“Yes, it should have been this way a long time ago.” Seeing that Su Yi was finally ready to let go of the Su family and start fighting back, Wang Xia was excited and relieved.
In the past, Su Yi was bound by blood ties and could never bring himself to strike at Su Xinghan, believing him to be his only relative, repeatedly tolerating and yielding.
Wang Xia could only watch and worry, with no other way to help.
Now it was finally better; Su Yi was sober, and he would definitely make those parasites pay the price.
Wang Xia contacted all the media people she knew and sent out the photos.
Su Yi looked out the window. This time, he would expose the ugly faces of those people completely under the sunlight.
He would make them receive the punishment they deserved!
He would make them taste what it was like to live in despair!
At the Su Residence
Because of the exposure of Su Yi’s will, the Su family’s reputation was ruined, and their business plummeted. Su Xinghan would vent his anger as soon as he got home, cursing Su Yi.
“That rebellious son, even after he’s dead, still won’t let people have peace. He actually dared to leave a will for Wang Xia. Now those fans of his are going crazy, jumping out all at once, holding banners to boycott our hotel. If they keep making a scene like this, the hotel will go bankrupt and close sooner or later.”
Zhou Shaozi could see that the Su family’s hotel was probably really done for this time, but she wasn’t afraid.
Over the years, she had secretly saved a large sum of money behind Su Xinghan’s back. Besides, she wouldn’t hang herself on one tree like Su Xinghan; she had kept plenty of escape routes for herself.
Moreover, she had a son, and her son had already debuted. Once Su Xinghan used his resources to make her son famous, she and her son would just abandon the Su family and leave.
Zhou Shaozi: “I told you a long time ago that Su Yi was an ungrateful wolf that couldn’t be tamed. He seemed so filial to you on the surface, but in reality, he was secretly collecting so much evidence. Even after dying, he still pushed the Su family into a pit of fire, refusing to even acknowledge you, his own father. Look at how cruel this heart is.”
The more Su Xinghan listened, the angrier he became, naturally thinking of his other son: “I saw long ago that he wasn’t as obedient and sensible as Yu’an. The son you gave birth to is better.”
Zhou Shaozi held her nose up high: “That goes without saying; that is my son. The program team has already listed my Yu’bao as a permanent guest; my son was born to be a star.”
“Hmm, once Yu’an becomes famous, our hotel will be able to recover, and our Su family will be even better.” Su Xinghan seemed to be able to see the boost Su Yu’an would provide to the family business.
Zhou Shaozi: “If Yu’bao wants to become famous quickly, he also needs ‘heat’ (popularity). You, as a father, must be willing to spend money to buy more trending topics and the like for your son.”
“Of course I will buy popularity. Everything in our Su family will be Yu’an’s in the future. As a father, I will certainly fully support Yu’an.” At this moment, Su Xinghan truly looked like a loving, kind father considering everything for his child.
The smile on Zhou Shaozi’s face grew thicker as she walked over and leaned into Su Xinghan’s arms: “I knew you loved our Yu’bao the most.”
Su Xinghan’s mood improved a little. He took out his phone to pave the way for Su Yu’an, and then he saw the news pushed to his mobile feed.
At this sight, his face became increasingly dark and gloomy!
“What are you standing there for? Go buy more trending topics for our son!” Zhou Shaozi said, seeing that Su Xinghan’s hand holding the phone wasn’t moving, and couldn’t help but urge him.
Su Xinghan shoved Zhou Shaozi away, glared at her with fierce eyes, and raised his hand to slap her across the face, knocking her to the ground, and cursed: “You bitch!”
“Su Xinghan, what kind of madness are you having, how dare you hit me!” Zhou Shaozi fell to the ground, covering her face, feeling extremely wronged.
“Hit you? Watch me beat you to death!” Su Xinghan threw his phone directly at Zhou Shaozi’s face; blood began to flow from her forehead.
Su Xinghan didn’t stop there; he fiercely kicked Zhou Shaozi a few more times.
Zhou Shaozi wiped the blood from the corner of her eye, crawled over, and tremblingly picked up the phone. She had to know what Su Xinghan had seen that made him attack her so viciously.
When she saw the screen full of photos, the anger on Zhou Shaozi’s face turned to fear: “Impossible, impossible.”
