Chapter 65 It turns out that the plan against the Du family really started more than 20 years ago!
This was the first time that Du Wanwan formally invited the executives of Runjia Entertainment to dinner, and it was also Du Wanwan's first dinner in a semi-formal setting. The restaurant she booked was the famous Lingxi Food Diary.
The executives were originally looking forward to it, but when they thought about the dinner, the men were excited while the women secretly groaned.
As for dinner parties, especially those of the Runjia Entertainment Group, not only Yu Chong, but also the group’s inception, have never been just about having a meal.
What a joke! Most company dinners require female employees to accompany them, and both men and women drink until they vomit. And Runjia Entertainment is an entertainment company. If there weren't a few celebrities at a dinner, it would be a disgrace to Runjia Entertainment.
As soon as Du Wanwan finished speaking, someone started to think about it. After the meeting, someone immediately contacted the artists under the management. When Du Wanwan got off work, changed her clothes and went to Lingxi Food, she had just gone to the private room to rest when the manager called.
"Mr. Du, your guest tonight brought someone else with him. Do you think he should let them in, or..."
Lingxi Food Records is very cautious when entertaining distinguished guests. They will ask for permission before allowing guests to bring in others or who they want to bring.
Du Wanwan knew what those people wanted to do, so she said, "Let them all come in."
So, the dinner originally planned for a dozen people ended up with nearly 20. Fortunately, Du Wanwan was already a Black Gold VIP of Lingxi Food Diary, and the restaurant opened a small banquet hall on the top floor for her.
The agency director immediately summoned three men and three women. They included a rising star, a popular young actress, and a fresh, innocent newcomer. The three male artists ranged from a gentle gentleman to a wild, cool guy to a pure, schoolboy. The other attendees, upon seeing this, felt a pang of fear.
I have to say, some of the tricks are really old-fashioned, but they are old-fashioned, yet they always work. Maybe this is what they call tried and tested?
But everyone mentally warned themselves that they might suffer from stomach bleeding from drinking too much tonight's meal.
They, especially the female executives, were frightened inside, but they dared not show it on their faces and just smiled.
Sure enough, as soon as the dinner started, the Executive Director stood up first, raised his glass, and said, "Today is the first time President Du has invited us to dinner. Well, we are truly fortunate to have met such a wise leader. Without further ado, come on, everyone, let's toast to President Du!"
Du Wanwan sat at the head table, a faint smile on her face, beside her was her special assistant, Pei Xingyao. She looked around with a smile, raised her glass, and said, "Thank you all, everyone. Actually, you are all my seniors, and I have a lot to learn from you all. I hope that we can all work together to overcome difficulties and turn the tide of the entertainment sector."
"With President Du here, we will surely make steady progress. All of us should follow President Du's lead!" said the Executive Director, and the others quickly echoed him.
"Yes, that's right. We'll follow President Du's lead!"
Du Wanwan just smiled without saying anything, raised her glass and drank it in one gulp.
"Great! President Du is really generous!" Everyone cheered and drank it all in one gulp.
Later, I realized that although the liquid in the cup had a slight aroma of wine, it was not actually wine. Although it tasted sweet, it actually did not contain any alcohol.
"This is 'Zuiyanhong', a drink specially developed by Lingxi Food. It's specially prepared for banquets where people don't drink alcohol. How is it? Is it delicious?" Du Wanwan continued to ask with a smile, taking another sip. "I've always heard that Zuiyanhong smells like alcohol, but it actually doesn't have any alcohol at all and is very sweet. But I wasn't feeling well before, so I never had the chance to try it. Today, since everyone is driving here, I won't let the boss serve any alcohol. Don't worry, you won't be stopped by the traffic police when you go back."
No wine? Everyone was stunned at first, then realized what was going on.
She actually organized a dinner where no drinking was allowed!
This is amazing, there are actually dinner parties where drinking is not allowed?
A group of male executives exchanged glances, their hearts filled with dejection and dissatisfaction.
