Finally, Feng Yilian and her sisters were kicked out under everyone's watchful eyes.
She was unwilling, cursing and struggling, but the security guards knew no mercy. In the chaos, one of her shoes even fell off.
Disheveled and utterly disgraced.
Standing on the street, she bit her lip. Though her sisters remained silent, their eyes conveyed blame and anger. If it weren't for her, they wouldn't have suffered such humiliation together.
Inside the shop, Mu Er looked apologetically at Shen Qingqing, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you knew Chris. If I had known..."
He certainly wouldn't have helped Feng Yilian.
Shen Qingqing shook her head, "It's fine, we know each other now."
"How is Mrs. Chris?"
Earlier on the phone, Chris had only said that his wife's illness was related to Director Feng and that he should handle it. Mu Er hadn't even had time to be shocked.
In any case, the priority was to get Feng Yilian out.
"If you're not busy, you can go visit her."
To know if she was better or worse, one had to see with their own eyes.
She remembered the personality of her uncle Chris and suddenly smiled mischievously, "And you'll have to personally go and apologize to my uncle."
She still remembered his invitation to dinner on the phone.
Mu Er gave an embarrassed smile, "You're right, I should visit him in person. You are Chris's niece, which makes you my niece. Feel free to pick anything from this store, it's all on me."
He was in a hurry to find Chris and called for the assistant manager who managed the store staff, "This is our distinguished guest, please arrange VIP service for her. I have something to attend to and must leave. Contact me by phone if anything comes up."
He had to go quickly, otherwise, that old man might get very angry. If he didn't resolve this now, he would definitely use this incident as leverage to exploit him later.
That was an old fox!
Despite his internal grumbling, he was still happy at the thought of seeing an old friend.
Shen Qingqing watched him leave and then saw the service staff bringing out their best dresses. She began to choose excitedly.
...
Feng Yilian didn't want to go home, so she went drinking with her sisters.
It was also a way to apologize, as they had all been shamed because of her. She tried to mend their impressions of her with money.
However, even so, many rumors began to circulate outside.
As soon as Director Feng returned home, the butler delivered explosive news. He quickly opened his phone. For the past two days, he had been busy with a project at the company, working day and night and keeping his phone turned off.
As soon as he turned it on, the browser pushed a report about Fan Hang and Feng Yilian. It first briefly described the conflict between the two, stating that Fan Hang had abandoned his fiancée in public and left.
Feng Yilian cried softly but was helpless.
Most importantly, the comments below were all over the place.
— Honestly, I think these two are just playing along, they don't have any feelings for each other.
— Yeah, if they really liked each other, how could he leave her alone?
— I was there at the scene. Young Master Fan's tone and expression, tsk tsk tsk, it was clearly disgust and impatience, not a trace of affection.
— I'm starting to suspect that the previous reports of their deep affection and romantic rendezvous were fake.
— If you say that, it's possible!
— Add 1.
Director Feng read it with anger. Just then, he received a call from his assistant, "Chairman Feng, this is bad. Reporters are swarming the company entrance, asking to interview you about the marriage alliance with the Fan family. Is it a union of interests, or based on the feelings of the two children..."
If it had been stated from the beginning that it was an alliance, it would have been fine.
But because Feng Yilian had attended the party and let Fan Hang take the blame, they had to claim the couple had strong feelings. Now, if it was revealed that they had no feelings for each other, it would be equivalent to deceiving the public and the reporters...
The consequences made Director Feng's vision go black.
"Where is Feng Yilian?"
The butler stammered, "Miss didn't come home all night yesterday..."
Very good, she even dared to stay out all night!
Director Feng took a deep breath, ignored the assistant's repeated urgings on the phone, and hung up. He then called Feng Yilian.
But the phone rang for a long time, and no one answered.
He called a second time, and she directly hung up!
This time, Director Feng was completely enraged. Just as he was about to call his subordinates to find Feng Yilian... she returned.
She was still wearing yesterday's clothes, looking somewhat disheveled, her hair casually down, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes slightly unfocused, reeking of alcohol.
Seeing Director Feng, she sobered up considerably.
"Daddy..."
Director Feng slowly stood up, "Where were you yesterday?"
Feng Yilian's eyes darted around, "I'm getting married soon, so I went out to dinner with my sisters. They wanted to throw me a bachelorette party, but I refused. You told me not to be ostentatious and to be well-behaved... I had a few too many drinks yesterday because I was happy..."
Her voice grew softer as she spoke, her father's gaze was quite frightening.
Did Father know about what happened yesterday?
"I called you, why did you hang up?"
"I was already at the door of the house and thought I'd be inside soon, so I didn't answer..." Feng Yilian's mind became clearer, but the signs of drunkenness had not yet faded from her face.
The door was not closed, and a gentle breeze carried in, dispersing the smell of alcohol around her.
Director Feng's face turned pale. Looking at her swaying and unstable state due to drunkenness, and recalling the online reports and the call he had just received...
He walked over quickly and raised his hand to slap her!
Feng Yilian, already unsteady, stumbled and fell onto the sofa, "Why did you hit me?!"
"Hitting you is the least of it!"
Director Feng threw his phone in front of her. The news report was still open, and the comments below were constantly increasing, with likes and shares rapidly accumulating.
Feng Yilian was dismissive, "It's just a report, it won't affect us."
"Shut up!"
Seeing her still unrepentant, Director Feng was about to explode and raise his hand to hit her again. The butler quickly stepped forward to intervene, trying to placate him.
"Master, please don't hit her. Miss is getting married soon, and her face is already swollen..."
Right, she was still getting married.
Director Feng remembered this and took a deep breath, suppressing his anger. "Fine, I won't hit you. But from today onwards, you will stay at home and behave. If you dare to cause trouble outside again, see how I deal with you!"
Feng Yilian wanted to say something more, but the butler tugged at her. Covering her red and swollen face, she reluctantly went to her room.
As soon as she entered, the room was locked with a click.
This time, she couldn't get out.
Soon, the wedding day arrived. Shen Qingqing changed into her formal attire and went to attend the wedding.
Fu Jingshu accompanied her, and behind them followed a short individual.
As they entered, the attendant at the door glanced at the short person again, as they were so heavily concealed that their gender, age, or identity could not be discerned.
This person was too strange.