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The congested traffic made Song Pearl feel a tightness in her chest as she took a deep breath. Hong Xinran noticed her discomfort and lowered the closed car window again.
"I was worried you were still angry..." Song Pearl paused before saying something that wouldn't hurt Hong Xinran.
"What are you worried about? You clearly don't consider me a friend!" Hong Xinran said, though her tone was defiant, her eyes showed no sign of anger.
Song Pearl's emotions were not stirred by Hong Xinran, and she responded with a faint smile before falling silent again.
It wasn't until the long line of cars on the road began to move that Hong Xinran started the car.
She glanced at the exhausted Song Pearl, then turned her eyes back to the road ahead. The traffic jam had cleared, but there was a puddle on the pavement, as if a collision had occurred, thankfully without any casualties.
"I didn't expect so much to happen after I left! You're actually Chairman Wu's daughter! That's quite dramatic!"
Hong Xinran broke the silence. "Even more ridiculous is that you married Qing Wenyu without any warning. I used to talk badly about him in front of you, and who knew you weren't listening! Now I'm starting to suspect that you had a crush on him all along!"
As she spoke, Hong Xinran turned the car into the next intersection, where the number of vehicles decreased and the road opened up.
"I didn't expect it either; it's really strange..." Song Pearl replied quietly.
She didn't explain; it was neither yes nor no. She just hadn't thought about it.
"What didn't you expect? Marrying Qing Wenyu or that Wu Qiang is your dad?" Hong Xinran pressed for clarity.
"Neither," Song Pearl replied succinctly.
Hong Xinran seemed to finally sense Song Pearl's cold and lifeless attitude. Not wanting to dwell on old grievances anymore, she changed the subject and asked, "I heard you're in D City because of your dad's situation?"
"Who told you that?" Song Pearl barely lifted an eyelid.
"Of course it's Qing Wenyu. He just called me to take care of you for a bit. I hung up the phone and saw you right by the roadside; what a coincidence!" Hong Xinran said cheerfully, as if she never had an unhappy moment.
"Actually, Qing Wenyu is a very responsible person. Although he lacks romantic flair, thinking about it now, you two are quite suitable for each other."
"Did Qing Wenyu say anything else to you?" Song Pearl asked.
"Yes, how did you guess?" Hong Xinran raised her eyebrows and tilted her head to look at Song Pearl. "As expected of a couple, you have a telepathic connection. He wants to borrow some money from me and told me not to tell you..."
"Drive carefully!" After hearing Hong Xinran's words, Song Pearl smiled and said, "He’s lucky to have someone like you as a confidante!"
"That sounds a bit jealous!" Hong Xinran laughed heartily. "Don't think about that. We haven't gathered in a long time; let's go eat first. After we eat, we'll have the energy to deal with all those messy things!"
Song Pearl finally curled her lips into a smile. Was she really feeling jealous?
She owed Qing Wenyu a big favor this time; how could she repay him when she got back?
In no time, the money arrived, and Song Pearl picked up Wu Qiang.
Qing Wenyu's car was already waiting by the roadside.
"Let's go home first. We'll deal with other matters later," he said, his tall figure silhouetted against the light. Song Pearl felt a sense of security in her life once again.
"Listen. Did you help raise the money?" Wu Qiang asked as he got into the car.
"This is what I should do," Qing Wenyu replied, his voice revealing no emotion.
"I'm really sorry; I ended up being a burden to you both," Wu Qiang sighed.
Song Pearl looked at Qing Wenyu's sharply defined face in the rearview mirror, feeling both familiar and strange. Why was he being so good to her? Was it simply because they were married and should share both blessings and hardships?
“The matters regarding the Resort are almost settled; I expect Zhenzhu will be handing over soon,” Qing Wenyu said.
“Does that mean I’ll be unemployed?” Song Pearl chuckled self-deprecatingly. “Dad, our lives are truly miserable; how did we end up like this? Shouldn’t we fight back?”
Wu Qiang looked at Song Pearl, amused by her expression.
He said softly, “This Girl, even at a time like this, your mood is still so good! In fact, people do what they can see. If you want to fight back, then do it; if you don’t want to, the bad guys will eventually get their comeuppance!”
“Will bad people really get their comeuppance?” Song Pearl looked up at the car roof nearby, pondering what the boundary is between good and bad people. They might think others are bad, while those others might think they are the bad ones!
Meanwhile, in the nineteenth-floor office of Jin Mai, Wu Yuqian, Jin Zhu, and Jin Weicheng were seated in a triangular formation at the table.
“Yu Qian, now that everything you wanted has been realized, have you thought about your situation with Wei Cheng?”
Jin Zhu twirled two shiny walnuts in his hands, looking at Wu Yuqian with a smile.
Wu Yuqian glanced sideways at Jin Weicheng, who was leaning back in his seat chewing gum, his charming eyes half-closed as if he hadn’t fully woken up.