It's a rare dinner party, and even the usually uninvitable A-lister queen has been invited, but no alcohol is allowed? What's the point? Did they invite these six artists to treat them to some delicious food?
"Mr. Du..." The executive director wanted to speak, but he couldn't change Du Wanwan's opinion at all, and Du Wanwan had no intention of paying attention to him.
She just smiled and said, "I've booked Lingxi Food today and ordered a batch of Taihu whitebait and truffles. As things were urgent, I don't have anything else to offer, so please don't be offended. And don't be polite, just ask the chefs to make whatever you want, and let Lingxi Food show off its specialties."
Then the waiter brought the dishes one by one.
Someone quietly ordered wine from the waiter, but the waiter whispered to him: Mr. Du said that today is just a meal and no wine is allowed.
The executives looked at Du Wanwan, who was sitting at the head of the table, and didn't have the guts to force her to order drinks. They didn't even dare to tell the dirty jokes they usually did at dinner, let alone drink.
There was no way. Although Du Wanwan was frail, she had a noble aura between her eyebrows. Who would dare to urge her to drink at her dinner party? Who would dare to laugh and flirt with others at her dinner party, touch and hug, kiss and make noises?
Fortunately, everyone was captivated by the delicious dishes, and Du Wanwan occasionally chatted with others about the ingredients. Gradually, everyone's attention shifted from "a dinner party with wine and jokes" to the ingredients, and then, gradually, to Du Wanwan herself.
They suddenly thought that they didn't seem to see Du Wanwan's signature Longlu fruit tea that night.
Coincidentally, Du Wanwan was chatting with a female executive from the agency department: "...Yes, I like this whitebait and scrambled eggs dish too."
"This is the first time I've eaten such delicious fried whitebait and eggs. I can only say that Mr. Du really knows how to choose. Lingxi Food Blog is indeed Lingxi Food Blog."
"I'm ashamed to say I can't tell good from bad." Du Wanwan laughed. "Haven't I been sick all the time before? My health wasn't good, and my family doctor forbade me to eat anything I wanted. There were strict rules for my three meals a day, and even what I could drink. I couldn't touch anything outside. The last time Mr. Meng and I came over, the second young master Meng you all call him, we also had medicinal dishes. Even so, I still drank porridge all night. Tonight is the first time I've eaten these dishes. I've been taking medicine all year round, so I can't tell whether they taste good or not."
"Okay, of course, great!" The female executive winked playfully and whispered, "Boss Du, you're truly a role model for my generation. You've done something I've always wanted to do but never dared to do."
Du Wanwan's face flickered with surprise when her assistant beside her added with a smile, "Just don't drink alcohol or tell dirty jokes at the dinner. Boss Du, your ladylike aura is so calming that even those greasy old men won't dare to move, and we can all enjoy our delicacies in peace. Boss Du, it would be great if you could remain our president forever. I just don't know when you'll be returning to headquarters."
"When we can go back depends on your performance." Du Wanwan tasted Zui Yanhong again and said with a smile, "The atmosphere in the entertainment section needs to be cleaned up, but I alone can't do it. It depends on whether you can strive for it. If you want something, you have to fight for it yourself."
These words were so meaningful that the female executive's eyes lit up with excitement.
If they want something, they can fight for it themselves. This means they can now earn a living based on their own abilities, right? They can also sign artists with confidence, without worrying that the artists they sign are actually peripherals whose main job is to accompany the sponsors for dinner, right?
Du Wanwan just smiled without saying anything. She held up the simple-looking white porcelain cup, gently touched the two people's cups together, and drank the Zui Yanhong in one gulp.
Pei Xingyao behind her immediately filled her glass.
This is... the people at the dinner party were quietly counting. This was her third drink, which was unusual.
He tried hard to divert his attention from the delicacies and tried his best to recall what happened to Du Wanwan in the meeting today.
Runjia Entertainment Group invests in numerous film and television projects, and the review and rest periods for each project typically take an hour. Starting at 9:00 AM, with an hour's break at noon, the review process continues until the end of the afternoon. Throughout this process, Du Wanwan only has plain water at her fingertips, not her renowned Dragon Dew Fruit Tea.
