Chapter 497: Side Story: Future Timeline Part 3

Side Story: Future Timeline Part 3

Side Story: Future Timeline Part 3

However, the video of the reporter's interview that day was still leaked.

When Shen Yuan was attending an event, a reporter suddenly shoved a microphone in her face, "Shen Yuan, it is rumored that your biological mother is a mistress. Is this true?"

"It is rumored that your father is a County Magistrate and your mother is a Vice Principal. Are you aware that they have been having an affair for decades?"

"You once said you took Vice Principal Li as your role model. Does that mean you intend to become a mistress in the future as well?"

Not only was she attacked by the media, but even strangers she didn't know threw eggs and vegetable leaves at her.

Shen Yuan truly could not take it anymore. She had her manager contact the previous public relations team and screamed hysterically, "Hurry! Publicize for me immediately! I don't want to hear anyone say I'm the daughter of a mistress ever again!"

"It's not working," the manager said, looking at their WeChat account being blocked on their phone, "I can't get through; they've already deleted us."

Only then did Shen Yuan remember—right, that previous public relations person was someone her second uncle from the Si Family had helped her contact.

It must be that her second uncle knew about her father's divorce from Si Rong and was no longer willing to help her.

She had no choice but to humble herself and go to Si Rong, "Mom~, your divorce with Dad has nothing to do with me. It's not easy for me in the entertainment industry. Please tell Second Uncle to hurry up and help me with PR."

"You want your second uncle to help you with PR?" Si Rong sat upright, finding her anxiety amusing, "Did you ever pay the legal team when your second uncle had them help you with PR before?"

Shen Yuan's expression darkened, "How much?"

"Two million." Si Rong curled her lips, "Otherwise, you can just go find another PR team. My second brother has helped you for so many years; two million isn't overcharging you."

"How can I trust you?" Shen Yuan could afford two million, but Si Rong had given them the video before, and in the blink of an eye, the video was leaked. She was simply untrustworthy.

"Whether you believe me or not is your business," Si Rong turned to leave, but was grabbed by Shen Yuan, "Mom, I was just joking with you. I'll transfer the money to you; please let Second Uncle help me."

She wasn't stupid; it would cost quite a lot to hire a top-tier legal team like her second uncle's on her own.

However, she still wanted to persuade Si Rong, "Although my dad did something to let you down, he has been very good to you all these years. You've lived a life of luxury, so don't push things too hard. It won't do you any good either."

She was referring to her father's position as County Magistrate.

Si Rong had certainly enjoyed the limelight as the County Magistrate's wife all these years; she really shouldn't forget that so quickly.

After receiving the two million, Si Rong turned around and leaked the evidence she had collected regarding Shen Yuan's tax evasion.

Shen Yuan became a disgraced artist and was boycotted by the entire public. The friends she once thought she had turned around and spoke ill of her in front of the cameras.

Only at a time like this did Shen Yuan remember how much Si Rong, whom she had always looked down upon, had silently helped her.

Shen Lan was also ousted. Someone reported him for corruption and bribery. With conclusive evidence, he would face thirty years in prison.

Li Xuan was also sentenced to over twenty years for embezzling school public funds. The couple went to prison to be "lovebirds" together.

Shen Chi's dream of being a big boss also failed to materialize. He had colluded with others to frame the Si Family company, and he was beaten up by some righteous person from out of nowhere.

One of his legs was crippled, and he became delirious, telling everyone he met that he was very rich. He was soon taken to a mental hospital.

Seeing this family of four, each more miserable than the last, Si Rong felt that the version of herself in another timeline must be living quite well now.

Life after divorce was even more leisurely than Si Rong had imagined.

All these years, although she hadn't worked, she had made some investments under the guidance of her second brother.

So she had spare money, time, and no worries.

When she had nothing to do, she would go to the park with her best friend Ming Zi to do square dancing. After the old men in the park found out about her divorce, several of them began to show interest in her, vying to dance with her.

This was the scene Jiang Zhi saw when she came to find her one time.

Seeing several bald, balding, and reading-glass-wearing old men pursuing Si Rong, she felt it was quite surreal.

If old men like these were acceptable, why couldn't her uncle be?

That old man who had been timid his whole life was at least more handsome than these old men, right? And he was a first-timer at marriage; logically, he was a better value.

But her uncle had a strange personality, and Jiang Zhi was a bit worried she wouldn't be able to convince him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she suggested that her uncle go to that park for a stroll, he agreed immediately.

"Since you want me to go so much, then I will go." Jiang Cheng adjusted his tie in the mirror.

Jiang Zhi:...

Who was the one who wanted to go so much, anyway?

She was a bit confused.

So, that morning, when Si Rong was in the park being fought over by several old men for a dance, she saw Jiang Cheng.

Standing with those old men, he was simply a dimension-reduction strike: a crisp suit, refined and sharp features—in short, one could tell at a glance that he had been very handsome when he was young.

Someone nearby even asked, "Are you guys filming a short video?"

Because of Jiang Zhi, Si Rong had occasionally met Jiang Cheng over the years.

She had thought Jiang Cheng was just passing by, but unexpectedly, Jiang Cheng reached out his hand toward her just like the other old men, making an inviting gesture.

Si Rong:...

After all, they were old classmates, and she was Jiang Zhi's godmother, so Si Rong naturally had to give him this face.

However, when she grasped that large, calloused hand, Si Rong felt strange inside.

Jiang Cheng was a man of few words; they danced three dances in a row.

Si Rong's feet were stepped on three times, but Jiang Cheng still showed no intention of stopping.

"Do you really like square dancing?" Si Rong asked him.

Jiang Cheng nodded; he had just fallen in love with it too.

He used to think watching others square dance was just noisy, but now that it was his turn, he only felt it was truly delightful.

For several days in a row, Jiang Zhi pressed her uncle for progress, only to learn there had been no progress at all.

There was nothing to be done about having an uncle like that.

Jiang Zhi had no choice but to take action herself.

In her daily life, she "casually" revealed to her godmother that the garlic-steamed sea bass she often brought her was actually made by her uncle, and that the matter of collecting evidence on Shen Chi earlier was also helped by her uncle, and much, much more...

Only then did Si Rong realize that the person she had previously thought was unrelated to her had actually been watching over her silently for most of her life.

Her mood was somewhat complicated for a moment, but she had to admit that there was also some vanity in it.

In this life, many men had liked her, but Jiang Cheng was undoubtedly the most persistent one.

She did not know how she should accept such a relationship, so she could only leave it all to time.

Two years later, in the park.

Sixty-two-year-old Si Rong wore a wedding dress and married Jiang Cheng; friends and family were all there, and the setting sun shone upon them, beautiful and peaceful.