It felt like a dream to think she would like someone like him in her lifetime.
“That depends on what Wei Cheng thinks,” Wu Yuqian smiled lightly, revealing two attractive dimples. “I’m afraid he wouldn’t look twice at someone like me without any family background.”
“Wei Cheng!” Jin Zhu kicked Jin Weicheng's foot lightly. “Didn’t you hear what Yu Qian said? If there are no objections, I plan to arrange your engagement next month!”
Upon hearing this from Jin Zhu, Jin Weicheng jumped up as if stung by a scorpion. “Dad, don’t joke around! What’s your standard? With my conditions, I should marry a well-matched noble lady. Is Wu Yuqian one now? She’s no longer just Wu Qiang’s daughter; why are you forcing me to marry her?”
Wu Yuqian smiled lightly, and Jin Weicheng was still quite understanding, not taking advantage of the situation.
"What? You don't want to?" Jin Zhu's thick black eyebrows raised as he glanced deeply at Jin Weicheng before looking at Wu Yuqian.
"Then how about you? Are you willing to be our Jin Family's Daughter-in-law?" He stared into Wu Yuqian's eyes and asked, "I've watched you grow up; you're smart, clever, and understanding. Your work ability is no less than any man's. So I've long intended for you to marry Wei Cheng. Regardless of whether he agrees or not, you two will be engaged next month!"
"Engaged!" Wu Yuqian suddenly looked at Jin Zhu, not expecting his authoritarian stance.
"I disagree. Jin Weicheng doesn't like me, and I have someone else I like. We can't get engaged!" She rejected without a second thought.
"Not getting engaged to Wei Cheng?" Jin Zhu sneered, "You think you've grown wings, don't you?"
"That's not what I mean." Wu Yuqian raised her hand to brush back the hair that had fallen over her forehead. "Uncle Jin, I know you've always been an open-minded person, and I respect you very much. But there is no romantic relationship between us; being together would only bring harm! Do you want to be as overbearing as Wu Qiang?"
"Wu Qiang is overbearing? I haven't felt that at all," Jin Zhu smirked. "That guy must have had his brain kicked by a donkey. He knows you're not his daughter yet still gave you ten percent of his shares! I really don't know what he's thinking!"
"Of course it's compensation for me! After all these years of being his daughter, if I don't take it, where can I find such a good deal?"
"Haha, I just love your calculating nature," Jin Zhu said while lightly patting his thigh. "But he never expected that you would conspire with me to trap him and push him out of Jin Mai step by step. If he knew, what kind of situation would it be?"
"Although he is no longer my father, he has raised me. You need to understand that I did not conspire against him with you!" Wu Yuqian bit her lip, her face turning red.
"Haha, fine, it's all my doing. I, Jin Zhu, am indeed this wicked villain. This matter has nothing to do with you young people. However..."
Jin Zhu's words trailed off as his gaze lingered on Wu Yuqian. "Why should I treat you well? Listening to your plans last night seemed to involve my son too. If anything were to happen to Wei Cheng, how would I feel as his father?"
"Who are you listening to? I haven't done anything!" Wu Yuqian clenched her hands tightly, the veins on her hands bulging.
"I'm not forcing you to marry Wei Cheng," Jin Zhu said slowly, "I just want to make it clear that marrying Wei Cheng is the only way for you to secure your position as General Manager of Jin Mai and gain our Jin Family's support. If you don't want to, and you've already made up your mind, I won't force you. You can do like Wu Qiang and give everything up, leaving gracefully."
"What if I don't?" Wu Yuqian gritted her teeth, looking at Jin Zhu with disdain.
"You have no choice," Jin Zhu sneered. "Wu Qiang isn't even my match; do you think you are? In my opinion, you'd better obediently marry Wei Cheng. Otherwise, I'll expose the matter of you misappropriating funds under Wu Qiang's name..."
"If I misappropriated funds under Wu Qiang's name, that was with your help. If you leak that information, you won't be able to escape either; none of us will get away!"
Wu Yuqian's eyes were filled with gloom as she quietly stared at Jin Zhu, who seemed to have everything under control.
"Now I understand; you two are cut from the same cloth!" Jin Weicheng, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly stood up. He stretched lazily and looked down at Wu Yuqian and then at Jin Zhu.
"Dad, why do you want me to marry a woman who only has looks? If you like her so much, why not marry her yourself and make her my stepmother? I wouldn't be angry at all!"
As soon as Jin Weicheng finished speaking, Wu Yuqian was so furious that her jaw trembled. She bit her lip hard, suppressing the anger rising within her.
The father-son duo from the Jin Family had always treated her with sarcasm instead of the previous warmth and politeness. She had sensed something was off long ago, and now the mask had finally been torn off. (To be continued...)
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