Chapter 47 My Father's Fate Has Treated Me Too Unfairly (Three Chapters Combined)...
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A light kiss, a fleeting touch.
His nose rested on her cheek, his head tilted slightly, the angle perfectly aligned, they knew each other so well that at that moment, they both forgot the proposal hadn't been finalized yet.
But this kiss didn't involve much of the tenderness of biting; it was more like a silent comfort.
The deep, dark scent of sandalwood enveloped the trembling jasmine.
It took Ning Ye a while to come back to her senses. Once her mind was completely calmed, she felt a sense of security slowly spreading over her.
However, a few seconds later, she suddenly realized something.
She raised her almond-shaped eyes, which clearly reflected Bian Xun's face.
Bian Xun lowered his eyes, watching as her expression returned to its usual lively state, and slowly raised her eyebrows, "I don't mind continuing."
Ning Ye, however, simply stared intently at him, her mind racing.
Bian Xun found Wang Xuebing's whereabouts today, but—
Ning Ye never showed him a photo of his biological father, nor did he ever mention that he and Wang Xuebing had never met.
So, how did Bian Xun find him?
The only time they might have been involved with each other's families was before their breakup. Was Wang Xuebing present during that time?
Ning Ye had questions in her mind, but she didn't want to speculate on them herself, so she asked them.
Bian Xun paused slightly, a strange light suddenly appearing in his dark eyes. He parted his thin lips and asked, "You...don't know?"
Ning Ye looked bewildered, a hint of helplessness appearing on her porcelain-white face. "I don't know."
The man's chest heaved for a moment, then his gaze suddenly became slightly blank, as if he had thought of something.
Before breaking up with Ning Ye, Bian Xun met with Wang Xuebing.
The man's demeanor made him completely unsurprised by the so-called "plot" that was about to unfold.
But she was indeed completely unaware of what happened back then.
Bian Xun's dark eyes were filled with indescribable emotions, which finally settled in the quiet night.
This guess, which went unanswered back then, finally came true years later. So, it flashed through his mind, leaving him feeling helpless and somewhat self-deprecating.
Back then, he didn't even dare to ask directly.
Back then, he simply took the money, blocked all possible rumors, suppressed all information sources on campus, and then, on the night she didn't appear, repeatedly comforted and deceived himself.
The past events are still vivid in my mind. It turns out that she not only did not participate, but was also completely unaware of them.
This makes him seem somewhat ridiculous.
Bian Xun reservedly kept quiet.
"What exactly happened?" Ning Ye leaned closer, sounding a little anxious. "Have you been in contact with Wang Xuebing?"
Did that scumbag do something to Bian Xun?
On the day of the breakup, she met with Bian's family. They told her they knew where her mother was, but on two conditions: either prevent Bian from going abroad to pursue a bright future, or choose her mother's address and break up with her. Ning Ye chose the latter.
Unfortunately, she couldn't find Ning Cuizhen back then. By the time she returned, Bian Xun had already traveled across the ocean.
She always felt that their breakup was a liberation for each other, since their futures could not intersect at all, and it was not appropriate both publicly and privately.
Besides this, is there some other hidden story?
A myriad of speculations flashed across her eyes.
Bian Xun suddenly covered her clear eyes, quickly calmed himself down, and then calmly pretended to be composed, "It's nothing, I just... happened to know."
What happened back then was all a misunderstanding. Since she didn't know... then she never needs to know.
His restless, inquisitive, and distant observation habits—these were dark and hard-to-break habits.
It should be permanently sealed away, just like his "stepfather's history".
He won't turn it out.
“Let’s talk about the key point you mentioned.” Bian Xun tapped her forehead with his fingertip.
The "plot" she was referring to.
Ning Ye pursed her lips, collected her thoughts, and knew that the most urgent task was not to dwell on the past, but to focus on the events that might affect Tao Tao in the present.
Bian Xun lowered his eyes in thought; he had never had a dream like Ning Ye's.
But he also felt that there were certain laws governing the world, and that these laws were already directly affecting him.
His remaining balance, which is slipping away every minute, is still something external to him.
But the feeling of being invisibly restricted every time he tried to explain to Ning Ye occurred within his conscious mind.
Is it related to the plot she described?
It seems that Ning Ye was not affected in the same way. Could it be that this law of operation only binds him?
Bian Xun's dark eyes were deep. He knew his future self's personality; he wouldn't send the black card over for no reason. What exactly were all these changes in the "money" mechanism implying?