Did she drink it during her break?
But except for the first break when she returned to her office, Du Wanwan basically spent the rest of the time in the conference room, discussing the details of the review with the participants.
Didn’t Yu Chong say that she was dying and would faint if she got angry?
Today's meeting was a bit overwhelming even for him, a grown man, but Du Wanwan actually persevered?
How can this be considered "dying soon"?
The look of disapproval and even resentment was hidden in the corner, but Du Wanwan saw it clearly.
Okay, another hook is ready to catch a fish.
It's undeniable that her health was indeed very poor when she first returned to the Du family, and the Dragon Dew Fruit Tea was indeed the medicinal tea Yu Jiani prescribed for her. For the first month, she really couldn't live without the Dragon Dew Fruit Tea and couldn't eat any food outside.
But Yu Jiani wasn't a pushover. Du Wanwan had spent three months getting Xiang Yongkang in jail. If Yu Jiani hadn't seen any results in three months, what difference would that make her just like eating plain rice? She would have been fired long ago.
Therefore, even without treatment for her core essence—her meridians, spiritual roots, and sword palace—Du Wanwan's health had recovered significantly after a month of care by Yu Jiani. At the Du residence, the chef would prepare her normal breakfast and dinner, and she could eat Earthling food, so she didn't have to rely on various medicinal herbs every day to stay alive.
The reason why he has been creating the character of "must use dragon dew fruit tea to survive" is just to confuse the enemy.
Patients always make people take them lightly, especially those who are about to die. People always feel that a few random moves or a burst of anger may make them die of anger.
Because her opponent underestimated her, she had the opportunity to achieve victory by surprise, catching the opponent off guard, causing him to lose all his weapons and be defeated.
But now, her situation is different.
After today's review meeting, the employees at Runjia Entertainment who truly wanted to work were now aligned with her. To use an analogy from the ancient struggle for supremacy, before this, she had only a title but no territory, so she had to feign weakness to catch her enemies off guard. But now that she had captured the city, she had to convince her subordinates that their lord was powerful, courageous, wealthy, and even more promising.
She had to tell everyone that her former, sickly self was gone. Now, she was healthy and capable of carrying out her daily tasks. Apart from requiring special care from her family doctor, she could work and do her job like a normal person.
The "health" sign was a shot in the arm for her subordinates and a scare talisman for her opponents. From now on, her opponents had to be more cautious in dealing with her. Those playful tactics of "pissing her off to death" were no longer acceptable.
Du Wanwan sat with a smile on her face, one hand supporting her chin, the other gently swaying her wine glass, and listened lazily to the employees who came to talk to her. Seeing the reassurance in the employees' eyes, she knew the first purpose of this dinner.
The second one...
Du Wanwan's eyes darkened.
Because there was no alcohol or dirty jokes, just pure enjoyment of the food, the dinner didn't last very long. It started a little after 7 PM and ended just after 8:30 PM. Everyone said goodbye to Du Wanwan one by one; it seemed someone was taking the celebrities to a second show.
That's none of her business.
Du Wanwan watched everyone leave, but she stayed put. She asked the waiter to bring an armchair and a high coffee table. She sat in the armchair for a long time, until the people from Lingxi Restaurant cleaned up the small banquet hall. Then she suddenly asked, "Is your boss still the same one from twenty years ago?"
Her voice was low and cold, like the astringent sound of an icy spring. It wasn't loud, but it was remarkably clear. The waiter was stunned for a moment before saying, "Yes, Mr. Du, our boss is still the same one from 20 years ago. Do you have any instructions?"
"Then...please ask him for me..."
Du Wanwan's voice was lonely and hesitant. The waiter waited patiently for a long time before she continued, "Ask him if he still remembers a guest named Du Qingjia twenty years ago. Does he remember when Du Qingjia came to dine here and what kind of wine he liked to drink? If he does, ask him to bring me a pot."
