hall is decorated like a high-end hotel, with magnificent crystal chandeliers hanging in the grand lobby.

They were dressed in casual clothes, their hair disheveled, sitting on the grand leather sofa in the living room, looking particularly conspicuous. Noticing passersby staring in their direction, Du Xiaoruo unconsciously shrank into a corner.

A short while later, the property manager came to greet everyone.

In everyone's description, the property manager had a knowing look on his face.

"Here's the thing, everyone. First of all, there's no safety hazard involved, so you can all relax. Also, a mother and her child live upstairs in apartment 2018 of building 7. The child is still quite young, so he sometimes makes a little noise at home. And since the mother is a single parent, please understand, okay?"

“That’s no small noise,” Mu Hua said calmly. “You can feel it for yourself; it’s like an elephant stepping on your head.”

The property manager smiled awkwardly, his expression clearly indicating he had already experienced this before.

"Now that we know the source of the noise, would you please come up with us so we can discuss it together?" Xia Qing said politely, holding the sleepy Xiangxiang in her arms.

The property manager looked troubled, remained silent for a long time, and then sighed as if he had made a great decision.

"Okay, I'll go with you all to discuss this."

The group took the elevator to the door of room 2118, and the manager rang the doorbell.

A fierce middle-aged woman's voice quickly came from inside the door, "Who is it?"

"Hello, this is the property management staff. We have something to discuss with you. Could you please open the door for us?"

The security door clicked open, revealing a middle-aged woman with her hair covered in curling irons. She stood inside, arms crossed, blocking the doorway with her body.

"What? What do you want?"

"That's right." The property manager pointed to Mu Hua and the others standing next to him, "These are the residents who moved in in 2018. They just came to the property management office to report that they heard a lot of noise coming from your house, so we came to check it out."

"What do you know? You keep trying to find out everything. I told you it's not my house. Can't you understand human language? I'll say it one last time, this isn't my house. If you come again, I'm calling the police. Damn it, this is so annoying."

The security door slammed shut with a bang, leaving the property manager and everyone else looking at each other in bewilderment.

"As you've seen, there's absolutely no way to communicate with them." The property manager shrugged.

"The landlord of this room you rented moved out because she couldn't stand the noise. She's been fighting for it for over a year, but it's been useless. Why don't you try calling the police? But we've called the police many times before, and it's no use. The police can't just arrest her and lock her up in this kind of situation."

After the property manager left, everyone returned to their rooms dejectedly. Upstairs, as if in retaliation for what had just happened, they started making even louder noises. No one knew how they were making such noises, but it really sounded like a hundred elephants walking by upstairs, making people worry that the building might collapse at any moment.

It was impossible to stay in the room, so everyone went out to the corridor and squatted down.

"Why don't we call the police?" Ni An suggested. "We can't just stay squatting in the stairwell forever."

"Yes, let's call the police," Xia Qing suggested. "Let the police come and listen to the noise themselves. It's impossible for anyone to live here. They should be able to handle it, right?"

"Okay, let's try calling the police first." Mu Hua took out his phone and dialed the police number.

Just then, the door to room 2007 across the street suddenly opened, and Joan walked out wearing a navy blue blazer and beige casual pants. It was clear that he had just dressed up carefully, not only was his attire elegant and formal, but his hair was also combed meticulously.

When he saw the group of messy people squatting by the wall, a sense of foreboding rushed to his head.

"Mr. Ha?"

Mu Hua suddenly stood up, his eyes like a vampire spotting its prey again. He strode forward and grabbed Qiao An's shoulder.

"It's so nice to see you. Are you heading out?"

Qiao An cautiously took two steps back, her grey-blue eyes sweeping over them. She didn't answer Mu Hua's question, but instead asked cautiously,

Why don't you go inside?

Everyone chimed in with their stories about the elephant trampling around the house, and Joanne listened for a long time, feeling utterly overwhelmed.

These unlucky bastards are truly unlucky beyond belief; their misfortune has reached its peak.

Joanne turned around and unlocked the combination lock.

"This is my temporary accommodation. Please go in and wait. I may not be back tonight because I have something to do. Please make yourselves at home."