He needs to integrate all the known information.
Ningye naturally cooperated.
With the bedroom light on and Tao Tao sleeping outside, the adults whispered to each other and synchronized the existing information.
Bian Xun frowned.
If he has self-awareness and self-control, why would he form that kind of plot chain?
He had a vague feeling that something was wrong.
It was already past midnight when Ning Ye lay on her pillow and finally yawned wearily.
It was the middle of the night, at the narrow head of the bed.
Bian Xun sat on the edge of the bed, organizing information and assigning manpower based on the venue map for tomorrow's children's choir competition. Looking up, she saw half of her face softly sunk into the pillow, her expression half-hidden, her voice hidden in the soft cotton.
"Bian Xun, you really met Wang Xuebing, didn't you?"
Her voice was muffled, as if she were talking to herself, "If you know what kind of person Wang Xuebing is, please don't tell Tao Tao."
She didn't mind Ning Cuizhen's crudeness; after all, she was Tao Tao's maternal grandmother.
But she didn't want Wang Xuebing and Tao Tao to have any connection.
Bian Xun looked calm in his dark eyes, then reached out and pinched her ear after a while, chuckling, "What are you talking about, a person or an animal?"
Ning Ye's lips, hidden under the pillow, curved slightly.
Bian Xun lowered his eyes and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.
In fact, even a child can tell the difference: her mother is her mother, and she has nothing to do with anyone else.
But even if there was a connection, even if she really did what Wang Xuebing said back then.
He can forgive everything.
Bian Xun closed his eyes, feeling a little unable to stand himself.
The weight lifted from Ning Ye's heart, and her voice became completely incoherent, like a murmur.
"So he really didn't do anything to you?"
"certainly."
She finally breathed a sigh of relief and fell asleep safely.
…
Meanwhile, in a luxury apartment in Beijing, Xu Lanyi was reviewing the investigation materials in her hands—
Wang Xuebing
What a wonderful surprise!
Xu Lanyi has been having increasingly frequent and vivid dreams about the plot, as if her life's script is about to reach a perfect climax and finale, and she will always be the best leading lady.
Following the clues given in her precognitive dream, she discovered Wang Xuebing and naturally looked up his biography. Unexpectedly, without warning, she obtained such crucial information—
The middle-aged man in the photo is sallow and thin, with messy hair and darting eyes. Although his facial features suggest that he must have been a very decent person when he was young, years of smoking and drinking have ravaged his skin and flesh, giving his face a tight and withered appearance. His expression carries the listless and thieving look typical of a gambling addict.
This is actually Ning Ye's biological father!
More importantly, the information Xu Lanyi found out next made her even more excited as she gripped the paper tightly.
This person extorted 500,000 yuan from Bian Xun, who hadn't even graduated yet, six years ago!
He was arrested after a case was filed, but later escaped.
The Bian family is a truly prominent family in Beijing, having transitioned from politics to business. Very little specific information about them can be found online. Wang Xuebing only knew that his daughter was dating a rich second-generation heir; the extent of his wealth was unimaginable, which is why he only extorted 500,000 yuan, an astronomical figure for him.
Strangely, this incident didn't cause a stir within Jinghua University. Xu Lanyi's people obtained the details through connections at the local police station. According to the statement at the time, Wang Xuebing said that it was all a joint plan between him and his daughter Ning Ye, but the police did not find any relevant evidence.
Xu Lanyi curled her lips, but if Ning Ye hadn't been involved, how would Wang Xuebing, who had disappeared for many years, have known about Bian Xun's information?
That's probably the real reason they broke up back then.
Suddenly, the logic behind everything in the dream became clear.
This is so consistent with Ning Ye's "persona"; given her cunning and greed, she could easily do it. And now that she has a child, her ambitions have grown even larger.
Xu Lanyi casually tossed aside the documents in her hand, listened to the singing practice still coming from Zixun's room, her eyes flickered slightly, and she smiled.
But family ties are something that's really hard to sever...
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The next morning.
Ning Zhitao opened her eyes wide when the alarm rang, her eyes bright and alert.
Tao Tao usually takes a long time to wake up, but this morning she woke up very quickly. While brushing her teeth, she spit out water and practiced making sounds, twisting and turning as she rehearsed her movements.
The two parents behind her exchanged a glance. Their child had such high expectations, and they couldn't let her down because of a piece of trash.