She wants to drink? Didn't we say we're not allowed to drink tonight?
The waiter didn't dare to ask more questions and quickly went to do it.
The footsteps hurried away, and soon the waiter came over with a tray, placed it gently on the coffee table, and left silently.
The surroundings fell silent again.
Lingxi Food Blog is a three-story, antique-style building with overhanging eaves and beams. Three sides are open, complete with a beauty chair. The main building is slightly higher than the other floors, perfectly situated to block out the city's skyscrapers and neon lights while still offering a view of the river beyond. The river's estuary is not a major port, so there aren't many traces of modern steelwork.
It was deep winter, and a recent rain had transformed the cold rain into mist, swirling across the river. Aside from the lights of a few fishing boats, there was nothing else to see, giving it a somewhat antique feel. Naturally, it also made one feel even more desolate and lonely.
Du Wanwan was born thin. Against the backdrop of tall buildings, cold smoke, and fishing lights, although the cold winter wind was blocked outside the building by the flower-protecting bell talisman, the whistling wind made people feel pity when they saw her back.
If someone who likes her sees this, their heart will probably be broken, right?
In this heartbreaking silence, Du Wanwan poured herself a glass of wine and looked at it for a long time.
Then, lower your head.
Seems like I want to try it.
But at this moment, a pale hand suddenly stretched out from behind her, grabbed her wrist without saying a word, and stopped her movement.
Du Wanwan was startled, and the wine glass in her hand was taken away without explanation. Her aura turned cold, and she turned around to get angry, but the moment she saw the person coming, she withdrew her anger: "Uncle Meng?"
Meng Qian stood beside her angrily and helplessly, gently scolding her, "What are you doing? What's so great about you risking your body?"
Du Wanwan didn't answer, but just asked, "Why are you here?"
Meng Qian put his glass down first, then put his hands on his hips. He took an angry breath, his face pale, and replied, "I'm doing some business nearby. The owner has been my friend for over 20 years. He's been keeping an eye on you since I brought you here last time. Just now, when you suddenly asked for wine, he was worried you might cause trouble, but he didn't dare offend your big money sponsor, so he had to ask me for help."
As he spoke, he became angry again: "Tell me, what are you doing? Are you feeling well? How dare you drink? If something happens to you and you end up in the hospital, do you know how many people are waiting to kick you when you're down? Be careful, they'll eat you to the bone!"
"Oh..." Du Wanwan smiled. She didn't continue pouring wine. She just leaned lazily against the back of the armchair and said, "Uncle Meng, don't worry. I know what's going on. I'm the only one left in the Du family now. How dare I joke with myself? I just... I just won a big victory today and finally started to recover lost territory. I'm a little happy."
"But this little happiness... there's no one to tell."
Meng Qian's eyes and Assistant Pei's heart, who was hiding in the dark, both moved violently in an instant.
"I am the only one left in the Du family. I have defended the Du family's empire and succeeded, but there is no one I can tell. Grandpa and mom are both gone. I..." Du Wanwan smiled listlessly, her eyes full of fatigue. She was obviously a young girl, but her whole body was covered with a layer of gray.
"My impression of my grandfather is his dry but warm hands, telling me to live happily. But I don't have any impression of my mother at all. I have never felt her embrace, nor her love..."
"Wanwan, your mother must..."
"She must love me very much," Du Wanwan said, smiling at him, a smile that shocked Meng Qian. "I know, Uncle Meng, I know she loves me very much."
"But because she loved me so much, she didn't even have time to look at me. She didn't know I'd grown up this big, didn't know I was so strong now, and could defeat my enemies. So, I felt even more sad. In fact, I didn't know her at all. It seemed like she lived in the world's words, just a resentful woman who was betrayed. I really want to know what she was like, so I want to know what kind of wine she drinks."
"I just sniffed it. I don't want to drink it. I know my health isn't good enough for it." Du Wanwan said, her gaze fixed on the distance, her voice becoming ethereal and almost like a soliloquy. "I know everything. I know it all. I just want to know if she likes light wine or spicy and strong. What's her personality like?"
