Chapter 370: Chapter 187: Exposed
When Su Ziceng walked out of Su Qingzhang’s office, the joy she had felt from receiving Lin Ying’s call had completely vanished.
Su Qingzhang previously had high praise for Pello, but just a few days later, he suddenly changed his tune. He said Pello’s background was unclear and that he was too shrewd.
Undoubtedly, the change in Su Qingzhang’s attitude must be related to Hang Yishao. However, based on Su Ziceng’s understanding of Su Qingzhang, he wouldn’t side with Hang Yishao for no reason. Su Qingzhang even brought up her marriage to Hang Yishao, which she firmly refused.
No wonder Pello seemed a bit strange earlier; Su Ziceng’s face flushed. Pello’s earlier question, needless to say, would have been met with a definite answer from her. Did Pello not trust her? Contemplating, Su Ziceng walked into the elevator, thinking she should clarify her thoughts to Pello to help him return to normal.
The elevator stopped at the finance department level, and it was already lunchtime, leaving only a few people in the office.
Su Ziceng arrived at Pello’s office door, knocked, and finding no response, she pushed the door open and saw the previously disheveled files neatly arranged back in place.
"Maybe he had some urgent matter and left earlier?" Su Ziceng murmured to herself, dreading facing pairs of curious eyes during lunch today.
From the entrance of the finance department, crisp high-heeled footsteps sounded, and when Su Ziceng looked up, she saw Yan Wuxu. She was puzzled by her sudden appearance; what was Yan Wuxu, who had been quite low-key lately, doing here?
"Qing Chang said, when I’m free, to come to the office more often to learn," Yan Wuxu said with a beaming smile as she walked up and took Su Ziceng’s hand.
No longer trusting Pello, Su Qingzhang, to be safe, decided to start grooming a new finance manager candidate. He did not specify whether Su Ziceng or Yan Wuxu would be the final appointee, but he had already made arrangements.
Su Ziceng hadn’t expected Su Qingzhang to make such arrangements immediately; this undoubtedly pressured Pello to leave the Su Family business sooner. Yet, without real authority and it being inconvenient to speak directly, she could only watch and wait.
Hang Yishao, dining outside with Fei Qing, was currently cutting a piece of pork chop. However, Fei Qing sitting in front of him looked incredibly out of sorts.
The two of them were nearly graduates and responsible for their first project, the summer-opening Seaside Resort. Both families agreed that it was better for young people to handle this new industry and thus laid the responsibility on them.
So, theoretically, Hang Yishao should be working closely with Fei Qing every day. But in reality, whether it was the project’s fire safety inspection or the bulk procurement of supplies, it was all Hang Yishao running around, while Fei Qing merely showed his face at various dining events and then hands-off.
"Your dad is currently riding high; why do you look so worn out," Hang Yishao said after a few bites, putting down his fork. Mr. Fei’s council center project was at a crucial juncture.
Fei Qing yawned, his eyes sunken even during broad daylight, and his lips looked somewhat blue as if he was affected by cold, "He has Divine Light’s blessing; of course, everything goes smoothly for him." Since acquiring that item from Yellow Love, Mr. Fei indeed seemed more energetic, as if he had regained several years of youth. In contrast, Fei Qing looked drained and dispirited every day.
"Aren’t you getting addicted?" Hang Yishao looked at Fei Qing’s plate, his favorite seafood noodles barely touched. Just one glance at Fei Qing’s complexion told him everything.
"How could I have known it would be truly addictive? Shang Yin smokes it himself and seems fine," Fei Qing shrank his feet, his predicament already noticed by Mr. Fei. Therefore, recently, aside from regular expenses, all extra money has been controlled. Soon, it will be Wuxu’s child’s first birthday, and he promised to buy a villa as a gift for ’his son,’ but now he doesn’t even see a shadow of that money.
"You should see a private doctor for treatment. I heard that an electronic cigarette has been developed abroad, try it and see if you can quit," Hang Yishao, not sure whether to scold or speak normally, could only urge him to quit smoking soon.
Fei Qing also had unspeakable troubles. He and Yang Wuxu were both addicted to smoking, and now that Mr. Fei controlled his finances, things were tight. If he discussed it with Wuxu, he’d probably get a severe scolding.
"Let’s not talk about that for now, do you have any spare cash?" Fei Qing knew Hang Yishao’s situation was different; the Hang Family had always been generous to their only son, and though Hang Yishao seemed extravagant, he was good at managing finances, his funds snowballing impressively.
"I do have money, how much do you need?"
"I have my eye on a newly built villa at the seaside, it’s about thirty million," Fei Qing estimated.
With the completion of the Seaside Project and the nearing finish of the Su Fei Families’ skyscraper project in the Sixth District, many old shanty towns have been replaced by rising independent villas.
"What do you need a villa over there for? If you’re really interested, you could have your dad pull some strings, you could probably get it for half the price," Hang Yishao knew that among officials, there existed unwritten rules where properties were a solid bargaining chip.
"I can’t let my dad know about this," Fei Qing said anxiously, yawning repeatedly before covertly lighting up a cigarette after a cautious glance around.
Hang Yishao frowned and turned his face away, "Are you planning to use that house especially to keep a mistress or what?"
He thought Fei Qing would retort immediately, but instead, Fei Qing choked on his cigarette from being so accurately speculated, coughing ceaselessly as tears and snot ran down his face.
"Look at the state you’re in, your dad would be so mad if he saw this, he’d be furious," Hang Yishao tossed him some tissues, warning, "Don’t get fooled by a woman. Spending tens of millions on a house for a woman, are you out of your mind?"
"It’s actually for my wife and child, everyone just wants to be happy. Besides, if I don’t buy it this time, Yang Wuxu will surely pester me to death," Fei Qing accidentally spilled the beans and immediately showed a panic-stricken face as if he’d been caught red-handed.
Hang Yishao froze. Yang Wuxu? A child? When did this happen? Does Ziceng know about this? Could it be that Yang Wuxu’s child is not Su Qingzhang’s? (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian () to cast your recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)