After washing up, Ning Zhitao went to the large mirror in the living room.
Behind her chubby little body, her father half-squatted down to dress her in her performance costume and then clumsily braided her hair; her mother, meanwhile, grabbed a brush and prepared to apply her performance makeup as if facing a formidable enemy.
Ning Zhitao blinked and then suddenly chuckled.
Ning Ye thought it was her makeup brush that had tickled her, and worried that it might poke the child's eyes, so she quickly moved it away. "What's wrong?"
The kindergarten requires parents to do their children's makeup before they go to the art center to meet. Teacher Youzi has already sent the makeup template to the parents' group in advance.
A very standard baby monkey bottom makeup look, eyelids like those of the Golden Horn King and Silver Horn King, two round lumps of highland red on both sides of the cheeks, and lips painted as red as New Year couplets.
Ning Ye was quite speechless, but it was a requirement of the performance, so she had no choice but to follow the instructions.
Ning Zhitao tilted her head back and obediently let her mother apply the lotion.
She wasn't laughing because the cat poked her face, but because the scene in the mirror looked so familiar!
It's always been like this. Mom and Dad would do a lot of things together. Ning Zhitao has recently gotten used to them both being in her life, and it feels like she's completely gone back to the way things were before!
Tiny grapes, tiny happiness.
After a while.
Dad forced his hair to be done, and Mom reluctantly followed the template to complete her makeup and styling.
Tao Tao admired herself for a while, then turned around in front of the mirror, looked up at her parents, blinked her bright eyes, and looked very expectant.
The two adults looked at the finished product.
Ning Ye: "".
Bian Xun: "."
Their daughter was like a plump, beautifully decorated New Year's picture doll.
All that's missing is a big, fat carp to hug.
However, the child herself had no knowledge of makeup; she was only excited about her first time wearing makeup, scratching her slightly asymmetrical braids and asking, "Does it look good? Does it look good? Does it look good?"
Ning Ye: "Beautiful!"
Bian Xun: "Perfect."
Ning Zhitao was overjoyed!
He strode out of the house with his hands on his hips, full of confidence and high spirits.
Two parents followed hesitantly behind.
I hope that when my child grows up and sees this video, she won't blame her dad for the pigtails or her mom for the makeup.^^
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On the way to the city's art center, while searching for the car, Assistant Zhang followed up with a phone call to confirm the positions of the entire security team for the day.
Assistant Zhang himself was also very nervous, after all, his child was also in the choir today.
Judging from the CEO's entourage, could there be a bomb in the stadium?
Bian Xun handed Ning Ye a headset, the channel connecting him to all security personnel, allowing for immediate communication in case of any situation. Ning Ye nervously accepted it, the atmosphere turning into something out of a spy movie.
As Ning Ye approached the entrance of the art center, she unconsciously clenched the fabric on her knees.
But neither of them revealed it, both trying their best to protect the child's eager anticipation.
When we arrived, the area was already packed with people. Many private cars were queuing up to park, and waves of tourists were arriving in ride-hailing vehicles, making it feel like a large concert.
At the main entrance of the art center, seven or eight security personnel were stationed, and a security checkpoint was set up, making the scene quite strict.
The building has the same staff at every door in the east, west, south, and north, making it difficult even for a fly to get in.
Seeing this, Ning Ye felt a little more relaxed.
Ning Ye got out of the car with Ning Zhitao, and a few meters away, an old-fashioned luxury car also suddenly opened its door.
Grandpa Bian and Bian Ziwen got out of the car together.
The old man immediately spotted Ning Zhitao in the crowd.
He walked over with a kind face, leaning on his cane, and exclaimed, "Tao Tao looks absolutely stunning today!"
Ning Zhitao's round ears twitched, accurately catching the praise, and she immediately became a little proud, raising her chubby face with all sorts of features.
Showcase! The makeup for the Silver Horn King, done by my mom!
Ning Ye felt slightly embarrassed by the result of the makeup and quietly took the child's hand.
However, Grandpa Bian's old face was full of joy, and his words of praise were endless, "Beautiful! It looks like it stepped out of a painting, so beautiful! Looking at it makes me feel like it's almost New Year's Day. Great-Grandpa will give you a big red envelope right now..."
He was already taking out his money as he spoke.
Ning Ye hurriedly led the children to the assembly point for registration, while keeping an eye on the security arrangements outside.
