Chapter 239

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Protagonist:

Lin Xiyu

"Thank goodness Liangzi doesn't take after his mother......"

Guben, afraid she would take it out on Li Liang, spoke up for his brother first: "He's still very reasonable, treating his mother and wife equally, not favoring either side."

"Mengmeng won't be alone anymore......"

Lin Xiyu was dissatisfied with this answer: "Counting the daughter, the weight of mother and son is heavier, the scales should tilt more toward them."

"Makes sense."

Guben didn't want to anger her at this critical juncture, so he promptly conceded: "Whatever my wife says is right, and from now on I'll do the same — no matter when, I'll put you and the children first, no one can replace your position in my heart."

"Cut it out....."

Lin Xiyu laughed and scolded: "Where's your son then, dragging the kid into this again."

"Xiyu......"

Guben seized the moment when they mentioned the child to speak up: "That OB-GYN Doctor Zhang in Shenzhen called me again a few days ago, wanting us to make another trip to Shenzhen."

"Didn't she say uterine damage means we can't do IVF?"

Lin Xiyu stopped smiling when she heard Doctor Zhang mentioned, her face visibly clouding with melancholy.

"Xiyu......"

Guben tried to communicate with her: "What Doctor Zhang means this time is that she can help us contact a surrogate......"

"Is that absolutely necessary?"

Lin Xiyu lowered her eyelids, her expression unreadable.

"Of course not....."

Guben softened his voice, trying to appear gentler: "I thought you were the one more anxious, wanting a child, so I wanted to tell you her suggestion."

"Grandma said, after her miscarriage, it was many years before she got pregnant again......"

Lin Xiyu didn't know why either, but she harbored resistance toward surrogacy; the mere thought made her heart uncomfortable.

"If you don't want to, then forget it."

Guben sensed her resistance, pulled her into his arms, and comforted her gently: "I'll reply to Director Zhang, pretend this never happened, and won't bring it up again."

"Sister Lalei introduced another old Chinese doctor, I want to try drinking his prescribed Chinese medicine......"

Lin Xiyu muffled against his chest, her mood still very low.

"Chinese medicine is too bitter, if you don't want to drink it then don't."

"I don't mind the bitterness."

"Alright, I'll go with you."

A flicker of heartache flashed in Guben's eyes, and he tightened his embrace, holding her even closer.

——

Wu Meng hadn't forgotten about the house even after giving birth; fresh out of the delivery room she was urging Zhao Yuncheng to go check on the new development the couple had bought.

Zhao Yuncheng had it rough — he hadn't even had time to show face in front of his newly born niece before his female cousin ruthlessly kicked him out.

"You just gave birth, don't think so much, nervous anxiety is bad for your body."

Li Liang gave his young brother-in-law a sympathetic look, bent down, and carefully tucked in her blanket corner.

"Can I not think about it?"

Wu Meng was depressed beyond measure: "Several hundred thousand for the house, I put all my available money into it, just thinking about it hurts."

"Guben's handling it, it shouldn't be that bad."

Li Liang comforted her softly: "Worrying won't help, let's wait for news, hope he can find a way to resolve it."

"Unlikely."

Wu Meng remained pessimistic: "Xingyao's funds built the office building, the company has no money, even if he's capable, he can't raise that much money in a short time."

"Wonder if Yun Cheng's side has dug up any news?"

Li Liang seized the opening to change the subject: "You rest a bit, I'll go make a call to ask......"

"Go ahead."

Wu Meng was indeed exhausted, wearily waving her hand and closing her eyes.

——

The news Zhao Yuncheng brought back was very bad, even worse than imagined.

The development Li Liang and his wife bought had indeed halted construction, the sales office doors tightly shut, and people who'd caught wind were already gathering to protest.

Guben also learned some inside information through private connections: Dingsheng faced a credit crisis, the impact was severe, drawing the attention of relevant departments, which launched a financial audit of its assets.

If they further uncover things like false accounting or tax evasion, Wang Fan is doomed this time — at minimum he'll be inside for a few years.

In stark contrast to the panic and helplessness of Wu Meng and the others, Guben, after learning the inside story, not only felt no anxiety but revealed a meaningful smile.

He picked up his mobile phone, dialed an overseas call, and said one sentence to the other party.

"The opportunity you've been waiting for has arrived!"

——

Back in the United States, Guben had reached an agreement with Li Qing.

Li Qing helped him disrupt Wang Fan's planned proposal steps, buying him time to return to the country.

In exchange, he also promised to find an opportunity to help her and Wang Fan reconcile, making her son the legitimate heir of Dingsheng Industrial Group.

