"Would you like a drink too?"
Seeing the wine that Miss Guo handed her, Xu Keke took it and put it aside.
To be honest, both she and Chen Ming thought that Miss Guo should be riding high right now. Because after gaining her trust, they were about to launch their final attack.
The goal was to ensure that Boss Guo had no capable subordinates.
Then, Miss Guo should at least be able to enter the core of the Guo family's businesses. The rest is simple.
They could get their hands on the assets through her, and if they tricked her into getting into trouble and leaving the country, all the assets she had acquired would be in their hands.
But looking at her listless appearance now, you can tell that she must have been mistreated by Boss Guo.
Xu Keke sat quietly, not in a hurry to speak.
Miss Guo didn't mind. She just wanted someone to talk to, and since Chen Ming wasn't coming, it didn't matter who she talked to. She didn't really want him to see her in such a disheveled state.
Miss Guo recounted what she had overheard that afternoon, crying and cursing. Then she gulped down the wine in her glass, which made her feel a little better.
At that moment, a man wearing a blue fitted suit vest walked up from the side of the stage.
He sat half-reclined on a high chair, one leg on the ground and the other resting on the crossbar between the chair legs. Holding a saxophone in both hands, he began to play with deep emotion.
It was poignant and beautiful. The performer had a striking profile and unusually long, black curly hair.
Most importantly, he was only wearing a vest, revealing his toned muscles underneath.
The notes emanating from the saxophone seemed to be telling people something, and the listeners unconsciously lowered their voices.
They sipped their wine and chatted in low, leisurely voices.
Miss Guo was clearly not drunk; she lowered her voice and whispered in Xu Keke's ear.
She spoke of her mother, whom she had never met since she was a child. Her mother passed away after giving birth to her.
She was betrothed to him by his family. His father didn't like her, so he rarely mentioned her.
She was raised by her father's concubines. These women flattered her, all with ulterior motives.
She would get sick every few days when she was a child. Later she found out that her aunt, who was originally in charge of her, deliberately gave her medicine so that her father would visit her.
If it weren't for another concubine exposing her, she would have continued to be ill.
Later, when she went to school, she was surrounded by the children of high-ranking officials and wealthy people. Because her father was just an ordinary merchant, she was looked down upon at school.
Once she entered social circles, she found herself surrounded by people like Conway who looked down on her.
As the saxophone music abruptly stopped, Xu Keke heard her say...
"Don't let my appearance fool you, you can't imagine the grievances I've suffered."
I looked at her suit and the red wine on the table. There stood a maid not far away, wearing a purple cheongsam, with a clear handprint on her face, neither daring to approach nor leave.
Xu Keke smiled.
Some people, no matter how much they receive, always feel wronged. This is because they can't see what they have in their own hands; they only see what others haven't given them.
Nothing in this world is perfect. Her host had only one request: to survive.
She didn't even have the thought of revenge.
She explained everyone's actions. The wet nurse sent her away because she couldn't afford to raise her. Her adoptive parents sent her to the factory because they were struggling financially.
That textile factory taught her to be patient and tolerant. Just like Su Ying and the others, she always thought that if she just endured it, it would pass.
Later, she went to live with her parents, without thinking about what she deserved. She was left behind, in her opinion, because of yet another careless mistake by someone else.
In this world, who hasn't suffered injustice? It's just that what they want is different.
"Why do you tolerate your father treating you like this? Take his property and send him back to his hometown, or send him abroad. Isn't that what many people do?"
Miss Guo was still immersed in her grief when she suddenly heard Xu Keke's cool suggestion. Her wine glass, which she had raised halfway, stopped in mid-air, and she stared at her blankly.
"So many people? They all do this?" Miss Guo repeated her words.
"Of course, you didn't read today's morning paper, did you?" Xu Keke turned her head to look at her, looking like an innocent young boy.
"No...no, today..." Miss Guo stammered, still thinking about Xu Keke's words.
She only glanced at the news about their family today before rushing to her father's office; she didn't look at anything else in detail.
"Go back and take a look. The story serialized in today's morning paper is more interesting than yours."
Miss Guo suddenly realized that the child had read the serialized story in the newspaper, which was why he said those things. She said that without someone teaching him, he wouldn't be able to say such things.
Although Miss Guo waited for Chen Ming all night, she didn't get to say a single word to him in the end.
Later, Conway arrived, along with a group of his friends. Among them, Miss Guo recognized her former classmates.
Some of them inherited family businesses, while others married into wealthy families. Still others hold important positions in the government.
They saw her, and a few of them nodded to her. They showed no intention of coming closer, because many of them were eager to greet Brother Long.
Just then, the saxophone on stage was playing "Night Fragrance." A beautiful woman, wearing a white off-the-shoulder dress, walked onto the stage.
She turned slightly, revealing a large expanse of fair skin on her back. The man below whistled excitedly.
Amidst the commotion, Miss Guo hurriedly got up and left in a rush. She didn't even say goodbye to Xu Keke.
Looking at her somewhat disheveled figure, Xu Keke thought that she probably felt there was no need to say goodbye to someone like her.
As soon as she got home, Miss Guo asked the servants waiting in the living room to find the morning newspaper for her.
As she passed through the living room, she saw that the light in Mr. Guo's study was on.
Remembering the car she had seen at the door earlier, she inexplicably tiptoed over to it.
The voices of the father and his lawyer could be heard coming from inside.
"If no one was sabotaging things behind the scenes, it wouldn't have happened one after another. I've already had someone investigate. But just in case, let's see if we can transfer some of the money here to there in the next few days. It can be registered under my son's name, but don't tell them yet."
The less money I have, the less likely I am to get into trouble.
Miss Guo was stunned. Her father was talking about my son; she hadn't misheard.
She quietly retreated. Just then, a servant brought in the newspaper, glanced at her suspiciously, and then looked inside.
Did the young lady go in just now? I don't think so. The master just said no one is allowed to get close. But even if the young lady did go inside, it shouldn't be a problem, right?
The servant hesitated before handing the newspaper to Miss Guo.
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