The child had already walked a mile, and the old man was still praising him. Bian Xun chuckled and said, "That's enough. Can't you stop talking nonsense?"
Old Master Bian glared at him, "What nonsense are you talking about? I genuinely think it's good."
It perfectly matches the older generation's aesthetic view of human infants.
It really hit me right in the heart!
Bian Xun: "?"
Bian Ziwen watched Bian Xun with a resentful look, and as he was about to walk away, he muttered to himself, "Money... let me earn some... money too..."
He truly believed that Bian Xun could become the world's richest man, and might even have already become so.
"?"
Bian Xun glanced at him, chuckled twice, and demurely straightened her clothes.
Mentally retarded.
Just then, a commotion broke out in the crowd, and two of the kind of vans often used by celebrities appeared at the entrance of the arts center. Instantly, a large number of media outlets surged out.
"Is this Ms. Xu Lanyi?"
Are you here to attend your son's choir competition?
"Ms. Xu, will your husband also be coming?"
When Grandpa Bian looked at Xu Lanyi again, he couldn't help but compare her to Ning Ye. After comparing them, he realized that apart from family background, Xu Lanyi was indeed inferior to Ning Ye.
Bian Xun watched the celebrity team walk towards the entrance with his cold, dark eyes. He raised his hand, and his assistant, Zhang, understood and immediately notified all entrances to step up security checks.
Ning Ye had already arrived backstage at the art center.
A class of children stood neatly in front of Teacher Youzi, their faces flushed red and purple, obediently lining up for rehearsal.
Each child's face lit up with joy as they turned to look at their parents, chattering away as they walked away.
Parents watched their children leave, and then returned to their seats.
Ning Ye turned around and her gaze met Xu Lanyi's from a distance.
The other party clearly saw something meaningful in it.
After their brief encounter on a train abroad, the two had not spoken since, but the undercurrents continued to flow.
Xu Lanyi saw Old Master Bian at the door just now, and she could certainly sense that after the relationship between the Xu and Bian families deteriorated, Old Master Bian's satisfaction with Ning Ye increased day by day.
It was Ning Ye who orchestrated the whole thing, ruining her public announcement of her son's birth and making a marriage between the two families impossible. Now that Old Master Bian's attitude towards her has softened, Ning Ye is probably hoping that she can finally marry into a wealthy family soon—
But does Grandpa Bian know what Ning Ye's immediate family members are like?
To achieve upward social mobility, one must first examine one's origins; a person's fate is predetermined from the start. And those who ultimately end up together have already been written into the story.
Xu Lanyi also had a vague premonition that she no longer needed to explain anything; the world would naturally give its heroine a perfect life.
Ning Ye watched the other person's retreating figure, her mind racing with thoughts.
The fact that Xu Lanyi was able to appear precisely at the point of the workers' strike and the train stoppage shows that she also has a perspective from the plot.
If that's the case, then the female lead must have also found Wang Xuebing as a pawn, knowing that his appearance was to establish the father-son relationship between Bian Xun and her son.
But since she knew the plot, she should be even more aware of the changes in reality. Now there are security checkpoints at every entrance of the art center, which was not part of the original plot—and even though Xu Lanyi noticed this change in her, her expression still showed a hint of excitement.
Ning Ye had a gut feeling that something was wrong.
It doesn't make logical sense.
If Xu Lanyi knew that Wang Xuebing had mistakenly arrested Gu Zixun in order to blackmail Bian Xun, she would at least be worried about the safety of her biological son.
But her focus seems to be entirely...on herself?
Then the purpose would be from a completely different perspective.
Ning Ye's drooping eyelashes paused slightly.
She suddenly realized that this might not just be an important plot point in the original work that establishes the father-son relationship between the male protagonist and the female protagonist's son.
It was also a perfect opportunity to bring about the social death of this "vicious female supporting character".
After being dealt with by Bian Xun last time, Xu Lanyi spent a lot of effort leading three capital groups to fight back. She is an arrogant woman with a vengeful heart.
Therefore, Xu Lanyi would definitely not let this opportunity pass by, and would expose it to the public, to the Bian family members present, and to everyone who had a social relationship with Ning Ye.
A gambling addict, a social scumbag, and a criminal who attempts to kidnap a child.
He is Ning Ye's biological father.
Because this is exactly the same logic the female protagonist uses throughout the book to find a high-quality father for her child.
