dhibooks Chapter 220 Huanhuan's Complaint
Chapter 220 Huanhuan's Complaint
"boom!"
These words were like a thunderbolt, exploding directly in Shen Yourong's mind.
She turned around abruptly, her pretty face flushed crimson, staring at her mother in disbelief.
What is Mom doing?
This is... this is way too direct!
What kind of mother would offer to let her daughter's boyfriend stay overnight on the first meeting?
Ning Xiuyang was also taken aback, then a smile flashed in his eyes.
This mother-in-law is an absolute godsend!
Before he could speak, Zhou Xiulan continued, "Don't be so polite with your aunt. You've been so kind to our family, it's nothing for you to stay one night. The rooms at You Rong are big, so it'll be convenient for you young people to chat and talk in the evening."
Having said all that, it would be too hypocritical to refuse now.
Shen Yourong was so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into the ground. She stomped her foot and called out reproachfully, "Mom!"
After saying that, he ran out of the ward as if he were fleeing.
Ning Xiuyang watched her flee in disarray, and the smile on his lips deepened.
He nodded to Zhou Xiulan: "Then I'll follow Auntie's arrangements."
Zhou Xiulan nodded in satisfaction, looking at Ning Xiuyang as if she were looking at a flawless, rare treasure.
She had already made up her mind that no matter what method she used, she would tie this rich son-in-law firmly to her daughter's bed. It wasn't entirely because of his kindness, but mainly because Shen Yourong couldn't hide the love in her eyes for this young man!
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Zhengyang Media, General Manager's Office.
Rong Qing'e had just seen off an important business partner and picked up her coffee. Before she could even take a sip, the office door was suddenly pushed open from the outside with a "bang".
She frowned slightly, about to reprimand who was so rude, when a woman in a Chanel suit and sunglasses burst in.
"My dear General Manager Rongda, you have to be my judge!"
The person who arrived was none other than Zhao Yihuan, a washed-up actress who had recently switched to the live streaming industry.
She plopped down on the sofa where guests were staying, took off her sunglasses, revealing a face that, though bearing the marks of time, was still delicate and beautiful, but her mouth was full of complaints.
"That guy named 'Yang Dingtian' is so aloof! I sent him a friend request after my livestream last night, and he still hasn't accepted! When have I, Zhao Yihuan, ever been so humiliated? Over a million views! Is he just going to make a sound? He won't even give me a friend slot?"
Seeing Zhao Yihuan's sullen expression, Rong Qing'e was initially annoyed that Zhao Yihuan was so tactless as to barge into her office, but upon hearing this, she couldn't help but chuckle to herself.
The master's "feigned indifference" tactic is indeed a surefire way to win over female celebrities who are used to being adored in the entertainment industry.
She gracefully set down her coffee cup, walked over and sat down opposite Zhao Yihuan, and teased her calmly, "What's wrong? Our big star, have you been overwhelmed by the wealth of this tycoon? You've only been apart for one night and you're already thinking about him? Planning to offer yourself to him?"
"screw you!"
Zhao Yihuan rolled her eyes at her, but a blush involuntarily rose to her cheeks. "I'm just curious! These days, who sends gifts like that? No questions asked, just a barrage of gifts, then they leave without even adding you on WeChat. What's in it for them?"
As she spoke, she picked up an apple from the table and took a bite.
Rong Qing'e took in her reaction and became even more confident.
She picked up her coffee, took a small sip, and her gaze fell on Zhao Yihuan's well-maintained face. Changing the subject casually, she asked, "Speaking of which, you're thirty-four this year, right? Such a beautiful and famous star, you must have no shortage of suitors. How come I've never heard of you being in a relationship?"
"Dating?" Zhao Yihuan scoffed, as if she'd heard a joke, her face filled with helplessness and weariness. "President Rong, you know how tough our industry is. When we were young, we were busy filming and attending events, practically stretching 24 hours into 48. Where was the time for dating?"
She sighed and continued, "Later, as I got older, I did want to find someone, but look at the kind of people I'm surrounded by! They're either producers with nothing but scheming minds, or investors so greasy they could cook a dish out of them, or young, inexperienced guys even younger than me who just want to climb the ladder by using me. Who am I supposed to date?"
These words came from the bottom of my heart.
The entertainment industry is a cesspool; finding a pure relationship within it is as difficult as climbing to heaven.
Rong Qing'e listened quietly, but in her heart she was happy for her master's good fortune.
She was almost certain that Zhao Yihuan was still a virgin.
A female celebrity who has been in the entertainment industry for many years and still maintains a clean reputation—that's incredibly valuable.
"That's true." Rong Qing'e nodded in understanding. Then, a sly glint flashed in her eyes as she smiled and launched a deadly test.
"What if... I mean, what if this 'Yang Dingtian' who spent over a million on you isn't the greasy old man you described, nor is he a young heartthrob trying to climb the social ladder through you? What if he simply admires you and wants you to be his girlfriend?"
"Me?" Zhao Yihuan was stunned for a moment, then her cheeks flushed red.
Although she said she didn't care, what woman could remain unmoved by a man who could casually throw millions at her?
She turned her head away somewhat awkwardly, stubbornly saying, "Well...we should at least meet in person first, see what he looks like, right? What if he's a balding guy who's only 1.6 meters tall and weighs 200 pounds? I can't handle that!"
Although she expressed her disdain, the unconscious upturn of her lips and the hint of expectation in her eyes betrayed her true feelings.
Seeing her adorable, contradictory expression, Rong Qing'e decided to stop teasing her.
She put down her coffee cup, leaned forward slightly, and her expression became serious.
The atmosphere in the office fell silent for a moment.
Zhao Yihuan was also a little nervous because of her seriousness, and looked at her with confusion.
Rong Qing'e said clearly, word by word, "No need to wait."
"That 'Yang Dingtian' who sent you gifts..."
"That's our company's new boss, Mr. Ning Xiuyang."
"boom!"
Zhao Yihuan felt as if her brain had been struck by a thunderbolt, leaving it completely blank.
The expression on her face froze completely at that moment.
His mouth was slightly open, forming a comical "O" shape, and his usually bright and sparkling eyes were now wide open, filled with disbelief.
New boss?
Ning Xiuyang?
Is it that young man she caught a fleeting glimpse of in the company corridor this morning, who seemed excessively young and so handsome that it made her heart flutter?
He... he is the super-rich man "Yang Dingtian" who spends millions in the live broadcast room without even blinking an eye?
For a moment, Zhao Yihuan's eyes darted around, her heart pounding, her mind racing, lost in thought...