Chapter 68 Tan Qingying
The Lu family.
"Smack—"
The crisp cracking sound was particularly jarring in the quiet living room as Xie Yutong's limited-edition perfume shattered on the floor tiles.
"Eighty million? To build twenty Hope Primary Schools?"
Xie Yutong gripped the leather sofa armrest tightly, her meticulously manicured nails almost embedded in the leather. "Lu Jianhong, are you crazy?"
Lu Jianhong loosened his tie and sat wearily beside her: "Given the circumstances at the time, I had no choice but to agree."
He put his arm around his wife's shoulder, and although he himself was not sure, he still comforted her, saying, "Don't worry, there will be a lot of room for flexibility in practice."
"Flexibility? No matter what, this is an astronomical sum." Xie Yutong sneered. "That girl who just got internet access in a thousand years, is there really nothing we can do about her?"
Lu Jianhong's pupils suddenly contracted.
It's as if I can see again that night by the Dream Lake, the infant spirit's bluish-purple little hand reaching out from the murky lake water.
He subconsciously touched the amulet in the inside pocket of his suit, which he had obtained from Kaiyuan Temple at great expense afterward.
Otherwise, he would probably have nightmares every night.
“If you had seen it with your own eyes…” Lu Jianhong’s voice trembled involuntarily, “She just chanted a few incantations, and those vengeful ghosts… Unless you can find a more powerful expert than her, we are helpless against her.”
Xie Yutong's delicate eyebrows were furrowed into a knot.
She walked slowly back to her husband's side and gently placed her hand on his arm: "Doesn't that woman in the capital still owe us a favor?"
"No! We can't use that person's connections lightly!" Lu Jianhong stood up abruptly as if he had been burned. He lowered his voice, as if afraid of being overheard, "This matter ends here."
Xie Yutong lowered her eyelashes, concealing the resentment in her eyes.
"Honey, about that ruby necklace I promised to buy you at the auction last time..." Lu Jianhong said apologetically, "You know, after this incident, the company's cash flow is not good, so I'm afraid you'll have to make do with it for the time being."
Xie Yutong gave an understanding smile, "Sharing your burdens is what a wife should do. Let's face it together."
From an angle where Lu Jianhong couldn't see her, she stared at the remnants of the perfume on the ground, her eyes filled with gloom.
the next day.
Two elegant ladies, wearing face masks, lay side by side on comfortable benches in the VIP treatment room of a beauty salon, while an aromatherapy diffuser sprayed rose essential oil mist beside them.
"That charlatan streamer asked for 80 million right off the bat," Xie Yutong's muffled voice came from under her 24K gold face mask.
"Eighty million!"
Xie Yutong's friend, Tan Qingying, who is also a wealthy socialite, suddenly sat up, almost causing her face mask to fall off.
The beautician rushed forward to fix the problem, but was impatiently waved away.
"Isn't that right?" Xie Yutong gave a cold laugh, her face mask wrinkling as she did so. "A quack doctor, even more bloodsucking than a capitalist."
After Xie Yutong finished speaking, she suddenly lowered her voice as if she remembered something, not wanting the beautician to hear and spread the word, "I'm afraid I'll have to cancel my Paris Haute Couture trip next season."
Tan Qingying lay back down and waved her hand, "It's okay, I'm tired of those fashion shows anyway."
She paused, then asked casually, "Um... is that 'Millennium Network' really that effective?"
"It's really weird." Xie Yutong perked up instantly when talking about gossip unrelated to her own family, and her originally lazy voice became animated. "You know about the Fan family just finding their biological youngest son, right? She's the one who figured it out. I heard they didn't even do a paternity test, she just looked at his face and figured it out."
After Xie Yutong finished recounting all the rumors with lingering enthusiasm, Tan Qingying listened quietly, her face expressionless, but her heart was filled with turmoil.
She seemed to be deep in thought, and silently memorized the anchor's name.
—[Millennium Gangtong Network].
After returning home in the evening, Tan Qingying closed the bedroom door and drew the curtains.
Only after confirming that her husband had gone to a branch office in another city for a meeting that evening did she cautiously turn on her phone.
Tan Qingying typed in 【千年刚通网】 and a live stream with gold text on a black background popped up on the screen.
