Cheng Zaozao shuddered in fright. "I'm sorry, brother-in-law. I know I was wrong. I won't cause you any more trouble. I'll go back to my room now."
Cheng Zaozao had only taken a few steps when Zhan Jingting's voice came from behind her again, "Wanwan has always valued your studies. While she's away, I hope you can do well in your studies and not disappoint her."
"I see."
Zhan Yin suppressed a laugh and waited until Cheng Zaozao left before speaking, "Uncle, I've never seen you treat your sister-in-law like that before. Look how scared she is."
"You're happy?" Zhan Jingting glanced at him. "Wanwan is missing, who are you trying to fool with that grinning face!"
Zhan Yin: "......"
"I was wrong, Uncle. I'll go out and find my friend right now to see if he can help me find out where Qiao Wanwan is."
......
Days passed by, and before they knew it, it was late summer. Three months had passed since Qiao Wanwan's accident.
During those three months that felt like an eternity, Zhan Jingting searched almost every corner of the capital and coastal cities, not to mention the sea where he never stopped searching, but still found nothing.
Qiao Wanwan has vanished without a trace, neither alive nor dead!
At the same time, the upper-class circles in the capital were also undergoing tremendous changes.
Wens Group suffered an unprecedented blow, with its funds shrinking by 50% in just three months, becoming a hot topic of conversation!
Unable to withstand the pressure, Wen Lixuan resigned from his position as president and went abroad. Left with no other choice, Wen Ru had to take over the Wen Group.
At 10:30 p.m., when Wen Lijing walked into the president's office, a stack of documents was thrown on the floor.
He subconsciously looked behind the desk and saw Wen Ru holding her forehead with an angry expression.
"Auntie, what's wrong?"
When Wen Ru saw Wen Lijing enter, her expression softened a bit. "Lijing, you're here? Have a seat."
Wen Lijing picked up the documents from the floor and placed them on his desk. "Is there too much work going on at the company?"
"Jing Ting has really gone mad. He clearly believes that Wen Xue didn't do it, yet he's still relentlessly suppressing the Wen Group, giving us absolutely no breathing room!"
“If Jingting had stopped, Lixuan wouldn’t have been forced to flee.” Wen Lijing smiled. “Speaking of which, Lixuan is the happiest. His dream has always been to be a director and make movies, but my father wanted him to inherit the family business, so he was forced to give up his dream.”
"Now it's all good. No one is stopping him from doing what he wants anymore. I heard he's already preparing for a movie abroad."
“That’s fine too. Someone in the Wen family has to be happy.” Wen Ru sighed. “The Wen Group’s predicament is getting worse and worse. Jing Ting is trying to force the Wen family to its death. If this continues, the Wen Group will go bankrupt in less than half a year.”
“Aunt, I don’t want you to work so hard. We, the Wen family, should not be held back by these material things. Jing Ting is taking his anger out on the Wen family because of Qiao Wanwan’s disappearance. No matter who pressed the button that caused the yacht explosion, it was Wen Xue who arranged it. The Wen family cannot escape responsibility.”
"The only way to prevent the Wen Group from going bankrupt is to sell it to Jing Ting. Only then can he calm down."
“No way.” Wen Ru said without hesitation, “The Wen Group is an industry built up by generations of the Wen family. My grandfather, your grandfather, and your father all devoted their lives to the Wen Group. How can we just sell it off like that?”
"Furthermore, the Wen family and the Zhan family have been sworn enemies for decades, even centuries. Now that we have lost, how can the ancestors of the Wen family rest in peace if we sell the Wen Group to the Zhan family? So this is absolutely unacceptable."
“But Auntie, it will be very hard for you to keep going like this.”
“I’m not afraid of hard work.” Wen Ru stood up, walked to the French windows, and looked at the bustling night view outside. “I will definitely protect the Wen Group. I will let our ancestors see that it is I, Wen Ru, who is protecting the Wen family.”
Wen Lijing stood up and walked to her side. "Aunt, what I mean is, now that the Wen Group is gone and Jing Ting has calmed down, he might let Wen Xue come back. People are more important than money, aren't they?"
“I also feel sorry for Wen Xue and really want her to come back, but Li Jing, you don’t understand Jing Ting at all. Do you really think that just because the Wen Group went bankrupt, he will let Wen Xue go? In his eyes, Wen Xue is the culprit behind Qiao Wanwan’s disappearance, and he will never let Wen Xue go.”
Wen Lijing was speechless. "Yes, with Jingting's personality, there's nothing he wouldn't dare to do, and no one he wouldn't dare to mess with."
“So don’t be so naive. There’s nothing we can do about Wen Xue.” Wen Ru turned to look at him. “If you want to find out about Wen Xue, you might as well go find Ruan Wanyi. At least she can get into Wutong Bay and has a say in Jing Ting’s eyes.”
"Okay, I'll give it a try."
......
When Ruan Wanyi arrived at Wutong Bay, Zhan Jingting was having lunch alone.
"Jingting, Mom made you some chicken soup." Ruan Wanyi opened the insulated box she had brought. "This chicken was bought from the countryside. It's a local chicken and very nutritious. Drink a couple more bowls of soup."
Zhan Jingting didn't even lift his eyelids. "Get to the point."
"Jingting, how can you treat your mother like this?" Ruan Wanyi placed the chicken soup she had served in front of him. "Go look in the mirror and see how thin you've become. Do you know how heartbroken and worried your mother is?"
“There are still eleven days left. He’s in a very bad state. He’s depressed all day long and has no mood for anything. He can’t even smile anymore…” Ruan Wanyi became more and more upset as she spoke. “Jingting, it’s been three months. Qiao Wanwan is not coming back, but you two have to live on. I’m begging you, please don’t torture yourselves anymore, okay?”
“I knew you came here to curse Wanwan to death,” Zhan Jingting raised his eyes and looked at her coldly. “You are my mother, and I will not do anything to you, but that doesn’t mean you can say these things. I’ll say it one last time: if you dare to mention Wanwan again, you can forget about ever stepping into this place again!”
Ruan Wanyi wiped away her tears, "I knew it! You'd abandon your mother for that woman! Fine, you don't want your mother, and you don't want your son either? Eleven is your only son!"
“I saw a psychologist a couple of days ago. The psychologist said he had severe depression and needed to be treated as soon as possible. After I told the doctor what had happened, the doctor said that in a situation like this, he needs to have a family member by his side and give him enough love so that he can get out of the pain of losing Qiao Wanwan.”
“Jingting, for the sake of Eleven, you must release Wen Xue. You’ve kept her locked up for three months; she’s already suffered enough punishment.”
Zhan Jingting put down his chopsticks. "Did the Wen family send you to plead for them?"
"How could you think that?" Ruan Wanyi closed her eyes sadly and said, "I have no feelings for Wen Xue. Even if I do, it's only because she gave birth to my grandson."
"I won't hide it from you, Wen Lijing did come to me and asked me to find out about Wen Xue's situation, but I'm definitely on your side and on the side of our Zhan family. I'm just discussing this with you for the sake of Eleven."
Zhan Jingting sneered, "Even if I release Wen Xue now, she won't be able to return to Eleven's side."
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