The Wavy-Haired Beauty was a third-tier model who frequented bars, relying on her connections with wealthy young men to maintain her facade of high society. She was well aware of Gu Xiangzhou, whose background was far more impressive than Wang Tu's, and he was handsome as well. The prospect of flirting with such a rich heir excited her.
An hour later, a McLaren sports car slowly pulled up.
"Brother Zhou is here!" A swarm of people rushed over like flies, and Wang Tu led the Wavy-Haired Girl toward him.
As she ran up, her first instinct was not to check the driver’s seat but the passenger seat. Seeing that there were no beautiful women in the passenger seat, she let out a sigh of relief.
Many were eager to flatter Gu Xiangzhou, and after waiting for a while, Wang Tu and the Wavy-Haired Girl finally found an opportunity to speak with him.
Gu Xiangzhou, of course, did not recognize someone like Wang Tu. The Wavy-Haired Girl was indeed skilled and had an attractive figure; her sensual allure quickly captivated Gu Xiangzhou, who was known as the "Beijing Cannon King."
Before long, she found herself comfortably seated in the passenger seat of the McLaren. Tonight, she would be “bombarded” by the Beijing Cannon King. Gu Xiangzhou was confident that his reputation would ensure Qin Xiaoya would comply.
The night passed without incident. The next morning, Gu Xiangzhou and the Wavy-Haired Girl woke up in a hotel suite. He dialed Qin Xiaoya's number.
After explaining his purpose, Qin Xiaoya simply replied, "Twenty million, not a penny less, and it must be transferred today. If it’s not in by today, it will double tomorrow."
Sitting on the large bed, Gu Xiangzhou heard the busy signal on his phone. He glanced at the Wavy-Haired Girl resting on his shoulder with an expectant look and felt a bit embarrassed. Qin Xiaoya actually refused to give him face, which left him feeling quite uncomfortable.
"Brother Zhou, what's wrong? Does Miss Qin disagree?" the Wavy-Haired Girl asked.
"Hmph! She doesn’t even give me face; I’ll go find her later," Gu Xiangzhou said darkly. "And she even said if twenty million isn’t transferred today, you’ll owe tenfold compensation tomorrow. No rush; I’ll take you to see her tomorrow. I want to see how she plans to make you pay tenfold."
"Tenfold? That’s two hundred million! Even loan sharks aren’t that ruthless," the Wavy-Haired Girl exclaimed in shock but didn’t take it too seriously, thinking Qin Xiaoya was just exaggerating to scare them.
Meanwhile, on the other end of the line, after hanging up on Gu Xiangzhou, Qin Xiaoya didn’t think much of it. Seeing Jiang Chen as a groomsman inspired her to join Jiang Lu as a bridesmaid.
Weddings were meant to be lively and festive; having more bridesmaids and groomsmen wouldn’t hurt.
After a bustling morning, they arrived at the hotel around ten o'clock. Wang Shun Yuan's parents had just come in that morning; he personally went to pick them up.
In truth, they were not entirely in favor of this marriage either; they felt it wasn’t suitable for Huang Lin’s family. After all, even though Huang Lin came from a rural area in Beijing, she still held a Beijing residency permit. Outsiders—especially those from the countryside—were often seen as inferior by city dwellers.
Moreover, what troubled Wang Shun Yuan's parents was Huang Lin's parents' attitude during their previous visit to Beijing for introductions; they had been cold and distant throughout the entire process, making it extremely awkward.
Wang Shun Yuan's parents were simple folk but often more sensitive and perceptive than one might think. They genuinely did not want their son to marry Huang Lin; however, since the young couple was insistent, there was little they could do. Although the wedding had yet to begin, they could already foresee how Huang Lin’s parents and relatives would react.
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