Xu Lanyi firmly believed that a perfect father could erase all her mistakes, make everyone envious, and ensure her life's script was smooth and perfect. She was convinced that in a family environment where the mother was elegant and the father was refined, her son would grow up to be the best.
Therefore, Xu Lanyi would naturally think that a person with a trashy biological father is also trash.
Her father is a gambler and an extortionist, so what kind of good person could she be?
This is a completely coherent logic.
From the perspective of the main storyline, the female supporting character's life is merely a side story that doesn't need to be explicitly written. However, for Xu Lanyi, this is a golden opportunity to repay everything she has suffered tenfold.
This kind of personality might actually fit her "strong female lead" persona.
Xu Lanyi's eyes were clearly filled with excitement, which meant that she was ready to have Wang Xuebing appear.
The stage emcee had already begun announcing the program. As Ning Ye walked towards the audience, she raised her hand and pressed her earpiece, asking, "Have you found them yet?"
Through the hum of electricity, Bian Xun's low, sharp voice came clearly.
"not yet."
Bian Xun stood at the entrance of the art center, squinting at the two vans belonging to Xu Lanyi's team. Everyone was wearing the same Xu Lanyi Studio uniform, and there were a lot of them.
"We have already sent more people to search inside the venue."
After confirming that no one at any of the security checkpoints had seen Wang Xuebing, security personnel began patrolling each floor, checking every men's restroom, while also keeping a close watch on the stage both backstage and in front of the stage.
With such strict security measures in place, it would be impossible for Wang Xuebing to take the child away.
So Xu Lanyi knew, but she didn't care.
All she wanted was for Ning Ye's biological father to do this, and that was enough.
Ning Ye sat down in the parents' section, pursed her lips, and looked around. She didn't know where Wang Xuebing would appear, nor was she sure if Ning Cuizhen would also be around.
She quickly considered a solution in her mind.
People who evade debts year after year are like rats in a sewer, very good at hiding.
But with such a high level of security, Wang Xuebing isn't a god...
At this moment, Teacher Youzi led the middle class children to walk onto the stage in a line. All the children had big, shiny gold faces, and when the stage lights shone on them, the makeup really looked just right.
Every child on stage was nervous, but the audience was so dark that they couldn't see their parents at all. On stage, Ning Zhitao held Zhang Sijie's hand, the two little girls fidgeting with their palms, but quickly calmed down.
Children's choirs have a purifying power, like heavenly music. Though their voices are young, they resonate in the air above adults, as if they are being showered with gentle feathers.
Ning Ye kept a close watch on the child while recording the entire incident.
Midway through the song, Gu Zixun, whose makeup was noticeably more refined, even led the singing for several lines.
Indeed, it was outstanding, and Ning Ye heard many spectators around her discussing it.
But neither Ning Ye nor the old man Bian in the row behind her paid attention to Tao Tao, who was singing along with everyone else.
Grandpa Bian had gone to great lengths to get a seat in the back row of the official parents' seats. Now, as he listened, his legs were trembling, and tears streamed down his face, as if he had returned to the time when he was not yet old Deng.
Ning Ye turned around helplessly, only to find Xu Lanyi's team members scattered throughout the audience. Suddenly, something occurred to her—
If Wang Xuebing didn't enter through any door, is it possible that someone like him, who has no fixed abode, was originally hiding inside the art center?
Xu Lanyi has confirmed these things and wants to make sure he isn't discovered...
Ning Ye suddenly stood up. Just a few minutes earlier, Bian Xun had ordered a thorough search of everyone wearing Xu Lanyi's team uniform.
Ning Ye suddenly stood up and followed the children as they left the stage towards the waiting area.
If someone intentionally or unintentionally left the studio's uniform with Wang Xuebing, he could easily blend in with all the staff there...
"Bian Xun".
Her voice had barely come through the headset when Bian Xun answered.
"I'm in the exit corridor."
The two voices clashed, and they both understood Xu Lanyi's intention.
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now.
Xu Lanyi was at the corner of the corridor. As soon as Wang Xuebing appeared, her people would immediately grab him, "interrogate" him, and "surprisingly" discover that he was actually Ning Ye's father and had so many criminal records.
As Bian Xun strode over, Ning Ye's voice, now calm, came through his earpiece.
"You have his criminal record too, don't you?"
"Send it to me."
Bian Xun: "Okay."
He looked up and gazed down the corridor. Several children who had just finished their performance poured out of the door. He didn't see Ning Zhitao, but he did see Gu Zixun.