“Xinghan, don’t believe it, these are all fake.” Zhou Shaozi grabbed the hem of Su Xinghan’s trousers, “It’s all fake, someone wants to frame me, they deliberately photoshopped them.”
Su Xinghan leaned over and pinched Zhou Shaozi’s neck, lifting her up and raging: “Fake? If it’s fake, what are you afraid of? Do you think I’m a fool who is easy to trick? Can’t I recognize that slutty look of yours when you hook up with men?”
Zhou Shaozi couldn’t breathe under Su Xinghan’s grip and used all her strength to beat his hand, wanting him to let go.
But Su Xinghan kept applying force until Zhou Shaozi’s face turned purple from holding her breath; only then did he barely loosen his hand and throw her aside.
Zhou Shaozi lay on the ground gasping for air, coughing violently. Su Xinghan stood by, watching coldly, his eyes full of hatred without a shred of warmth.
After a long while, Su Xinghan spoke: “You should be thankful that you gave birth to a good son who is still of some use to me, otherwise…”
When Zhou Shaozi heard this, her pupils constricted. She looked up and saw Su Xinghan’s eyes swipe over her legs, and she hurriedly pulled her legs back to hold them.
Based on her knowledge of Su Xinghan, that look in his eyes meant he wanted to cripple her legs.
Sure enough, Su Xinghan squatted down, grabbed her ankle viciously, and held it: “Stay at home and behave yourself. If it weren’t for the fact that I’m afraid the boy will see you in such a miserable state when he comes home, do you think these two promiscuous legs of yours would still be attached!”
Su Xinghan got up and left, calling a few people to keep an eye on Zhou Shaozi.
Zhou Shaozi looked at the deep pinch marks left on her ankle. What should she do? If Su Xinghan finds out the truth, she will be truly done for. No, she has to escape.
After recording today’s program, Su Yu’an found that the people beside him were looking at him with strange eyes again. Having had that previous experience…
He immediately took out his phone to check the trending topics. Sure enough, something had happened at his home again; the internet was full of intimate photos of his mother with different men.
This was impossible; it must be fake. His gentle and virtuous mother and his father were in a loving relationship; it was impossible that there was anyone else on the outside. It must be someone wanting to mess with their family!
It must be Su Yi. Before he died, Su Yi envied him the most for having a happy, complete family with a loving father and mother. It must be that Su Yi photoshopped these fake pictures to slander his mother.
No, he had to suppress this popularity!
How to do it? How to suppress it?
Su Yu’an took out his phone and saw the photo he had secretly taken of Zhuang Qingyuan and Qian Xu holding hands; he had an idea.
……..
After those photos of Zhou Shaozi were exposed, Su Yi glanced at them and tossed his phone aside. If he had known earlier that Zhou Shaozi’s private life was this chaotic, he should have acted against her long ago.
Thinking of his own mother, Su Yi subconsciously pressed his palm, but didn’t touch the familiar scar.
Wang Xia also put down her phone: “Just received news, Qiu Liang has been investigated and taken in. On his first day inside, someone… cut him.”
“Qiu Liang?” If Wang Xia hadn’t mentioned it, Su Yi would have almost forgotten this person.
Su Yi didn’t even need to guess now; he knew it was Zhuang Qingyuan who had done it.
“That old thing has done all kinds of evil; he should have received this retribution long ago,” Su Yi said.
Wang Xia knew that Qian Xu had been to Qiu Liang’s drinking party, nodded, and said again: “There is news stating it was reported by people on Zhuang Qingyuan’s side.”
“Hmm,” Su Yi responded lightly.
Wang Xia watched Su Yi’s calm face: “Do you know it was Zhuang Qingyuan who found someone to do it?”
Su Yi nodded again and looked out the window.
Wang Xia saw that Su Yi’s reaction was too calm. Thinking that the two of them were even head-to-head and very intimate on stage, she asked: “Zhuang Qingyuan was really full of charisma and domineering when he retorted to Fu Yan today. Did you not feel a bit touched… or something?”
Su Yi was still silent. After a moment, he said honestly: “Touched! The feeling of being protected by someone with heart… is really good!”