Dingsheng's sudden crisis this time is undoubtedly the best timing.

What Wang Fan needs most right now is a huge sum of money to save the situation, and Li Qing's natal family lacks nothing more than money.

——

Dingsheng Industry Headquarters, President's Office.

Guben stepped in to negotiate with Wang Fan, claiming he could raise 3 billion in funds to help him tide over the difficulties, on the condition of thirty percent of the company shares in his hands.

"You can raise that much money in a short time?"

Wang Fan isn't stupid; even in a predicament, he didn't let the good thing of a pie falling from the sky go to his head.

"Things depend on human effort."

Guben occupied the dominant position in the negotiation between the two from the start, leaning back on the sofa very comfortably, appreciating the other party's rather frantic expression.

"Tell the truth, what exactly is your purpose?"

Wang Fan gritted his teeth and asked: "Don't fucking say it's because you're helping me out of childhood friendship, I don't believe it."

"I don't believe it either......"

Guben faced him tit for tat: "After you provoked me countless times, tried to snatch Xiyu away......"

"You came to watch my joke?"

Wang Fan choked with rage, roaring to chase him away: "No sincerity then get lost, you're not welcome here."

"You don't want to save the company anymore?"

Guben remained calm and composed, not the least bit provoked by him: "Right now only I have the ability to help you. You want me to leave, fine. As long as my foot steps out this Door, what awaits Dingsheng is bankruptcy, and you yourself will face prison disaster."

"Fuck"

Wang Fan choked with rage, kicked the Tea Table with one foot, the Glass Cups rattled and fell, shattering all over the floor.

"All these years, you still can't keep your cool."

Guben treated it as unseen: "Didn't even finish listening before getting this violent."

"What other bullshit do you have?"

Wang Fan roared fiercely: "Speak in one breath, say it all then get lost."

"You'd better suppress your temper......"

Guben smiled instead of getting angry, continuing to poke his sore spot: "Otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to control yourself, and will damage your own heart, because once you hear the next words, I dare guarantee you'll be even more violent."

"Fuck"

Wang Fan swore again, choked by him so he couldn't catch his breath, almost fainting.

"You guessed right......"

Guben saw the timing was ripe, the Corner of his mouth curved up slightly, and he leisurely dropped another bomb: "It's indeed impossible for me to raise 3 billion in such a short time. It was Li Qing who asked me, wanting to help you. As for the conditions she proposed, no need for me to say, you can guess them too. As long as you agree to marry her, the 3 billion in funds will arrive even faster than you imagine."

"Damn, I knew it was her!"

Wang Fan predictably flew into a rage, hatefully kicked the Tea Table again, directly overturning it.

"No need to be this irritable, think for yourself, do you have any other choice?"

Guben achieved his purpose, no more nonsense, rose from the Sofa, stepped on the floor full of debris, and swaggered out of the President's Office.

"Bang!"

The moment the door closed, another strange sound came from behind. Wang Fan was so angry his brain went blank, picked up his Mobile phone, and smashed it against the door.

The poor Mobile phone suffered innocently, became a scapegoat, the screen flickered a few times, then turned completely black.

——

Li Qing anticipated Wang Fan would come find trouble for her, so during Guben's negotiation with him she had already moved out of her original residence in Germany.

Wang Fan went menacingly but struck empty air; calling got no answer, and being so angry his heart, liver, and lungs hurt was of no avail.

Li Qing made up her mind to avoid seeing him, entrusting this matter fully to Guben, until three months later when the dust settled, only then returning to the country in the capacity of Dingsheng Industry's New Shareholder and Future Mistress, reappearing in the public eye.

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Night deep and dark.

In a High-end Private Apartment in Shanghai, Wang Fan stood on the Balcony, took a deep drag of a Cigarette, slowly releasing the depression in his heart.

A woman who looked quite young and pretty, hair loose, walked out of the Bathroom, looking at his back, her steps paused, hesitating whether to approach.

Li Qing's high-profile return to the country, the news of her imminent marriage to Wang Fan, had already spread like wildfire in the Shanghai Socialite Circle.

As his Mistress, Zou Yan knew her own situation very clearly.

If Li Qing refused to let it rest, forced him to break up with her, her fate would very likely be the same as the others, ruthlessly discarded before the wedding.

She had been by his side for two years, had long learned to endure and yield; if not for her good personality, obedient and sensible, she wouldn't have become the woman who stayed by his side the longest.

However, this time, she didn't want to endure anymore.

She touched her lower abdomen, wanting to use the child in her belly to gamble for a way out for herself.

"You sleep first, I'm going out for a trip."

