Chapter 237: Chapter 237 Then What? Chapter 237: Chapter 237 Then What? Feng Suli was furious.
Firstly, she didn’t expect Lu Xining to dodge her slap; secondly, it was because she ntioned the repaynt of tens of millions.
This matter was only known between her and her mother-in-law, and other mbers of the Zhou family were unaware.
Over the subsequent four years, the tens of millions that were transferred in went mostly into her and her mother-in-law’s pockets.
If this matter was exposed by the dia, it would reflect poorly on the Zhou family.
Her marriage was already on shaky ground.
If more negative publicity erupted, she truly feared being outdone by her husband’s mistress!
Lu Xining almost reflexively avoided her slap, but it seed the other party was still not appeased.
“Over ten years ago, the tuition for three years in Port City was so expensive, costing tens of millions.”
“… I wonder how many billions it would take to study here now.”
So people enjoyed watching the excitent without fearing the chaos.
But they dared not openly confront the Port City Zhou Family, so they whispered among themselves.
“Tens of millions? Mrs. Zhou really dares to ask!”
“Shh! Keep it down! You know she’s Mrs. Zhou, right? That’s the Port City Zhou Family; who knows, maybe this is insider information.”
Hearing this, Feng Suli’s face turned dark.
Her eyes sharply turned toward the people discussing it, and everyone dared not et her gaze, shifting their eyes away.
Lu Xining watched as Feng Suli’s resemblance to Old Madam Zhou grew stronger, a cold light flitted through her almond-shaped eyes.
Do not offend , and I will not offend you.
If the Zhou family hadn’t approached her, everything, good or bad, bitter or sweet, would have ended at the mont she repaid the tens of millions.
But there were always those who insisted on provoking her, and Lu Xining was no shrinking violet.
Her lips lifted slightly in a smirk, her edge hidden: “If Old Lady Zhou knew that Ms. Feng was boasting so proudly about how she commanded back then, would she think it damages the hard-earned image of philanthropy?”
Thinking of her mother-in-law, who was kind outwardly but evil inside, Feng Suli felt a chill in her heart.
She recalled that the Old Lady had specifically asked Zhou Jiawang to make a trip to Jingzhou to invite Lu Xining to the birthday feast, wondering if there might be other hidden motives.
Offending the insignificant Lu Xining wasn’t a big issue.
But angering the false saint in her family was sothing she could not afford to handle!
On hearing this, Feng Suli no longer wished to stay at the banquet; she turned to Lu Xining, saying “You just wait,” and then she turned towards the direction of the elevators.
The girl with the babyface hurried to follow, but she turned back to give Lu Xining a aningful look.
Gong Yunxue rolled her eyes, saying, “There really are a lot of sick people around!”
Lu Xining felt that today’s incident wasn’t just an accident.
Her friend’s photography exhibition was held in an art gallery far from the comrcial district where the Zhou family was located.
Feng Suli was also not soone who loved art.
This fact made her suspect the timid, baby-faced girl who resembled a rabbit.
Gong Yunxue took over the child, “Let’s go inside and eat.”
Little Dumpling still obediently covered his ears, shook his head at Gong Yunxue, and clung tightly to Lu Xining’s neck.
Having just gotten back to his residence in Jingzhou no.1, Ji Muye had received the ssage.
Hearing his daughter’s furious voice, his dark eyes gathered a frosty coldness.
Ji Muye took out his phone and made a call.
After handling the matter, he still felt uneasy and imdiately changed his flight to Port City from Saturday morning to Friday night, after Ji Chao and Ji Ze finished kindergarten.
Zhou Jiawang, in the Zhou Mansion in Port City, lay on the bedroom’s outdoor balcony sulking and drinking, with his cellphone constantly vibrating on the table, but he hadn’t glanced at it once.
Finally, the phone went silent.
But then, many more ssages ca in.
He wasn’t inclined to bother, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the characters “Lu Xining.”
After reading the ssage, a surge of anger spread across Zhou Jiawang’s normally gentle face, and he grabbed his coat and left the apartnt.
He had moved out a long ti ago and no longer lived in the Zhou Mansion.
But thinking of Little Dumpling, who accompanied Lu Xining, he returned to shower, brush his teeth, and change clothes.
He didn’t want to leave a bad impression on the child.
Port City Xiangxie Hotel, top-floor suite.
Gong Yunxue personally escorted them to the hotel entrance and, having other matters to handle, did not accompany them upstairs.
Lu Xining carried her drowsy daughter to the elevator.
As soon as she exited the elevator, she saw Zhou Jiawang waiting in front of her room door.
Hearing the noise, Zhou Jiawang imdiately stood up straight.
He had washed his mouth nurous tis before coming, but the faint sll of alcohol lingered when he spoke,
“I’m sorry, I had no idea my mother would treat you that way.”
He had already looked into what happened at the banquet.
Lu Xining found his words amusing and calmly countered, “Even if you had known, what then?”
“What next? Would you confront your mother for my sake, stand with her against , or play peacemaker and push us to reconcile?”
She tugged at the corner of her mouth, her smile not reaching her eyes.
Zhou Jiawang said, “I’m sorry.”
Whether it’s sorry or apologies, those are the most useless words in the world.
They often co after the damage has already been done.
Little Dumpling’s eyelids were battling fatigue as she rested on Lu Xining’s shoulder, drifting to sleep, but she lifted her lids briefly at the sound of his voice.
“Handso uncle…”
Lu Xining gently patted her daughter’s back, lowering her voice to coax her to continue sleeping, but Little Dumpling opened her eyes instead to look at Zhou Jiawang.
Why did she feel like the fierce old lady from today and this handso uncle looked similar?
The more she watched, the sleepier she beca.
She lay her head back on Lu Xining’s shoulder, muttering as she drifted off, “Those who bully mom are bad people.”
“Nuonuo protect mom… chase away the bad grandma…”
Lu Xining walked past Zhou Jiawang, opened her room door, and entered with her daughter in her arms.
Zhou Jiawang, who had learned gentleman manners from a young age, did not follow her in and leaned against the icy corridor wall again.
His phone vibrated; it was a call from Feng Suli.
He just answered the phone when he heard a knock from the other side.
“Jiawang, are you in the apartnt?”
“Mom had the maid prepare your favorite soup; it’s very nourishing to drink this in autumn. Please open the door; Mom is right outside your apartnt.”
Listening to the gentle voice on the other end, Zhou Jiawang’s heart sank bit by bit into the icy depths.
He couldn’t understand why his seemingly kind mother and grandmother-like old lady were behaving this way towards Lu Xining.
As a son, he could not voice his reproaches.
Zhou Jiawang sighed deeply and said, “Mom, I’m not in the apartnt. Leave the soup at the door; I’ll drink it when I return.”
Hearing his response, Feng Suli felt a bit disappointed and hung up. She glanced at the baby-faced girl accompanying her.
“Shanshan, Jiawang is not at the apartnt. Leave the soup and head back to rest early.”
The baby-faced girl felt a bit dejected, “Ms. Feng, may I wait a bit longer?”
After Feng Suli left, she looked up with a smile.
anwhile, Zhou Jiawang in the Xiangxie Hotel wasn’t planning to return tonight. He had wanted to book the room opposite Lu Xining’s, but it was reserved for the next week; he had to settle for another suite on the sa floor.
Inside the room, Lu Xining, who had just changed her daughter into nightclothes, discovered the identity of the baby-faced girl…
…Gou Shanmu.
Port City Ship Company, the only daughter of Gou Ruibo.
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