"The host will start broadcasting at 10 o'clock."
The live stream screen went black, with only this one line of announcement quietly appearing on the screen.
Tan Qingying bit her lip, but instead of quitting, she gently swiped her finger across the screen, browsing through past live stream replays.
The mystery of Lai Cai's background (see "Lai Cai's Choice" for the next installment)
[The terrifying elevator ordeal at the Trembling Building]
[A True Account of the Spirit Salvation Ceremony at Youmeng Lake]
Each headline was like a hook, fiercely catching her curiosity.
Tan Qingying's fingers clenched tightly.
—She has a secret.
A secret that absolutely must never be known to anyone.
Ten years ago, Tan Qingying gave birth to a child, but that child...
It wasn't her husband's.
She didn't even know whose it was.
Over the years, Tan Qingying has lived in fear, terrified that her child's appearance will reveal the secret when he grows up.
And now, this streamer can see through blood ties at a glance...
Tan Qingying's breathing became rapid, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.
She absolutely had to contact this streamer.
At the very least, she needs to be the first to know the truth in order to take appropriate measures to mitigate the risks.
Ten years ago, Tan Qingying was not yet Mrs. Song, but just an ordinary secretary in the Song Group.
At a business dinner, the atmosphere was lively and enthusiastic, with glasses clinking and toasts flowing freely.
But for Tan Qingying, it was a nightmare.
After the event ended, she felt dizzy and her consciousness gradually faded.
He staggered into the hotel corridor, cursing the damn drinking culture.
The dim yellow light flickered in her eyes, and the soft carpet beneath her feet made her almost lose her balance.
Later memories are like broken puzzle pieces, a chaotic mess.
All she remembered was the crystal chandelier spinning in her line of sight and the rough silk sheets rubbing against her back.
She probably went into the wrong room and ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger without really knowing what was going on.
A month later, fate took an unexpected turn.
Her boss, Song Mingyuan, the second young master of the Song Group, actually proposed to her.
Song Mingyuan looked at her with deep affection and said, "I've liked you for a long time."
At that moment, Tan Qingying was moved to tears.
She felt as if she were in a romantic novel, where a domineering young master falls in love with a pretty secretary.
Blinded by love, she accepted the marriage proposal without hesitation and soon married into a wealthy family, living the life of a rich wife that everyone envied.
A month later, Tan Qingying discovered she was pregnant. She was overjoyed, believing it to be the fruit of her love with Song Mingyuan.
But when she went to the hospital for a checkup, the doctor told her that the baby was already two months old.
The doctor's words struck her like a bolt from the blue; she then realized that the child was not Song Mingyuan's at all.
No matter how hard she racked her brains, she still couldn't remember what the strange man looked like or who he was.
Tan Qingying originally wanted to keep it a secret from everyone and secretly abort the child to end this nightmare.
But fate seemed to love playing tricks on her. Song Mingyuan accidentally found the pregnancy test she had left at home. Overjoyed, he picked her up and excitedly shouted, "I'm going to be a dad!"
This child will be the eldest grandson of the Song family in the next generation.
The entire Song family was immersed in the joy of welcoming a new life.
Looking at Song Mingyuan's expectant expression and then at the Song family members who were taking such good care of her, Tan Qingying felt extremely conflicted.
While she hesitated, her belly grew bigger day by day.
In the end, she couldn't bring herself to give birth to the child.
The seeds of fear gradually grew into a towering tree.
Just as Tan Qingying was reminiscing about the past and breaking out in a cold sweat, the anchor she was waiting for, [Qiannian Gangtongwang], started broadcasting.
Lu Yao sat gracefully on the futon, her figure light and ethereal, surrounded by a soft halo, with a mysterious golden light emanating from behind her, making her appear like a deity.
With trembling fingers, Tan Qingying sent out donations one after another without hesitation, praying in her heart that she could be the one destined to receive the answer she had been searching for tonight.
"Hibiscus flowers are in bloom. Please, this person who is destined to meet me, come up and connect with me."
Tan Qingying's heart was practically leaping out of her throat.
They actually clicked on her!
She quickly requested a voice call and frantically turned on the voice changer function.
She absolutely cannot let anyone know her true identity, otherwise, what awaits her is utter ruin...
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