Chapter 37: Chapter 37 Mom Personally Made Small Cakes Chapter 37: Chapter 37 Mom Personally Made Small Cakes Zuo Wanjun was still a bit reluctant.
At the thought of Mrs. Shen’s tactics, she felt a chill in her heart.
“Don’t worry, Mom. Grandpa is also at Qiao Xi Hospital, so I’ll go check on him too.”
“Hey, Xiao Wu, you got this. Mom’s not going! I’ll make you a cake tomorrow instead!”
Qingwu: “…”
She didn’t actually expect Zuo Wanjun to go with her.
Shen Yurou: “!!!”
The unidentifiable lump Qingwu ate was actually a homemade cake by Zuo Wanjun!
Her face twisted slightly from the acidity.
The thought of Qingwu going to the hospital tomorrow and getting into trouble in front of Mrs. Shen somewhat comforted Shen Yurou!
If this continued, Qingwu would definitely take everything from her!
…
Beijing, Pei Mansion
Annie, holding a newspaper, knocked on the door of Pei Jue’s study and placed the newspaper on his desk.
“Read it, I don’t remember having a habit of reading newspapers.”
“Boss, you said it, so I’ll read it! Ning City’s Lin Family (ancestral home Xing City Ankang Village), Lin Jingsheng and Qian Yueqiang, have officially severed all ties with their foster daughter, Qingwu. The Lin Family has no further connection to Qingwu. Please don’t get entangled; let’s part ways…”
She cleared her throat. The official announcement was delivered dramatically but was taken away by Pei Jue before she could finish.
“A public notice from the Lin Family?”
“Yes, they have cut ties with Miss Qingwu. I checked—Miss Qingwu is their foster daughter, and now their biological daughter has been found and brought back. Miss Qingwu was kicked out of the house.”
Kicked out of the house?!
How could they dare!
Pei Jue saw the words, and an image of her soft yet stubborn little face flashed in his mind. She cared so much about her family, yet was treated this way…
His heart ached uncontrollably!
He wanted to see her, right now!
Annie was somewhat indignant, “Miss Qingwu is so good, how could they do this—it’s just too much!”
Pei Jue pressed his fingers to his brow, stood up, grabbed his coat and the car keys left on the table. This beat-up car had recently become his exclusive ride; even the chauffeur, Master Chen, who bought groceries for the manor, had gotten a new car…
“Boss, are you going to find Miss Qingwu? Why not use another car? This car is really too shabby!”
Every time Annie saw her boss, dressed in a fully custom-made suit, driving a car that cost less than one of his cufflinks, her heart sank.
For six consecutive years, the third young master of the Pei Family had topped the list of the world’s youngest billionaires, yet here he was driving a manual sedan worth only a hundred thousand dollars, even moonlighting as a Didi driver…
Saying it aloud, no one would believe it!
Annie sighed deeply, “I fear if Pei Clan’s partners see it, they’ll think Pei Clan went bankrupt…”
“She likes it.”
“…”
“Boss, listen to me! No girl would like a junky car. Now Miss Qingwu is definitely in a bad mood after seeing the newspaper; you should switch cars to pick her up!”
Pei Jue frowned slightly, uncertain, “Won’t I scare her off?”
“Absolutely not! Switching cars now shows off your strength, it’s very important!”
“Alright, I understand.”
On the other side.
At Changrong Mall, in the back of Ye Yi’s shop, Qingwu’s slender fingers typed on the keyboard, and a series of garbled characters appeared before her eyes.
Qingwu paid no attention to the data, as a site she developed was quickly brought up.
A secured call came through the internal network.
“Boss, Tarzan is currently looking for the mysterious doctor ‘Chang Yue,’ even putting out a recruitment post on the Dark Web, hoping Chang Yue would join their organization.”
“Don’t pay any mind.”
Tarzan’s recruitment message for Chang Yue also appeared on the Dark Web account related to Chang Yue.
“Yes, besides, we’ve had a business deal go south recently. Initially, we were going to lose some money, but someone helped us out. I checked, and it’s coming from Deep Sea’s IP. Boss, are we collaborating with Deep Sea recently?”
“A little.”
“The Lin Family published an announcement severing ties with you. Should we also cut off all collaborations with the Lin Family?”
Ye Zhi became agitated, thinking about it. Without the boss’s help in the shadows, Lin Jingsheng wouldn’t be anywhere close to what people thought—a business genius.