Wang Fan heard the movement, stubbed out the Cigarette, walked back from the Balcony, casually picked up the Car Keys thrown on the Sofa, wanting to go out.

"Don't go, stay and keep me company, okay?"

As Wang Fan passed by her, Zou Yan abruptly hugged him from behind.

"Don't make trouble, I have important business."

Wang Fan's face changed, showing a few points of impatience.

"I'm pregnant."

Zou Yan went all out, tightly clutching his waist, not letting go.

"You have a child?"

Wang Fan's voice suddenly rose several degrees, pulled her in front of him, his cold Gaze sending chills down one's spine.

"Yes."

Zou Yan trembled all over in shock, eyelids lowered, not daring to meet his gaze.

"How many months? Why didn't you say so before?"

Wang Fan's eyes were deep, a trace of loathing flashing in their depths.

He had seen many women who wanted to climb higher by relying on a child; he had originally thought Zou Yan was very smart and would not play this kind of petty trick, but he never expected she would also go against him in secret while pretending obedience, secretly becoming pregnant with his child without obtaining his permission.

"Three months."

Zou Yan struggled to maintain her composure, only then able to keep herself from being too afraid, to be able to explain things clearly: "I also don't know when I got pregnant; I kept taking contraceptive pills, I myself didn't dare believe it at first, the pregnancy test showed two red lines several times, I went to the hospital for an inspection and only then confirmed it......"

"Three months, you only found out you were pregnant now?"

Wang Fan didn't believe it, still looking at her coldly.

"It's true, I never thought of deceiving you."

Zou Yan's eyes reddened with grievance, she cried with tears falling like rain on pear blossoms: "I know telling you at this time will make you angry, but I, I really don't know why this child came at such a wrong time, it just had to be conceived before your wedding; if you don't like it, I can also abort her, I also don't want to upset your future wife......"

"Forget it, since you're pregnant then give birth to it."

Hearing 'future wife,' the irritability in Wang Fan's heart grew even worse; without thinking he rejected her suggestion.

"Really?"

Zou Yan excitedly lifted her head, looking at him with some disbelief: "You're letting me give birth, then I don't have to abort him, I can give birth to a child belonging to both of us?"

"Give birth then; anyway this old man has plenty of money, no matter how many children are born I can afford to raise them......."

Wang Fan exhaled a mouthful of turbid breath in satisfaction; at the same time as making the decision, a kind of retaliatory pleasure surged up.

Li Qing wanted her son to inherit the family business; he would deliberately father an illegitimate child to give her trouble.

She thought that controlling thirty percent of the company's equity meant she could blackmail him, force him to yield, deal with all the other women, and accompany only her alone.

She's dreaming!

The more she pressured him, the more repulsed he felt.

Continuing like this would only lead to husband and wife growing estranged, becoming like strangers.

——

"Darling, thank you, I will raise this child well; I believe our baby, when grown up, will certainly be very cute — a boy like me, a girl like you, definitely the most adorable, most charming little prince, little princess."

The corner of Zou Yan's mouth curved into a trace of a successful smile; she feigned excitement and threw herself into his embrace.

She deliberately mentioned the future wife to provoke him.

She knew there was someone in his heart; Li Qing was not the woman he truly wanted to marry.

The more obedient and sensible she acted, the more he would be repulsed by Li Qing's domineeringness.

Facts proved she had gambled correctly.

With his permission, it was equivalent to having passed the clear path; he could then legitimately give birth to his child.

The game between her and Li Qing had only just begun; who would ultimately win remained unknown.

——

At the same time, Wangfu Pool West Street, Old House.

Lin Xiyu was likewise very surprised by Li Qing's high-profile return; only after hearing the news from Guben did she belatedly realize that the person who had been in contact with him all this time was actually her.

"She really is deeply devoted, throwing in 3 billion to help Wang Fan save the company; isn't she afraid the investment will fail, drawing water with a bamboo basket — all for nothing?"

"This doesn't have much to do with deep devotion."

Guben knew the inside story and patiently explained to her: "The key reason for Dingsheng's collapse this time lies in the development of the large-scale entertainment city in Qingdao; if Wang Fan hadn't been reckless and had honestly built his commercial housing, with today's booming real estate, this kind of thing would absolutely not have happened."

"His idea was very novel — an entertainment city integrating eating, drinking, playing, shopping, giving people a brand-new shopping and entertainment experience; however, he forgot the most important point: pre-sale housing can use residents' money to pool funds, but an entertainment city cannot."

"An entertainment city occupies a vast area, requires large investment, has a slow return; it will inevitably encounter capital turnover problems; the bank also crossed the red line and no longer gave him loans; without new capital injection, collapse was only a matter of time."