Meng Qian's face turned pale, and he stood there as if all the blood had been drained out of him by these words. He stood there for a long time, then finally pulled a chair over and sat down with her. He poured himself a glass of wine and then returned the original glass to Du Wanwan.
Then, he raised his glass and took a sip very carefully, a smile on his face. "It's Green Plum. It looks light, but it's actually incredibly strong. Even though I only took a sip, I'll be knocked out in less than half an hour and need a driver to pick me up. This is the wine your mother likes. What do you think?"
Du Wanwan also laughed, but didn't say anything. She just picked up the wine glass and smelled it carefully.
After a long time, she asked, "Was my mother very naughty when she was a child?"
Meng Qian smiled. "How can you say she's naughty? She's downright rebellious. I've never met anyone more passionate and outspoken than her, male or female. She's been daring to do anything since she was little. Whatever idea she has in mind, she perfects and then puts into practice. Take wanting to take me out to play, for example. There's no shortage of friends around me who want to take me along and don't want to leave me out, but they don't know how. Every time I force myself to go out with them, to 'fit in,' the end result is that I get seriously ill when I get home, causing unrest in the family. They no longer allow me to go out, and my friends are too embarrassed to come and play with me."
"Only your mother could find a way to take me out to play and take care of me. My family has always trusted her since I was a child and tried every possible way to bring us together. But..."
Meng Qian was originally talking happily, but when he said this, his expression suddenly became gloomy and he couldn't help but glance at the side.
Du Wanwan seemed to be listening intently, or as if intoxicated by the aroma of wine. Her eyes were looking somewhere hazily, but it also seemed as if she was not looking at anything, not listening, and did not notice anything unusual about him.
Meng Qian calmed himself down and continued, "In short, she can definitely do what she wants to do. She also joined Runjia Investment right after graduating with a master's degree and began to learn how to manage a company. At that time, she complained to me many times that the old guys didn't like her. They thought she was a young girl, a woman of family background, a rich lady, who should just stay at home and wait to get married, why should she manage a company..."
"Just like me now." Du Wanwan interjected.
Meng Qian's expression paused again, and after a moment he nodded and said, "Yes, that's right, it's just like your current situation. She was also very powerful and won many beautiful victories. She...!"
His voice suddenly paused, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and his fingers suddenly tightened. Meng Qian nervously moved his Adam's apple, revealing a look of sadness that made him unable to speak, and glanced at Du Wanwan from the corner of his eye.
Du Wanwan was still looking down at the clear wine in her glass, not noticing his abnormality. After a moment of silence, she came to her senses and muttered, "Uncle Meng, do my mother and I look a lot like each other?"
Meng Qian's Adam's apple twitched a few more times before he nodded after a while. "Yes, you two look alike, and you both have the same decisiveness and drive. But you're more ruthless than her, and more like your grandfather. Your mother...she's still too gentle, too soft-hearted."
"Really?" Du Wanwan laughed twice, then suddenly turned around. Her eyes suddenly became clear and cold, and she asked directly, "Then, Uncle Meng, she treated you so gently, why did you leave her? Why did you let her fall into Xiang Yongkang's hands? If you had..."
The coldness in her eyes was like a sword, piercing Meng Qian's old wound. He couldn't help but stand up suddenly, his face paler, and his voice trembling: "Do you think I am willing? Wanwan, I like her more than anyone else! I want to marry her more than anyone else! She is the one who doesn't want to, she said she likes Xiang Yongkang! She said it herself, she doesn't want to fight anymore, she is tired, she wants to be a good wife and mother, taking care of her husband and children at home every day. She also said that she is already Xiang Yongkang's person and asked me to give up! Tell me, Wanwan, as her daughter, tell me, what can I do?"
He practically growled as he spoke, his voice cracking and breaking. "I confessed my love to the woman I've loved for fifteen years and proposed to her, but she said she already belonged to another man! What can I do? I can only say nothing, wish her the best, and then go abroad and stay away from her, so as to avoid being misunderstood by her lover and causing misunderstandings between them!"