After giving a brief explanation, he hurriedly left.

Qiao An indeed did not return all night. The police came and said there was insufficient evidence, instructing them to record the conversation as evidence, and then left.

Thankfully, the noise from upstairs stopped after midnight, and everyone managed to get a few hours of sleep.

Beibei Restaurant has reopened, and because of the expanded scale of operations, it's even busier than in the first phase.

Du Xiaoruo overheard the guests talking around noon that Yajin would be having a global live broadcast of its autumn/winter new product launch at 8 pm tonight, and that Kim Hee-jin would be personally supporting her son.

At 7:30 p.m., Qiao An's Bentley arrived at the venue for the Ya Jin new product launch on time.

As soon as the car came to a stop, a security guard from the venue, dressed in a black suit and wearing white gloves, opened the car door for him.

Qiao An wore a peace dove suit from L brand. The pure white suit set made his features look even more exquisite. Secretary Jin, Yu Pan and Otto behind him were also dressed elegantly and appropriately. The eye-catching presence of these handsome men made it seem as if they were the main characters of the event.

As soon as she reached the entrance of the venue, Qiao An was surrounded by a swarm of entertainment reporters.

"Mr. Qiao, what's your opinion on Qiao Qingchuan's affair? Since the affair happened, it's said that you haven't been in Wencheng. Are you intentionally avoiding this matter?"

Joanne stood in front of the camera, gracefully taking the microphone from the reporter's hand.

"It's not that I'm avoiding it, it's just that I happen to have something to do and need to leave Wencheng. As for the affair, what do I think? Well... I'm too ashamed to look at it."

The reporter chuckled, "Mr. Qiao is really humorous."

Joanne continued,

“I feel very sorry that the Qiao family has committed such a disgraceful act. As a member of the Qiao family, I feel ashamed. Whoever has committed a moral or legal offense should be held accountable for their actions, instead of hiding behind their mother like a spoiled child. What do you think?”

As soon as Qiao An spoke, the scene erupted in uproar.

This is completely different from what Kim Hee-jin said, that "the Qiao family will always be together and face the crisis together." It can be said that Qiao An's words did not give his mother any face at all, and slapped Kim Hee-jin hard twice.

Because the press conference was broadcast live globally, Joanne slapped him in front of a global audience.

In the live stream room,

Wow, is Mr. Ha really that ruthless? I even called him a villain before, but I sincerely apologize to him now.

Why call him Boss Ha? Shouldn't he be called Boss Qiao?

Haven't you watched Beibei Restaurant's live stream? Beibei Restaurant's fans all call him Boss Ha.

[Really? Then I'm going to check out Beibei Restaurant too. Just for Ha Zong's values, I'm willing to contribute my views.]

[Go check it out, you'll laugh yourself to death! Ha Zong is now a regular guest and a frequent guest at Bei Bei's restaurant.]

At this moment, Kim Hee-jin's car arrived at the venue, and the entertainment reporters who had been surrounding Qiao An scattered in a flash, all crowding around Kim Hee-jin and Qiao Qingchuan.

Kim Hee-jin smiled and remained silent in the face of all the reporters' questions, and was escorted directly into the venue by security guards.

At 8 o'clock sharp, the lights dimmed and a spotlight shone on the catwalk.

Kim Hee-jin wore a blue dress with gold flecks, her gray hair was elegantly styled in a low bun at the back of her head, and she wore exaggerated sapphire earrings that complemented the equally luxurious and extravagant sapphire necklace around her neck.

With Qiao Qingchuan's help, she walked to the center of the catwalk. Although she was over sixty years old, Kim Hee-jin was well-maintained. Coupled with her luxurious attire, her inherent aura of a noblewoman was dazzling and captivating.

"First of all, welcome to the Yajin Autumn/Winter Fashion Show. This show is a labor of love from Mr. Qiao Qingchuan. The theme of the clothing that will be presented next is 'Reshaping Femininity.' A couple of years ago, there was a trend of androgynous style. This time, our design has revived very feminine elements such as lace, velvet, and rhinestones to redefine the femininity that belongs to Yajin."