With his limited brainpower, forget about making money; it would be impressive if he could avoid losing all his assets!
Our boss did so much for the Lin Family, yet Lin Jingsheng severed ties, seemingly afraid the boss wouldn’t let go of their family’s measly wealth and glory… Just thinking about it made Ye Zhi want to puke!
Qingwu remained silent for a moment, her slender white fingers gently tapping on the table, as if in thought.
She spoke softly, “No, according to the market collaboration agreement, claim compensation from the Lin Family.”
Ye Zhi: “!!!”
As a partner of Lin Group, they had the right to claim compensation from Lin Jingsheng for causing business losses!
The more Ye Zhi thought about it, the more excited he got!
“Okay, I’ll draft the contract right away! Let Lin Jingsheng taste what bankruptcy feels like!”
Qingwu gave a brief response, ignoring the complex information on the Dark Web and closed the webpage.
Lin Xuecheng pushed the recently recovered Lu Mingchuan, walking along the luxury street outside Changrong Mall.
“Mingchuan brother, you treat me so well, coming to Beijing to buy me a bag as soon as you’ve recovered a little. I’m so happy!”
Lu Mingchuan waved his plastered hand a few times, revealing what he thought was a charming smile.
If it wasn’t for Lin Xuecheng bringing him out, he hadn’t the chance to leave Ning City to attend the latest nightclub opening in Beijing…
Thinking about the new models showing up tonight, Lu Mingchuan felt a thrill within.
Buying Lin Xuecheng a few bags was just to keep her busy so she wouldn’t follow him tonight.
“Chengcheng, it’s lucky you brought the documents over; it solved our Lu Family’s urgent issues. Rest assured, I will treat you well!”
Lin Xuecheng’s face was full of happiness, a blush of a shy little woman clear as day.
“Isn’t that Qingwu? Why is she still in Beijing?”
Lin Xuecheng frowned, staring at Qingwu standing at the entrance of Changrong Mall. She wore a plain dress and got into a black Bentley…
“It must be those shady men Qingwu is seducing, I really don’t know what they see in her!”
A hint of darkness flashed in Lu Mingchuan’s eyes.
Damn Qingwu, if it wasn’t for her, he wouldn’t be in this state.
“Don’t mind her. She’s chosen to live like this. Chengcheng, you’re my destined bride.”
Lin Xuecheng nodded shyly, her gaze never leaving the car Qingwu got into.
The man driving seemed middle-aged, older than Lin Jingsheng, and balding, presumably Qingwu’s current sugar daddy…
Lu Mingchuan thought the same.
Once she’s abandoned by these men, she will definitely come crying to him…
Inside the Bentley, Pei Jue handed Qingwu a stack of documents.
“Information on Tarzan, courtesy of Deep Sea.”
“Thanks. I’ll share High Tower’s information with you as well.”
Pei Jue’s face was graced with a gentle smile, seemingly unconcerned about the sharing of files.
“News from the International Police says the Drug King plans to sell the newly developed Snow Crystal No.2 in Hua Country. If it succeeds, it’ll be another tough battle.”
“Snow Crystal No.2? Has the Drug King grasped the formula to refine Snow Crystal No.2?”
Qingwu’s brow knitted slightly, her ivory skin emanating a faint pink. Her slightly annoyed expression made her seem as if she walked out of a painting, exuding a queen-like aura!
Snow Crystal No.2, renowned as the world’s purest drug, a mere gram could ruin an ordinary family, leaving them shattered and homeless, while also representing absolute profit!
Three years ago, while Qingwu was navigating the international circuits in Yundian, she had once promised someone that Snow Crystal No.2 would never enter Hua Country’s borders!
“Yes, but fortunately, the Drug King has been captured, so Snow Crystal No.2 is currently in the hands of the International Police. You don’t need to worry.”
“Hmm, you changed the car?”
Pei Jue was a bit nervous, “Do you like it?”
Qingwu: “…”
What did it have to do with her?
The driver chimed in cheerfully, “Ah, this was to pick you up. President Pei said the old car was getting on in years and worried it wouldn’t be comfortable for you, so he switched it out.”
Pei Jue’s eyes sparkled like stars as he smiled.
“I read the newspaper, and worried that if I drove, I might do something impulsive, so today, I can’t be your driver, sorry.”
Impulsive?
Qingwu’s mind flashed to Pei Jue at the bar, hitting Lu Mingchuan, his explosive and suppressed rage-filled punch replaying in her mind, making her heart inexplicably race…
