Chapter 15 The crux of the problem: "If my wife finds out and gets angry, I guarantee..."
"Oh..." Qiao Yunzheng's tone showed little surprise, only regret for missing the opportunity to be honest.
But Su Ran was too excited to notice her abnormality and said to herself, "Today's Kunming Daily front page headline: Wen Hong, the young master of the Wen family, has made a triumphant return after years of hardship and obscurity! Tsk tsk tsk, I never thought that the good-for-nothing second-generation rich kid from the landlord's family was such a powerful figure! He's really amazing! Amazing! So damn amazing."
Qiao Yunzheng's ears were ringing from her screams, so she closed her eyes and moved the phone further away.
After calming down a bit, Su Ran let out a soft "Eh?": "Huh? Qiao Qiao, aren't you surprised?"
Qiao Yunzheng calmly replied, "Really? That's quite surprising!"
"Tsk," Su Ran said suspiciously, "That's right. With the power of your Qiao family, you should have heard about this spoiled brat by now. It's normal that you're not surprised... Speaking of which, Qiao Qiao, what does Wen Hong look like in real life? Is he even more handsome than in the news?"
Despite her prejudice against Wen Hong, Qiao Yunzheng had to admit that he was indeed quite handsome. He was 1.9 meters tall, with excellent bone structure, long and narrow eyes, and a sharp, piercing look. So she nodded honestly, "He is quite handsome."
After she finished speaking, Qiao Yunzheng could almost hear Su Ran swallowing.
"However," Su Ran's tone suddenly changed, "what happened to this young master who used to be all over the news? He's actually getting engaged now..."
Qiao Yunzheng's heart skipped a beat.
The feeling of having a knife to your throat, about to fall but not quite, is no better than this.
She swallowed hard and called out to her in the gentlest tone she had ever used: "Ranran, let me explain..."
Su Ran: "Hey, what are you explaining? You're just his employer, not his sugar daddy. It's normal that you don't know some things. Your gentle and kind-hearted girl wouldn't be so harsh on our Qiao Qiao over such a small matter..."
Su Ran's reaction to her concealment was surprisingly calm, and Qiao Yunzheng had a feeling that something was wrong.
Before I could investigate further, I heard the notification sound of a new WeChat message.
She tapped the little red "1", and a selfie of a girl popped up. She had bright eyes and white teeth, and looked like a girl who had been pampered and spoiled.
"You saw the photos I sent you, right?" Su Ran said dramatically. "This is Wen Hong's fiancée, as revealed by the Wen family! She's beautiful, but I always feel like something's missing..."
Qiao Yunzheng stared at the photo for a long time.
"Maybe it's because we're so used to seeing my Qiaoqiao, that other girls just seem a bit bland in comparison... It's a pity Wen Hong has so many scandals, otherwise, with that face, putting her next to our Qiaoqiao would be a real treat for the eyes..."
Su Ran's continuous muttering drifted into Qiao Yunzheng's ears, but not a single word was uttered.
She stared at the girl in the photo, her mind filled with questions:
This is... Wen Hong's fiancée? Fiancée?
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Wen Hong was called home by Wen Jinliang. As soon as she entered the house, she heard the sounds of many people talking and laughing in the main hall.
He frowned, wanting to turn around and leave, but remembering the trending headlines on the news yesterday, he stepped inside anyway.
There were five or six people sitting in the main hall of the Wen family. When he came in, they all turned around and greeted him warmly, as if they were old friends: "Ah Hong is back?"
Of these people, Wen Hong only recognized one: Cao Yi, the daughter of the Cao family who had been following him around recently. She glanced at Wen Hong quickly, a perfectly measured blush appearing on her face.
At the woman's prompting, Cao Yi stood up, walked to Wen Hong, and softly called out, "Wen Hong, you're back."
The people standing nearby also smiled, seemingly pleased to see the "golden couple" in front of them.
Wen Hong's gaze did not waver even slightly. He didn't even look at Cao Yi standing in front of him, but walked straight past her and continued walking forward.
Stepmother Yang Rulan felt somewhat embarrassed. She wanted to say something, but couldn't open her mouth. In this family, although she was the mother, she really had no say.
Wen Hong's gaze lingered briefly on Yang Rulan's face before quickly shifting away.
He went straight upstairs, leaving behind a crowd of people with varying expressions and a Yang Rulan with an embarrassed look on her face.
