Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“Okay,” Fang Yuan served herself a bowl of cubilose soup and savored it slowly. In contrast, Cheng Yuqi appeared restless and soon made an excuse to slip away.
Meanwhile, on the other side of town, Lu Chen had just arrived home to find his parents waiting for him on the living room sofa, their expressions dark.
Mr. Lu was about to erupt with anger, but when he saw the state of his son bruised, dirtied clothes, and wounds on his arms—he couldn’t help but ask, “Son, what happened? Who could have beaten you like this?”
Lu Chen, typically meticulous about his appearance, had messy hair, stained attire, and injuries on his arms.
“I’m fine,” Lu Chen replied, eager to retreat to his room for a shower and to regain a more presentable appearance.
“Stop right there!” Mrs. Lu scolded, examining his injuries closely. She demanded with anger, “Were you with Fang Jiayi tonight? What did you buy for her? Why did you spend so extravagantly? How did you end up in this state?”
Initially, the five million yuan he had spent was from Lu Chen’s personal savings, but the subsequent expenses were covered by his parents’ emergency fund. When he swiped his card, his parents received a notification.
“You spent so much money on her even before you’re married, and you’ve turned yourself into this! Look at you now. Do you still resemble a young master from a wealthy family? Anyone unaware would assume you’re a local troublemaker who brawls all day!”
Mrs. Lu went on resentfully, “I could understand if you were pursuing Fang Yuan. She may come across as aloof and icy, but why Fang Jiayi? Is she petty or full of herself?”
“Mom, I’m exhausted,” Lu Chen replied, not wanting to discuss the matter further, and he headed upstairs.
Mrs. Lu was furious. “Look at your beloved son…”
“Alright, alright. The poor child is already so injured. Someone, please bring the first aid kit for Young Master,” Mr. Lu said after a moment of silence, observing that Mrs. Lu was about to make a phone call. “What are you planning to do?”
“I’m going to find out what happened tonight!”
Mrs. Lu dialed Song Ling’s number directly and, aware of the situation, began scolding, “It appears that both of my daughters are proving to be quite the embarrassment. 1 might say that Lu Chen is reaping what he sowed by meddling in other people’s affairs, but what’s the story behind the four million yuan he spent tonight?”
“Four million?” Song Ling seemed perplexed. “All Chen is accompanying Jiayi to a class reunion…”
“Is there a class reunion that would cost over four million yuan? Are you treating my son like an ATM, especially before they’re even married? Did you bring such a huge sum of money all at once? Those unaware might think that your daughter has no upbringing!”
Song Ling retorted, “Mrs. Lu, kindly maintain some decorum in your words. Are you insulting my daughter’s character?”
“Well, well, at least you understand human language. Here’s what 1’11 say tonight: our Lu family will absolutely not permit Fang Jiayi’s entry! The four million yuan spent tonight will serve as a breakup fee. Do not reach out to my Lu Chen again!”
“You!” Before Song Ling could respond, Mrs. Lu hung up in frustration.
Beside her, Mr. Lu appeared somewhat agitated. “Who All Chen chooses to like is his personal affair. Moreover, the two families are already betrothed. How will I justify this to our ancestors? How will 1 explain this to Old Madam Fang?”
“If the Lu family’s ancestors discover that Fang Jiayi spent over four million yuan overnight on our family, they might rise from their graves in fury and oppose this union! As for Old Madam Fang, she can’t even take care of herself, let alone harbor any affection for Fang Jiayi, her own granddaughter!”
Mr. Lu remarked, “Oh dear, we can’t just dissolve the engagement like that…”
“Just consider Fang Jiayi’s age. She spent more than four million yuan in a single night. If this continues, the Lu family’s fortune will be utterly drained!”
“I’m furious!” Song Ling sat on the sofa, her anger palpable. She had summoned Fang Jiayi to get an explanation for the four million yuan expenditure. However, when she learned that there was still an additional five million yuan unaccounted for, her astonishment was palpable. It turned out that Lu Chen had spent nearly ten million yuan on a class reunion. It was no wonder Mrs. Lu was upset!
The next morning, Fang Yuan was preparing to leave for work when she noticed Auntie Wang entering from the front door, holding a bag labeled “Ding Dang Express Medicine.” It was likely a delivery she had ordered. Auntie Wang’s complexion was visibly pale, indicating a challenging night.
Upon spotting Fang Yuan, Auntie Wang hastily concealed the bag behind her and even took a few steps back, attempting to create some distance. She forced a smile and greeted, “Good morning, Miss Fang Yuan.” Just as she was about to slip away, Fang Yuan’s voice stopped her in her tracks.
“Hold on!”
Auntie Wang paused. Despite her inner turmoil, she mustered the courage to meet Fang Yuan’s gaze, although her eyes darted nervously, clearly betraying her guilt.
“Have you ever wondered why I didn’t expose you last night?” Fang Yuan’s eyes were as piercing as an eagle’s.
Auntie Wang feigned ignorance.. “Miss Fang Yuan, I’m not sure 1 understand what you mean…”
