Chairman Wen Was Set Up

Searching for juicy gossip—Host! Target detected one hundred meters ahead!

Nice!

Yan Wen tugged at Xie Yunshu. "Mom, how about we take a look up ahead?"

"Of course. I was just thinking of heading that way."

"Me too. I remember there's a handbag shop up ahead. I want to take a look."

The three of them headed toward the target. As they approached, they heard a shrill, spiteful voice berating someone and another voice meekly apologizing over and over.

Yan Wen asked inwardly, Xiao Qi, I hear people arguing. What's going on?

Host, this isn't an argument. The Wen Family's current mistress is berating someone who isn't fighting back.

The three reached the storefront and saw a woman in a red, figure-hugging dress, her hair styled in large waves. Flashily dressed and heavily perfumed, she stood with her arms folded, arrogantly scolding a sales assistant.

The sales assistant kept her head bowed, not daring to speak. She looked like she had only just started working, and Mrs. Wen's tirade had nearly reduced her to tears.

The sales assistant protested quietly, "Ma'am, another customer has already reserved this bag. I really can't give it to you."

"Do you know who my husband is? Believe me, I can have him get you fired!"

Xie Yunshu walked in with Mu Xu Xi and Yan Wen. "I wondered whose shrew was making such a scene. So it's Mrs. Wen?"

Zhao Jing smiled. "I'm teaching a sales assistant who doesn't know the rules a lesson. Must you meddle in that too, Mrs. Mu?"

Xie Yunshu smiled. "I can't stop you from lecturing someone, Mrs. Wen, but your behavior just now was truly disgraceful. If Chairman Wen learned you were embarrassing the Wen Family here... You've been married into the family for less than three months, haven't you?"

Zhao Jing secretly clenched her fists, but her expression remained gentle. "You're right, Mrs. Mu."

Yan Wen grumbled inwardly, This Mrs. Wen doesn't look anything like a wealthy society wife. She's more like those middle-aged women at the market who scream at vendors just to save a single yuan.

Host, this Mrs. Wen is his second wife. The previous Mrs. Wen died of an illness three years ago. A year ago, Wen Haidong, otherwise known as Chairman Wen, drank too much at a banquet and went into the wrong room at a hotel.

Yan Wen guessed, And Zhao Jing happened to be in that room. Then Wen Haidong slept with her while drunk, and when he woke up, he had no choice but to marry her to preserve his family's reputation.

You're so clever, Host! You got ninety percent of it right!

What's the other ten percent?

Actually, Zhao Jing bribed a hotel attendant to deliberately help Wen Haidong into the wrong room. Wen Haidong never did anything to her at all. He was so drunk he couldn't even crawl, let alone do something like that.

Then wasn't Wen Haidong conned? Didn't he ever think to check whether it was true?

Host, the Wen Family may not measure up to the Mu Family, but their standing in Hengling is still considerable. Wen Haidong didn't believe anyone would dare scheme against him, so he always assumed he really had entered the wrong room himself.

Ha... A fine example of how overconfidence benefits other people.

Knowing she was no match for Xie Yunshu, Zhao Jing shot the sales assistant a vicious glare before slinking away. She had yet to secure her position in the Wen Family. If they found out she was causing trouble here, they might very well throw her out.

No, I have to come up with something, fast.

The three paid Zhao Jing no mind and continued shopping. Mu Xu Xi looked through all the different handbags without finding a single one she liked.

"Show me your latest handbags."

The Mu Family villa.

In his bedroom, Mu Huai'an spoke on the phone with an aggrieved expression. "Second Brother, Mom and Dad spend all their time fussing over Yan Wen now. Even Third Sister doesn't care about me like she used to. They don't even take me shopping anymore. Are Mom and Dad going to abandon me?"

"Don't worry, Huai'an. I'll come home to see you in a couple of days."

The corners of Mu Huai'an's mouth lifted slightly, and a sly gleam appeared in his eyes. "Second Brother, Mom and Dad are holding a family reunion banquet for Yan Wen in three days. Are they planning to abandon me then?"

"What? In three days? Have Mom and Dad lost their minds? Don't they know how much that would hurt you? I'm coming home right away."

After hanging up, Mu Huai'an held his phone, lost in thought for a moment, before making another call.

"Qingyan."

"Xiao An?! What made you call me out of the blue?"

The voice on the other end was clearly excited.

"Qingyan, I think Mom and Dad are going to abandon me..."

"Why would you say that? Don't your parents dote on you more than anyone?"

"Qingyan, Mom and Dad love me, but I'm not really a child of the Mu Family. Now that they've found their biological son, they're holding a family reunion banquet in three days. There won't be any place left in the Mu Family for a fake young master like me."

"How could they do that? Don't be afraid, Huai'an. I'll be there to back you up."

"Thank you, Qingyan."

After hanging up, Mu Huai'an sneered. "Yan Wen, just wait until you humiliate yourself at that banquet. Then we'll see whether the Mu Family still acknowledges you."

The butler came upstairs to invite Mu Huai'an down for dinner.

The dining table was laden with delicious dishes, but not a single person sat there.

Mu Huai'an frowned slightly. "Uncle Chuan, where are Mom, Dad, and Third Sister?"

Sun Chuan answered with a genial smile, "Madam, the youngest young master, and the third young miss are still out. They called just now to say not to wait for them, since they'll be eating out. Master is still handling business at the company and won't be back for dinner either. Please eat, young master."

Mu Huai'an nodded. "All right, I understand. You can go."

Mu Huai'an ate the lavish meal alone, unable to taste any of it. Although the Mu Family still claimed to acknowledge him as their adopted son, they might suddenly turn against him one day.

A flicker of fear rose in Mu Huai'an's heart. He had spent fourteen years living in luxury as a young master. What would he do if he left the Mu Family?

No matter what, he could not let Yan Wen return to the Mu Family. The position of their youngest young master belonged to him alone.

Soothing, melodious music played in the elegantly understated restaurant. The diners ate quietly, and even those chatting did not disturb anyone else.

Yan Wen stared at the steak on his plate. "Just this one serving costs 3,888, and you can't even get refills? Is it studded with diamonds?"

Xie Yunshu laughed. "How could there be diamonds in a steak? If you like diamonds, I'll have your dad ask someone to bring you some."

"No, no, there's no need. I don't like those things." Yan Wen hurriedly waved his hands, afraid that if he was even a second too slow, his wealthy mother would reach for her phone.

As she cut her steak, Mu Xu Xi asked on a whim, "Wen, what was your life with the Yan Family like?"

Xie Yunshu also waited curiously for his answer. Yan Wen chuckled as he recalled it. "They treated me very well. If Mom and Dad hadn't come looking for me, I might never have known I wasn't their biological child. My Yan Dad and Yan Mom didn't have much money, but they gave me the best of everything. They never hit me or scolded me once while I was growing up."

Seeing the happy smile on Yan Wen's face, Mu Xu Xi knew he had lived well with the Yan Family. Children raised surrounded by love were cheerful and bright.

She still remembered the day her biological younger brother was first brought back to the Mu Family. To stand up for Mu Huai'an, she had glared fiercely at Yan Wen, only for him to glare right back.

His eyes seemed to say, "What are you glaring at?" Of course, his inner voice had revealed that was exactly what he meant.