As Kim Hee-jin finished speaking, an entertainment reporter stood up and asked,

"Teacher Jin, is your support for Ya Jin this time actually to help Qiao Qingchuan deflect public pressure regarding his infidelity? So you're just going to let your son disregard morality like this?"

A buzz of whispers arose from the crowd. Kim Hee-jin's expression turned grim. She had repeatedly instructed the reporters to screen those allowed in, and she wondered how this rotten apple had managed to sneak in.

But she quickly adjusted her expression, still smiling elegantly.

"Qingchuan's matter is ultimately a matter between the young couple, and we outsiders shouldn't meddle. As the saying goes, no cat is immune to temptation, and no good man is without training. I think this young lady is still quite young; you'll understand once you're married."

As Kim Hee-jin finished speaking, the giant screen projection behind her slowly descended, and Xia Qingye's face appeared on the projection, which seemed to be the live broadcast site of Beibei Restaurant.

Xia Qing was also surrounded by reporters, who were asking her for her opinion on Qiao Qingchuan's infidelity.

"I will never tolerate Qiao Qingchuan's infidelity. The Xia family's lawyer has officially filed for divorce from Qiao Qingchuan. It is not as the outside world has said that we have reconciled. I will never forgive a cheating scumbag. I would also like to tell all girls that it is not terrible to encounter a scumbag. What is most terrifying is to ruin your whole life for a scumbag."

Kim Hee-jin's face turned pale instantly. She whispered to the staff member next to her, "What's going on? Turn it off right now."

However, because the microphone was still on, her words were also transmitted through the microphone, causing the audience to burst into laughter again.

At the Beibei Restaurant, the reporter continued, "Ms. Xia, it's rumored that even after your affair, you still accepted a very valuable antique necklace from the Jin family. Is that true?"

"real."

Xia Qing nodded, readily admitting it.

“This antique necklace has now been donated to the Wencheng Jewelry Association free of charge. My thought is that beautiful things have their value and should not be left in the hands of scumbags to be tainted.”

At the press conference, some people were laughing, some were clapping, and it was a chaotic mess.

Kim Hee-jin whispered, "Stop the press conference immediately and block the news."

A staff member reminded her, "Sister Zhen, this is being broadcast live globally, and the news probably can't be kept secret."

After Xia Qing clarified the incident, the live stream from Beibei Restaurant was switched off. Immediately afterwards, another video played on the giant screen.

The video features a woman with a refined and elegant appearance, wearing a pure white dress. She looks calmly at the camera and states her thoughts.

"Hello everyone, my name is Han Nianwei. Ten years ago, I was Jin Xizhen's private vocal coach. While I was working for the Qiao family, Qiao Qingchuan raped me. Afterwards, Jin Xizhen used her power to cover it up, which caused me to wander outside for ten years. Today, I want to make this public."

If Xia Qingye's words were a bullet, then Han Nianwei's appearance was undoubtedly a bombshell, causing a huge uproar both on-site and in global live broadcasts.

From the moment Han Nianwei appeared, Jin Xizhen's face turned a lifeless gray, while Qiao Qingchuan was backstage throwing a tantrum, smashing things and cursing loudly, completely disregarding his image.

"Turn off the screen! Turn it off! You fucking idiots, don't you want to live anymore?"

Large beads of sweat rolled down the staff member's forehead. "Mr. Qiao, the multimedia room is locked. We're trying to find a way to open it."

Han Nianwei recounted the entire incident, concluding with a firm tone,

"According to Chinese law, cases where the victim files a complaint within the statute of limitations, but the relevant authorities fail to file a case when they should have, are not subject to the statute of limitations. Hereby, I announce that I will continue to appeal against Qiao Qingchuan's evil deeds, requesting the law to give me justice, and also requesting continued public oversight of this matter."

"Mr. Qiao, it's open! It's open!" The staff member smashed the door of the multimedia room with a sledgehammer and shouted to Qiao Qingchuan with great joy.

But it was too late.

Qiao Qingchuan kicked the staff member in the stomach in a fit of rage, then slumped to the ground in despair. It was all over.