Wen Jinliang was already waiting in the study. He had just finished writing a calligraphy piece with four characters in a vigorous and elegant style: "厚德载物" (Hou De Zai Wu).
Wen Hong pushed the door open without knocking and entered. Caught off guard, Wen Jinliang dropped a drop of ink onto the Xuan paper, staining the right half of the character "德" (virtue). He looked up in displeasure, lamenting the ruined character.
Wen Hong sat down on the sofa opposite him with a swagger, glanced at the calligraphy, and revealed undisguised sarcasm.
"You haven't improved at all over the years, and you don't even know the most basic manners." Perhaps to show his authority as the father, Wen Jinliang always habitually criticizes his son on their first meeting.
Wen Hong crossed his legs and casually uttered two words: "Follow your roots."
Wen Jinliang was so angry that his face turned pale, but remembering the important matter at hand, he had to suppress his anger and soften his tone slightly: "Yi Yi and his family are downstairs, go and say hello."
Wen Hong seemed not to hear, slumped on the sofa, and fiddled with her phone.
"We'll be family sooner or later, so let's not be impolite and make ourselves a laughingstock," Wen Jinliang advised earnestly.
Wen Hong finally looked up at him, her face full of surprise: "Family? Are you planning to take a concubine? Did Miao Miao's mother agree?"
"You!" Wen Jinliang was so angry that his hand trembled. He suddenly stood up and pointed at Wen Hong's nose, "I'm your father!"
Wen Hong lost her patience, but remained seated calmly: "You think I came back to listen to your nonsense?"
With a "thud," he tossed his phone onto Wen Jinliang's desk. "Did you buy this trending topic?"
Wen Jinliang lowered his eyes. On his phone screen was the Kuncheng News website, with the headline revealing the hidden identity of the Wen family's young master and his so-called fiancée acknowledged by the Wen family.
Thinking of the Wen family's great momentum today, which was actually thanks to this son, Wen Jinliang's anger subsided a bit: "Last time I listened to you and withdrew my investment from Qiao Zhenhuai. This time, because of you, our family business has reached a new level. Consider it your repayment. Besides, you can also take advantage of the Wen family's momentum. It's a win-win situation."
Wen Hong gritted his teeth, then suddenly sneered, "Win-win? You think the Wen family is worth your attention?" He pulled out a document from somewhere and slammed it on the table. "This is my lawyer's letter. Prepare to respond to the lawsuit regarding your company's malicious defamation!"
“Oh, by the way,” Wen Hong said with a look of disdain and mockery, “you probably haven’t really looked into me. I, Wen Hong, have never lost a case.”
Wen Jinliang was furious to be sued by his own son: "Wen Hong! You're an ungrateful wretch!"
Wen Hong raised an eyebrow: "I wouldn't dare accept that." He clicked his tongue twice and continued unhurriedly, "Eating off someone else's child and taking over someone else's place are your specialties, Wen Jinliang! How does a mere ingrate rank?"
He glanced at the time; it was already late. He suddenly remembered that before he left, Qiao Yunzheng, her body damp with sweat and her big, wet eyes blinking, had said to him with what she thought was a great performance, "Then be careful."
My heart suddenly felt warm.
Wen Hong stood up: "It's nothing else, I just came to inform you that you'd better remove those messy things, otherwise, if my wife finds out and gets angry, I guarantee you'll lose everything."
With that, he took a big step and started to walk away.
"Wen Hong!" Wen Jinliang called out to him, "Why don't you understand?"
Wen Jinliang changed tactics and began to patiently persuade him: "You were reckless and ignorant when you were young, causing so much trouble. Every time, I was the one who cleaned up your messes. Now you've finally made a name for yourself and reversed those stereotypes of you being a lazy bum. After marrying Yi Yi, you can also establish yourself as a family-oriented and good husband. This is beneficial to the Wen family in every way! In the end, this huge company will still fall on your shoulders... Become a lawyer? How much money can you make there? And that fallen heiress of the Qiao family, she's in dire straits herself, what good can she do for you?"
Wen Hong turned to the side, her mockery palpable: "First, the Wen family is too insignificant to afford me; second, you don't need to remind me, I will take over the company, because it was never owned by the Wen family in the first place; finally, you have no right to comment on my lifestyle."
Having said that, he didn't waste any more words and walked towards the door.
All that could be heard was the loud thud of a teacup hitting the ground inside the door, followed by the clatter of shattered pieces.
