He Guiren scratched his ears suspiciously. Those sounds just now...

Is it my illusion?

Hesitantly, he returned to the living room.

He Zuyao was slowly making his way out of the bathroom, leaning against the wall. His usually arrogant face was now as pale as paper, sweat streaking his forehead, and his legs felt weak as if he were stepping on cotton. He thought he'd eaten something foul, and along with his two bodyguards, he had diarrhea. He kept running to the bathroom, desperate to empty his bowels.

Seeing Chairman He standing outside, He Zuyao forced himself to straighten his back, walked out with a ruthless gait, and without even raising his eyelids, slumped into the leather sofa, put his legs on the coffee table, and continued playing games.

“You…you…”

He Guiren pointed at his son's hands, which were shaking like Parkinson's disease, and turned to He's mother and yelled, "Look at your good son! He's in such a miserable state, he'll drag down the whole family sooner or later. If I had known this would happen, I should have given him to the old lady to take care of!!"

He Zuyao crossed his legs and swayed back and forth, the game sound effects were turned up to the sky, like a deaf man fearless of thunder.

Mrs. He was shocked by these words.

"What do you mean?" She opened her watery eyes, her pearl earrings dangling with her body. "You spent all day out drinking and carousing, leaving everything at home to me. I was both a father and a mother, raising them all, and now I'm in such a mess."

Thinking back to the injustices she had suffered in the teahouse during the day, tears began to fall like beads from a broken string.

"Okay, all of you with the surname He, the boss treats me like air, Zixun forgets his mother after getting married, and even you criticize me. I am not a human being here or outside! What's going on in this life! Wuuuuuu——"

[Ouch, oh——] Xia Chi became excited inside.

[Sister Senya, come quickly! There's something interesting going on here! This is definitely going to be retribution! It's not that I won't retribute, it's just that the time has not come yet!]

[Didn't you just act like a mother-in-law, saying that our fairy sister wasn't worthy of entering the He family?]

"Why don't you continue playing the role of the wealthy mistress? Why are you crying like a rejected concubine now?"

The noisy voice rang in He Guiren's ears again.

After digging into his past, the voice began to dig into his harem.

[Hey! Isn't Mrs. He the Li Shanshan who was first the white moonlight and then the cinnabar mole, first the first love and then the mistress, and finally succeeded in getting the upper hand?]

[I heard that she and the richest man were childhood sweethearts, but in order to climb up the social ladder, he turned around and married the daughter of a certain director, cruelly dumping her. However, after the marriage, the two of them continued to have an affair, eventually developing into a clandestine lover relationship.]

[Then, luck took a turn. Something happened to my father-in-law, and Mr. He moved to Qingmei's apartment overnight. The divorce agreement was written more neatly than a financial statement.]

A layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on He Guiren's back. He stared at a certain point in the void and was completely unaware of Li Shanshan's crying.

The past events that he had buried with money and power were being dug up one shovel at a time...

If we want to talk about scumbags, it has to be our Chairman He. Even before his father-in-law's body was cold, he married Li Shanshan in eighty luxury cars and held a banquet that lasted three days and three nights.

[Wow! A wealthy woman with a grudge can still have such a glorious day.]

[The original wife could not bear the double blow and suffered a physical and mental breakdown. She was sent to a mental hospital and died not long after.]

[Tsk tsk tsk, the abandoned wife of Xue Rengui in the cold kiln, the ungrateful He Guiren, Guiren Guiren, whoever came up with these names, it's a stroke of genius.]

He Guiren's face was so gloomy that water seemed to drip out of it, and his cloudy eyes were gleaming with a cold venomous light.

Good...very good...

It has been years since I heard anyone gossiping in front of him.

He Guiren kicked open the door of the suite and his sinister eyes swept over everyone in the room.

Except for the two yellow-haired people... the unconscious one was still unconscious, and the other one with his face swollen like a pig's head was kneeling there, looking at the person who suddenly broke in with a look of despair in his eyes.

He Guiren approached, his shadow looming over Tu Sihai.

"Were you talking just now?"

“???”

“!!!”

Tu Sihai shuddered violently, his swollen face shaking violently. He anxiously twisted his neck to signal towards Xia Chi, but unfortunately his mouth was broken and his words were leaking out and slurred: "Um-it's...it's..."

He Guiren didn't understand a word he heard. He followed Pighead's gaze and looked at the bed. The mouth of the person on the bed was sealed tightly and didn't move at all from beginning to end.

Still want to put the blame on others?

“Snap—”

He Guiren slapped him.

Anyway, knowing so many secrets about their family...

This child must not be kept.

He Guiren pointed at Tu Baiwan and ordered Huang Mao: "Slap him hard in the mouth and seal it shut. I don't want to hear him say anything else!"

“Hey.”

Huang Mao nodded and bowed, bewildered, but he dared not question the words of his sponsor's father. He swiftly grabbed Tu Sihai's hair and slapped him repeatedly.

"Ouch! Woo--" Tu Sihai's screams were muffled in his throat, mixed with overwhelming grievances.

He Guiren slowly walked back to the living room, took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, and frowned in disgust.

It feels a bit strange.

Why don't other people react to this person's voice?

It was as if only he could hear it.

“Found it!”

