What a Spectacle

Zhu Yu listened behind the two of them for a while without interrupting their dreams, then returned to his office.

Dreams were fine as long as they stayed dreams.

He would just wait for those two to prance right up to him, then smash their dreams to pieces with a giant hammer.

After work, Zhu Yu finally got into his own little car.

In a good mood, Zhu Yu drove to a fruit shop near his home, planning to pick out some fruit.

The moment he got out of the car, his attention was drawn to a vehicle parked beside his.

It was a black sedan. Its window was rolled down, and an arm hung out of it.

At a glance, the arm clearly belonged to someone who worked out regularly. It looked powerful, and there was a knife scar on the back of the hand.

Zhu Yu froze at the sight. Had he stumbled onto a crime scene?

Before Zhu Yu could walk over to investigate, though, voices drifted out from inside the car.

"That old bastard really has a tough life."

"Baby, you've suffered. Hang in there a little longer. We're almost there."

"Are you sure that once the old man from the Li Household is gone, the company will be ours?"

"Of course I'm sure. That money will definitely be left to the child in your belly—our child."

"That old man will never imagine that his estate will end up in an outsider's hands. Hahaha."

Zhu Yu stood outside the car, utterly bewildered. The Li Household? Was it the Li Household he knew?

"But he has two grandsons too."

"That's where my baby comes in. I've already printed the contract. When the time comes, you just need to get that old man to sign it while he isn't fully conscious. What will those two brats amount to then?"

"I personally sent their father to prison. Look, aren't they still grateful to me now?"

"You're so bad~"

"Isn't that what you like about me? Besides, if I weren't bad, Li Tianyu would've beaten you to death long ago, wouldn't he? Before he got together with you, he had several others before you. Which one of them didn't fall into his hands? None of them even survived."

"That's true. Then how should I repay my lifesaver?"

"That depends on how sincere you are."

"You're awful."

Zhu Yu clapped a hand over his ears and hurried back into his car, terrified he might hear something filthy.

This was utterly ridiculous. Ridiculous had opened the Door Opening to ridiculous, and it was ridiculous all the way to the Household.

What kind of melodramatic wealthy-family plot was this? Did the Li Household really play this wildly?

How had they managed to produce such a fine tree as Li Yiyan? Had their genes taken a wrong turn halfway through and somehow veered onto the right path?

That night, because of this matter, Zhu Yu racked his brain trying to recall the plot of the second book. He couldn't believe he had missed such an important storyline.

The next day, Zhu Yu went with Shen Jingmo to Li Corporation, dark circles hanging beneath his eyes.

Li Yiyan personally came downstairs to receive them.

Zhu Yu looked around Li Yiyan's office. It really was completely different from Shen Jingmo's office.

Shen Jingmo's office used cool tones, while Li Yiyan's used warm tones.

"Have a seat for a while. Uncle Tang will be here soon." Li Yiyan had his assistant bring in two cups of coffee.

Zhu Yu picked up his cup and slowly took a sip.

At that moment, the door was pushed open from outside.

"Yiyan, I'm terribly sorry. I talked with a client too late last night, so I overslept this morning."

Hearing that familiar voice, Zhu Yu's eyes widened. He instinctively looked at the person who had spoken.

That voice sounded just like the man's voice from the car yesterday. Zhu Yu carefully examined the man's arm, and sure enough, he saw the familiar scar on the back of his hand.

My heavens, the male lead from yesterday's action scene suddenly appeared right in front of me. I wasn't prepared for this at all.

Shen Jingmo noticed Zhu Yu's unusual reaction the very instant he became distracted.

Li Yiyan was also somewhat confused. Had Zhu Yu met Uncle Tang before?

Zhu Yu took several big gulps of coffee before he managed to suppress the shock in his heart.

What a spectacle. All I can say is that although the man in front of me looks like a burly brute, his mind is more meticulous than a woman's. Everything he does is like threading a needle, one link locking into the next.

Li Yiyan sat on the sofa, his brows knitting together. Uncle Tang was one of the elders he respected most.

"You must be President Shen. You truly are young and promising!" Tang Zhong extended a hand toward Shen Jingmo.

Shen Jingmo politely shook his hand. "Mr. Tang, I've heard much about you."

Zhu Yu curiously studied the unfathomable man before him. He had the face of an honest man, but what he did was even less honest than what dishonest people did.

"Uncle Tang, how has Aunt Shen been lately?" When Li Yiyan mentioned Aunt Shen, a trace of guilt flashed through his eyes.

"Sigh, she's the same as always. During the day, she goes to the sanatorium to care for Old Master Li. At night, she tends to have nightmares after returning home. She didn't sleep well last night, and since it happened to be her day off today, I brought her to my office so she could sleep for a while in the lounge."

Tang Zhong's face was filled with worry as he spoke.

Li Yiyan clenched his hand and sighed. "It's all because of me..."

"What nonsense are you saying, boy? Those were things your father did. How could they possibly be blamed on a junior like you? Don't overthink it."

Tang Zhong patted Li Yiyan on the shoulder.

Zhu Yu watched from the side, dumbfounded. Shameless people really had no shame at all. Did they think no one knew them? Didn't sleep well? You two slept wonderfully last night—you practically slept in the car, okay?