When they got downstairs, apart from his stepmother Yang Rulan, everyone else was already gone. They had probably heard the commotion upstairs and slipped away.
Wen Hong glanced at her, said nothing, and walked straight past her.
Yang Rulan clenched her fists, took a deep breath, and called out to him, "Wen Hong, wait a minute..."
Wen Hong showed no emotion towards her stepmother; the number of times she had spoken to her over the years could be counted on one hand.
"What's wrong?" He stopped, though he was impatient.
Yang Rulan seemed hesitant, and after a long while, she asked softly, "The injuries your father sustained last time... are they healed?"
Wen Hong clearly didn't want to hear this, nor did she intend to engage in any false politeness with her. She turned to leave.
Seeing this, Yang Rulan hurriedly asked, "I wanted to ask, what is your relationship with that Miss Qiao?"
Wen Hong raised an eyebrow: "Are you here on behalf of the Cao family to demand an explanation?"
Yang Rulan quickly waved her hand: "I didn't... I just heard from your dad that you dated that girl back then, and because of that, he even went to see that girl's father, the old chairman of the Qiao Group who passed away. But later I heard that she dumped you..."
Wen Hong's brow twitched suddenly. He had never mentioned his past relationship with Qiao Yunzheng to the Wen family.
Her heart began to pound for no reason. Wen Hong straightened up and took a few steps closer to Yang Rulan: "What did you say?"
Yang Rulan was somewhat intimidated by his imposing manner, but she still forced herself to say, "I was worried that you would get hurt by that girl again, so I thought I'd ask you..."
“No, that’s not it,” Wen Hong said, her breathing quickening. “You just said that Wen Jinliang went to see Chairman Qiao?”
“Yes…” Yang Rulan’s voice trailed off, “I don’t know exactly what you said, I only know that you separated not long afterward…”
She didn't know why Wen Hong had such a strong reaction, and she secretly thought she had said something wrong, which made her even more uneasy.
Wen Hong closed his eyes, clenched his fist, and strained until the veins on the back of his hand bulged.
His face was extremely pale, as if he was trying his best to endure something.
Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer and gritted his teeth, spitting out a single word: "Fuck!"
A note from the author:
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My next book is "Echoes of the Lost Voice," a story of a cool and stylish e-sports queen and a mysterious voice actor, with both characters having their identities revealed and a significant age gap. Please love it! (rolling around~)
Ling Ye suddenly lost his voice after a major setback in his e-sports career.
One day, her best friend Jiang Yue pinned her down on the green playground and held a bottle of incredibly bitter Chinese medicine spray to her throat: "Whose child is so grown up and still afraid of taking medicine?"
Unexpectedly, a man appeared out of nowhere and yanked Jiang Yue away.
The man frowned, his gaze towards Ling Ye sharp as a knife: "Instead of studying properly, you're trying to seduce young girls?"
Ling Ye opened his mouth, but couldn't explain himself.
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One evening, Jiang Qingshu was playing ranked matches with her teammates when they were completely crushed by their opponents. Coincidentally, her younger sister's "boyfriend," who was temporarily staying at her house, saw them and heard him click his tongue in a helpless and disgusted tone.
Jiang Qingshu, her anger rising, handed him the phone: "You want to?"
Ling Ye calmly took it, sat down beside him, and said in a soft, sweet voice, "What's so difficult about this?"
Jiang Qingshu froze in shock: "You...you're a girl?"
Ling Ye looked at his cargo pants and flip-flops, then touched his neat short hair: "What else?"
However, Jiang Qingshu found Ling Ye's superb operating style strangely familiar.
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Ling Ye, a senior in college, has a hidden identity: the well-known e-sports god Polaris.
Those in the industry know that Polaris has always been low-key and mysterious, never going offline, and even using a virtual avatar for live streams.
When an offline event invited her, it offered a fatal temptation: the mysterious voice actor "Qingwu" would also be attending the event.
Ling Ye surrendered instantly.
At the event, Ling Ye searched around but couldn't find Qing Wu. Instead, he spotted his "arch-nemesis," Jiang Qingshu.
When the microphone was handed to Jiang Qingshu, the deep, warm voice that had accompanied her through countless nights actually came out of his mouth, and Ling Ye stared wide-eyed in shock.
guide:
1. Cool and stylish e-sports goddess x hardcore voice acting master, double identity reveal
2. The female lead has a neutral exterior but a soft and cute core.
3. Age difference of five years
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