Another young man rushed in, holding a drone and a telephoto SLR in his arms. "We found it in the woods next to the golf course. It was hidden pretty well."

He Guiren took the device, squinted his eyes, and swiped his fingers quickly on the touch screen. High-definition photos flashed one after another - photos of Tang Bo entering and leaving the club, continuous shots of him meeting with He Zuyao's bodyguards, and even a drone recording through the glass of Tang Bo drugging Jiang Nan, and the whole process of He Zuyao's bodyguards carrying the unconscious Jiang Nan upstairs.

Fortunately, after arriving at the villa, He Zuoyao went straight to the bathroom, and his face was not photographed until the end.

He Zuyao saw himself in the video, hunched over like a shrimp, clutching his buttocks, with a faint bruise on his pants. He felt utterly humiliated and, gritting his teeth, shouted into the back room, "Drag that clueless paparazzi out here!"

As soon as the two yellow-haired men sealed Tu Sihai's mouth, they dragged him out.

Tu Sihai's face became even more swollen, like a smashed tomato. When he was dragged out and saw the telephoto SLR and the drone, he was immediately scared out of his wits and kicked his legs, wanting to crawl back into the room.

"You bastard, who gave you the guts to take pictures of me secretly?" He Zuyao rolled up his sleeves and punched Tu Sihai in the face. Tu Sihai's head tilted back suddenly and his nose bled like a faucet.

He Zuyao kicked him a few more times: "Are you tired of living or do you need money to buy a coffin? How dare you hit me..."

"Okay, okay."

He Guiren's voice was cold as he stared at the short-lived ghost on the ground. Seven or eight solutions flashed through his mind.

The mental hospital has been checking closely lately, or else I might as well just throw him into the high seas...

He flipped through the camera in his hand again, and the more he thought about it, the more scared he became - if these photos were to leak out, He's stock price would probably plummet.

The old foxes on the board of directors have been waiting for a long time to catch him...

"You're a jerk who can't do anything good, but always causes trouble! You're capable of such despicable things..."

He Guiren's chest was choked with anger, and he couldn't help but swing his crutch and hit He Zuyao on the back, "I should have strangled you to death back then!"

The crutch fell down with little strength, and He Zuyao was so strong that he didn't even frown. Instead, he raised his face and grinned at his father.

He Guiren was so angry when he saw this that he swung his crutch towards her face. Li Shanshan rushed over to stop him, but He Guiren lost all his rationality and pushed her away.

"Ouch!"

Li Shanshan's eight-centimeter high heels clicked, and she fell onto the messy carpet. Her carefully styled curly hair spread out like a mad woman. She pounded the floor and howled, "I can't live like this! What's the point of living? Wuuwuwu..."

"Shh-"

An inappropriate whistle was heard in the room.

He Zuyao was so mad that he didn't even let his mother go after angering his father. He sneered at the person on the ground with a crooked mouth: "Hey, who are you pretending to be for?"

He raised his chin and gestured in the direction of He Guiren: "Do you think my father cares about you? If he cares about you, where did the third and fourth rooms come from?"

Li Shanshan's crying stopped all of a sudden, and she stared at him with tears in her eyes, as if she was looking at a human monster.

He Guiren almost fainted from anger: "How do you talk to your mother like that? Say it again, you little bastard."

He Zuyao slowly sat down on the sofa, revealing an evil and cruel smile. "My mother died in a mental hospital, right? Who are you referring to?"

He Guiren's eyes went dark.

Li Shanshan's face turned pale.

"You're playing a double game," He Zuyao sneered. "Our family has plenty of money. It only takes a minute to settle a small matter like this. The Macau casino incident only cost the price of two yachts. Don't you agree, Chairman He?"

He seemed very happy to cause trouble for He Guiren.

"You're fucking crazy!"

He Guiren's eyes turned darker and darker.

"Settle it?! Do you think this matter is that simple? That's Jiang Nan, not a waiter! There's no such thing as a wall that's impenetrable. Paparazzi drones have even flown to your house. How are you going to suppress the public opinion? A single spit from each person can drown you."

"It didn't work out!" He Zuyao said nonchalantly, "He drank himself into a blackout, what could he possibly remember? Besides—Uncle Tang gave him to me. Uncle Tang said he'd take responsibility if anything happened."

"Idiot! You've been sold out, yet you're still counting money for others." He Guiren was even more furious when he thought of Tang Bo. "Tang Bo's company is almost mortgaging its headquarters building. This old fox is deliberately goading you into doing something stupid, just waiting to drag you into this trap so he can blackmail me into filling that multi-billion dollar hole! This bastard, I'll have to pay him back sooner or later!"

He turned to look at his good-for-nothing son.

"You have a pig brain, how dare you agree to this."

"If I don't take a bite of this fat lamb that's been delivered to me, I'd be stupid not to." He Guiren crossed his legs. "That bastard can sleep with a popular female star, so why can't I play with the top stars?"

[Bah!!!]

[You must have peed yourself without a mirror.]

[What kind of person are you? Without the He family, you're no better than a guard dog.]

Xia Chi roared in his heart, and if his mouth hadn't been sealed, he would have bitten him to death.

[Wait a minute? Bastard?]

[The bastard he's talking about...could it be He Zixun?]