Bian Xun and Gu Zixun made eye contact for a split second.
The two men, one older and one younger, stared at each other.
Seeing this scene from afar, Xu Lanyi felt a sudden surge of excitement. She had imagined it countless times in her mind, and had hated and sought revenge on Bian Xun along the way, but at this moment, she still admitted that Bian Xun was the male lead she had chosen in her heart.
No one is better than him.
At that moment, Bian Xun suddenly frowned.
He also sensed something unusual. Looking up again, he saw a figure walking towards Gu Zixun.
As expected, Wang Xuebing appeared timidly, dressed in his studio clothes.
He wasn't grabbing Tao Tao; he didn't care about Bian Xun at all. But at that moment, he uncontrollably took a few steps forward, picked up Gu Zixun, and put him aside so that he was out of Wang Xuebing's sight.
Bian Xun's movements were indifferent, but a storm was brewing in his dark eyes—
His previous anxieties were completely ignited at this moment.
If certain operating rules can limit his right to interpret, what is the highest extent that restriction can be?
If he himself has a complete and clear consciousness, then how does the so-called plot develop?
Now it seems there is an answer.
Bian Xun looked at his hand; from the force he exerted, several veins bulged on the back of his hand, and sweat began to bead on his forehead. Yet, no matter how hard he tried with his hundreds of pounds of punching power, he couldn't resist the outstretched hand—
It actually reached towards Gu Zixun's head, as if to touch it.
Gu Zixun stared at him blankly.
At that moment, Ning Zhitao's round head peeked out from behind the door, but she hadn't seen her father yet.
Bian Xun's jawline was completely clenched, and his neck turned red in an instant as he tried his best to control his hands.
Suddenly, something flashed across the digital watch on his wrist. In that instant, his brain seemed to break free from something and briefly regain control.
Bian Xun's face turned ugly, and he clenched his fists tightly.
Having witnessed everything that had just happened, Xu Lanyi covered her mouth, tears welling in her eyes.
Sure enough, as soon as Bian Xun saw Wang Xuebing, he was reminded of Ning Ye's betrayal of him, and his feelings changed.
Xu Lanyi was not about to miss this opportunity. Overjoyed, she immediately screamed and ordered her men to rush forward.
"There's a strange person! Come and take a look!"
That's Ning Ye's biological father!
That whole family is the epitome of greed!
She was determined to nail Ning Ye to the pillar of shame today!
But at that moment, Wujiang's security personnel rushed up first and firmly held down Wang Xuebing, who was trying to run away.
More importantly, following Miss Ning's request, she held down his clothes first to prevent him from taking them off.
Ning Ye stepped out from behind the bodyguard and calmly repeated into her phone, "Yes, I called the police. I reported that a staff member of Xu Lanyi's team is suspected of being a fugitive. There are only children present. Please dispatch the police as soon as possible."
Xu Lanyi was taken aback.
My previously feverish mind suddenly cooled down.
No, no, how did I become someone from her studio?!
She tried to explain, but Wang Xuebing's work uniform was clearly visible!
A large number of media outlets rushed in and started snapping photos of Wang Xuebing. Wang Xuebing quickly hid his head inside his clothes, making the Xu Lanyi logo on his clothes even more clearly visible!
Xu Lanyi's throat went dry for a few seconds, "He picked it up...that's..."
However, all the studio staff members present from Xu Lanyi's team were wearing work uniforms. Where did this extra work uniform come from, and how did it happen to be found?
Ning Ye knew that at this moment, there was no time to give anyone time to think logically. She took screenshots of the criminal records on her phone and AirDropped them to all the phones present.
Waiting for the police to arrive will only confirm that Wang Xuebing is indeed involved in something. As for whether he is with the female celebrity's team, that's not their concern.
This was precisely what the media present were most concerned about!
Within seconds, the fact that Xu Lanyi's team included a fugitive fraudster was revealed on the spot.
Female celebrity, team, illegal activities.
With these words put together, who cares who Wang Xuebing's daughter is?
Xu Lanyi's face turned deathly pale instantly.
Her assistant immediately rushed out to protect her, saying, "Sister, let's go first, we can handle the public relations when we get back."
Xu Lanyi's men pulled Gu Zixun along and quickly withdrew.
The media, like locusts, all flocked to follow Xu Lanyi.