Wang Xia exhaled deeply: “I said it; you two are getting along well today. Maybe in the future, you will get married…”
“Sister,” Su Yi interrupted Wang Xia, “Zhuang Qingyuan and I didn’t know each other at all before. What kind of Su Yi is the one he likes? Does he even know what the real Su Yi is like? Will he still like him after knowing?”
Wang Xia hesitated for a second or two and said: “The real Su Yi is even better. How could he not like him? He will only like him even more.”
Su Yi smiled. He couldn’t ask Wang Xia this question; Wang Xia had too heavy a filter on him.
“Ding-dong.”
Su Yi picked up his phone and received a deposit; it was his notification fee for this time.
He immediately transferred a portion to Wang Xia; he had to let Wang Xia help find a suitable location to rent a storefront so that his sister wouldn’t have to go out and set up a street stall in the wind and rain anymore.
Wang Xia looked at the bank transfer: “Has the notification fee arrived?”
“Hmm, see what locations have suitable storefronts for rent,” Su Yi said.
“Okay,” Wang Xia agreed. She knew Su Yi was doing this for Qian Qian.
After sending Su Yi back to the residential complex, Wang Xia also went home. Not long after, she sent Su Yi a message saying that “The Amnesiac Wind” was confirmed to start filming at the end of this month.
That was perfect; in the meantime, he could finish the other two engagements.
Tomorrow’s engagement was “Game of Life.” This program was a joint venture with a mobile game that had become popular recently. The content of the program was for guests to play characters in the game to complete set tasks.
Unlike “Young Voices,” which was mostly newcomers, the guests of this program were all popular actors or idols with influence and talk-value.
In addition, this program was a live broadcast, and the real-time viewership was very high.
Live broadcast? Su Yi now only worried about one variable, and that was Zhuang Qingyuan.
Su Yi picked up the phone and dialed Zhuang Qingyuan. It was answered after only one ring.
“In a meeting. I’ll come to find you as soon as it ends.”
Zhuang Qingyuan’s voice was gentle and deep, carrying an indescribable intimacy.
Su Yi felt a tingle in his ears and raised his hand to hold the phone a bit further away. Why did this phone call feel as if Zhuang Qingyuan was lying beside his ear speaking? It was inexplicably ambiguous!
He had never had this effect when talking to others on the phone before!
“It’s fine, you’re busy.” Su Yi quickly hung up the phone.
Regret, too impulsive. He shouldn’t have called this person.
The executives of Qingyi watched President Zhuang, who had just been furious with anger, instantly beaming with joy because of a phone call, his face full of spring breeze.
The key was that the voice when answering the phone was so gentle it was sickening, making everyone present have goosebumps standing up.
Huo Yang glanced at the peacock-displaying-its-feathers Zhuang Qingyuan, turned his head, and covered his eyes—he couldn’t bear to look.
Zhuang Qingyuan put away his phone and met everyone’s gaze. The smile on his face faded, and there wasn’t a shred of warmth left in his eyes, only a chilling indifference.
He said sternly: “Who is next? Hurry up and report. From now on, meetings are not allowed to exceed half an hour.”
Everyone: “……”
The double standard was too strong!
Who exactly was on the other end of that call? Hurry up and tame this tyrant!
“Are you on the phone with Zhuang Qingyuan?” Qian Qian walked downstairs, “Tell him if he’s not busy, come over to the house for a meal.”
“He’s quite busy,” Su Yi quickly replied.
Hearing Qian Xu’s instant reply, Qian Qian smiled: “Better to be a bit busy. You help your sister look at the design drafts. I’ve accepted a few drawing orders online, but I don’t know if the children nowadays like this style. You help your sister screen them first.”
Su Yi looked at the initial draft on the iPad, remembering that before Qian Qian quit her job, she was a designer. Now, his sister’s hands had become too rough; one couldn’t tell at all that she used to paint.
“Sister, it’s drawn very well. Why don’t you go back to fashion design.” Su Yi said.
“Haven’t touched it in two years.” Qian Qian looked at her own hands and covered them with her sleeves, “I’m afraid it won’t be easy to go back.”
Su Yi: “You don’t need to go back to work.”
“I have already received the notification fee and asked Wang Xia to help rent a storefront. It will be just right to open a private clothing store. Sister can do her own brand in the future.”