He was angry, accusing her of great grief. Du Wanwan was even more agitated than him, her voice lower and colder: "What about when she died? Why have you stayed abroad for the past twenty years? Why didn't you come back even though you knew she was dead?"
"Because she wrote me a letter before the accident, and I recognized her handwriting. She warned me not to come back no matter what happened, saying that Xiang Yongkang was very upset that I had liked her in the past! I knew she was in trouble, and I was heartbroken. I was on the verge of death several times for her, and I almost died because of her. I followed her. But I didn't dare to come back, because I knew she left her daughter in Xiang Yongkang's hands. I was very worried that if I came back and cared about this child and her, Xiang Yongkang would mind and it would be bad for the child!"
"When I found out Xiang Wanyi wasn't her biological child, I rushed back immediately! Why?" Meng Qian blurted out, "I did it for you! Wanwan, I came back to protect you! Do you understand? I was already a piece of rotten wood, a pile of ashes, but you made me burn again, gave me the strength to live again, gave me the strength to fight! Wanwan, it's all because of you, I did it all for you!"
Du Wanwan seemed completely unprepared for his words and was stunned. She stared at him blankly for a moment, then suddenly turned away and stammered, "Uncle Meng, I'm... I'm sorry..."
Meng Qian also lowered his eyes, raised his hand to pinch his brow, and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, I was excited. As an elder, I'm not steady enough. Why would I yell at a child like you? But I just... I haven't said these words to anyone in a long time. I can tolerate anything, but I can't tolerate someone saying that I'm not sincere to your mother."
"That's why I have to apologize even more." Du Wanwan's face was full of embarrassment. "Actually, I was a little angry just now, because last time here, I heard about my mother, and I felt that she was not the kind of woman who was patient, ignorant, and only cared about taking care of her husband and children. Logically speaking, she shouldn't have fallen for a man like Xiang Yongkang. I always felt that there was something fishy, but I still don't understand why. After thinking about it, I... I just thought..."
"Why?"
Du Wanwan quickly glanced up at him, then lowered her head guiltily. "I thought my mother originally liked you, which is why she treated you so well since you were a child. But you left her and went abroad when she needed you the most. My mother was heartbroken after the breakup, so Xiang Yongkang took advantage of her and she ended up marrying him. In the end...in the end, she ended up in such a tragic situation."
She sighed and apologized again, "I'm sorry, Uncle Meng, I shouldn't have thought of you like that. I just feel that my mother... the way she is with Xiang Yongkang and the way she is in your mouth are like two different people. The difference is just too big, like... the difference between a woman in the new era and a woman in the feudal era. I really can't think of them as the same person."
It seemed like two people... Meng Qian's heart skipped a beat, and his face, which had just regained some color, turned pale again in an instant.
Du Wanwan once again pretended not to see it. She waved her hand tiredly, sat down on the armchair, supported her forehead with one hand, and closed her eyes: "I'm sorry, Uncle Meng, I've been too tired recently, and my mind may not be clear. Don't be angry. From your description, I can see that my mother really cherishes you. I am her daughter, and I will respect you as a family member. I already have an understanding of your character, and I will never make random guesses again. You..."
She took a breath and raised her hand to ring the bell.
The owner of Lingxi Food was waiting outside the small attic. When he heard the bell, he immediately pushed the door open and walked in. "Mr. Du, Mr. Meng."
"Mr. Meng has been drinking and can't drive. Please call his driver to help him back home. Also call Assistant Pei and have him prepare the car. I'm leaving too." Du Wanwan gave a flurry of orders, not giving anyone else a chance to refuse. She then gave Meng Qian an apologetic smile. "Uncle Meng, you've been drinking. I'm sorry, I'll make the decision first."
It was well-reasoned. With outsiders present, Meng Qian naturally couldn't say anything. He could only nod and say, "You made such a thorough arrangement. I want to thank you."