The security personnel held Wang Xuebing firmly and handed him over to the police officers who had arrived.
Ning Ye didn't even glance at him from beginning to end.
Ning Ye finally breathed a long sigh of relief after everyone had left.
Teacher Yuzu pressed the children down behind the door before slowly pushing it open and stepping out. "What...what happened just now?"
She and the other children had no idea what was happening; they felt a jolt, as if they had been in a battle.
Ning Ye, who had turned the tide in an instant, shook her head and smiled at Tao Tao, "It's nothing."
Ning Zhitao scratched her head, feeling as if her mother had done something big, but the little girl's mind was still immersed in the performance just now. Seeing her mother's gentle smile, she quickly rushed over happily.
A child's innocence and naivety are the best reward for adults.
She only hopes that her children can grow up healthy.
"Mom, did you hear my voice just now?"
"I heard you."
"Did I sing well?"
"Of course, I think you sang the best."
...
The mother and daughter walked hand in hand to the child's father.
Ning Ye felt that she and Bian Xun had worked well together today and had overcome a difficult situation.
However, when he looked up, he found that Bian Xun's face was very ugly.
It was a pale, almost deathly white.
Bian Xun looked down at the digital watch.
Previously, in order to test the rate at which his bank account balance was depleted, the watch face was connected to his bank card balance and he was also receiving bill notifications.
Just now, at the moment his actions were no longer restricted, a huge expenditure popped up.
That was a new apartment Bian Xun had bought near the kindergarten. It was a large, single-level apartment with more spacious rooms, and the location hadn't changed much, so Ning Ye's commute to work was still convenient. He had already planned out their new cohabitation life and hadn't even started persuading her to move in yet, but unexpectedly, it came in handy here first.
The remaining balance in the corporate account was just transferred out.
In that instant, his brain regained control.
Bian Xun slowly closed his eyes.
He finally realized something: his balance was slipping away every second, but his focus had always been on "money," and he had never thought about it from the other perspective—
What if every penny lost was used to buy time?
If his "sober" state can only be temporarily stimulated by money.
He was caught up in the plot, and if he had to find the only symbol that could stimulate him...
Capitalists are the embodiment of "money".
Bian Xun didn't know when he would lose control again. He had just spent several sums of money quickly, but conscious spending didn't seem to help.
Bian Xun raised his dark eyes and looked intently at Ning Ye.
All the causes and consequences seem to have finally come together.
He took out his black card from the inside left pocket of his suit jacket.
Just as he was about to hand it over, he suddenly realized something, slowly put it back, and instead reached into his right pocket.
He pulled out that future black card.
If you ask her to spend money, she'll feel burdened if she knows the actual amount, and she won't dare to spend it at all.
“Swipe this card, it’ll cost you some money,” Bian Xun said in a tense voice, “Don’t spend less than a thousand.”
Try it out, ten million after ten million, and see how much his time is really worth.
Ning Ye asked, puzzled, "Use the Future Card?"
“Hmm,” Bian Xun said with his eyes closed, his voice cool and clear, “I’m fine with buying anything.”
Seeing his expression, Ning Ye knew he had something on his mind, so she didn't ask any more questions. After thinking for a while, she used his card to buy a set of children's vocal lessons. Tao Tao was really into these two choral lessons.
I also bought a complete set of winter pajamas for the family of three, in small, medium, and large sizes.
I also bought a new four-piece bedding set, choosing a higher-count silk floss one.
After thinking about it, I don't have anything I need to buy for the time being.
Bian Xun looked down at the balance on his watch. After several rounds of money disappearing, plus the more than 50 million he spent on running away with the baby, his wealth of more than 20 billion that he had amassed was finally starting to drop by hundreds of millions.
His mind was jolted awake, a chilling wind piercing his bones, and he finally slowly raised his head.
The mother and daughter looked equally confused. Ning Ye asked, puzzled, "Why are you suddenly asking me to buy things? What's going on?"
Beneath his brow bone, his dark eyes were deep, and a cool breath emanated from his lips.
"This is my pacemaker."
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The CEO has figured out the shitty rules he's facing.
What kind of father is Wang?
The world treats him like royalty.
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Author's Note: Ahhh, I've pushed this far, it's so fat!!
It's starting! It's starting! It's starting! The whole CEO family, charge!
This guy surnamed Zhao returned to the middle of the night like this, and randomly sent 100 red envelopes (crying) (kneeling) (begging for a quick recovery).
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