There was nothing amiss between the two of them. The owner of Lingxi Foodie naturally had no idea what had happened and quickly called the driver over. Meng Qian's driver was downstairs and came up in less than a minute. He asked nervously, "Second Master, are you okay?"
"It's just a glass of wine, what's the big deal? But I'm indeed drunk." Meng Qian waved his hand and followed the driver out the door. After taking two steps, another voice sounded behind him.
"Uncle Meng."
Meng Qian turned around and saw Du Wanwan standing in front of the beauty, with the cold wind behind her blocked by the talisman. Her eyes were full of anticipation.
"I...without disturbing you, can I, listen to you talk more about my mother? Now, except for you, it seems that no one else knows what my mother used to be like. Can you...let me know more about her?"
Meng Qian's heart seemed to be tied tightly by these words. He knew he shouldn't do this, but he couldn't say no. His emotions urged him to nod, "Okay, I have a lot of her photo albums and videos in my old house. I've kept everything about her."
"Okay." Du Wanwan smiled and watched him leave. "Then, it's settled."
The aftereffects of Qingmei Sniff were indeed very strong. Meng Qian's steps were already a little unsteady, and he could only ask the driver to support him as he walked slowly down.
As soon as he walked out the door, he saw Pei Xingyao coming up. He greeted him coldly and reservedly and walked into the small pavilion. From a distance, he heard him report, "Miss, the car is ready, you can go."
Meng Qian shook his head and asked, "Is he always here?"
The driver helped him downstairs: "I saw him coming up from downstairs. He must have been downstairs all the time."
Only then did Meng Qian breathe a sigh of relief and relax his whole body.
This wasn't an act. If it were a play, Du Wanwan wouldn't be alone with a man easily, and would definitely have Pei Xingyao guard her in the dark. Because with just a little investigation in the Du family, she could find out the real news that the outside world didn't know—
Du Qingjia's decision to marry Xiang Yongkang was largely due to her loss of virginity to him and subsequent pregnancy. She inherited her mother's physical condition, making either a voluntary abortion or an accidental miscarriage fatal. Therefore, she had no choice but to marry Xiang Yongkang and bear the child.
For this reason, Du Wanwan would never allow herself to have premarital sex with any man again.
Tonight, she really lost her mind. She was overwhelmed by emotions and was caught off guard by his sudden appearance, so she said so much.
His strategy was very successful. He created an image of a deeply affectionate person for himself and also made her let down her guard and believe his sincerity towards her and her daughter.
"Very good, this is very good..." Meng Qian murmured, got into the car with the help of the driver, leaned on the back seat and closed his eyes.
A cold and low voice appeared in his mind, praising him: "You've done very well. You're very close to what you want."
Meng Qian's Adam's apple twitched a few times, and he asked in his mind, "What method did you just use? Why didn't you let me tell you what Qingjia did at Runjia Investment back then?"
The system didn't answer, only said coldly: "Come on, keep going."
Meng Qian, however, was not so quick to let it go. "Why did you stop me? Why did Qingjia change so suddenly? She was such an ambitious and outspoken young lady, but why did she become a conservative, traditional woman overnight? 'Supporting the husband and raising the children'? Twenty years later, I still can't believe these four words actually came out of her mouth. Did you...did you do something?"
The system did not answer and cut off the connection.
The luxury car accelerated very quickly and left Lingxi Food Restaurant. At the same time, another luxury car also left.
The difference is that this Rolls-Royce Phantom, which can be recognized throughout Jiangcheng, is driven not by an ordinary driver, but by Pei Xingyao.
Du Wanwan did not sit in the back seat as before, but sat in the passenger seat.
His eyes were ice-cold. Where was the expectation, guilt, and tenderness from before?
Meng Qian must have known something. She had deliberately set a trap, and it was revealed at the first try. His stuck spot was too obvious.
It was obvious to her that it was the system that stopped him from speaking.
Let him stop it without words.
Very good, it turns out that her mother's sudden change in personality was indeed due to a systemic reason.
It turns out that the plan against the Du family actually started more than 20 years ago!
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