Exclusive Pampered Wife: My Wife Came to My Door

Chapter 467 Sending her a bouquet of flowers

Adrian sighed, "Grandpa doesn't want people to find him, and there's nothing I can do about it."

He'd been searching for so long, but there was still no news of his grandfather, so he had no choice but to go back. After all, as a political figure, he couldn't linger outside any longer.

"You guys are playing darts, want to join in?" Adrian asked enthusiastically.

Ding Le was astonished: "You want to join too?"

"Why are you so surprised? Do you look down on me?" Adrian said, waving his hand and hitting the bullseye.

Ding Le and the fox exchanged a glance, surprised by his skill. Ding Le immediately became interested, "Let's have a competition, but let's make it clear first, we don't have much money, so... hehehe..."

"Okay, if you win, I'll pay you. If I win, you'll have to drink a penalty shot."

"Ok, deal!"

With a whooshing sound in the air, the first round ended in a draw.

Ding Le and the fox exchanged a glance, and then the second and third rounds began. Before they knew it, dozens of rounds had ended, mostly ending in a draw, with only occasional wins and losses, and the score remaining close.

Ding Le doesn't drink, so if he loses, Fox takes his place. The winnings are split 30/70: Ding Le gets 30%, Fox gets 70%. To be honest, there aren't many people who can fight them to a draw; this Adrian is not to be underestimated.

Just as they were about to start another round, the fox suddenly stopped. Staring at a familiar-looking person in the corner, the fox narrowed its eyes; the person looked very familiar.

Seeing that he hadn't moved, Ding Le reached out and poked his arm. "Hey, what are you doing? It's your turn."

She's having so much fun, don't let her down, or he'll dig up her ancestors' graves!

The fox looked away and said, "You guys play first, I'm going to the restroom."

"Damn, do you really want her to dig up your ancestors' graves?" Ding Le thought disdainfully.

The fox ignored her and quickly ran towards the restroom. But in the blink of an eye, he silently reappeared beside the woman who looked very familiar. Although the woman was trying to disguise herself, he always had a good eye for people.

Chu Xinyuan, he absolutely did not mistake her!

A man sat next to Chu Xinyuan. After exchanging a few quick words, she left, and the man followed her the whole time.

Fox's intuition tells him something's not simple. Wasn't Chu Xinyuan already sent abroad? Why is she still in the country?

He narrowed his eyes and quickly followed.

"Breaking news: Ms. Chu Xinyuan, who was originally going abroad for self-cultivation, was ambushed on her way to the airport and subsequently taken to a dilapidated building in the suburbs. She suffered physical and mental trauma and is currently undergoing examination and treatment in the hospital..."

Yan Zuozuo frowned as she read the news. Chu Xinyuan had been sent abroad for several days already, so why did this suddenly happen?

She turned on her computer, and the top trending topic on Weibo was a comprehensive report on the incident. The comments below were even more varied, with many speculating about who had kidnapped Chu Xinyuan.

Furthermore, some of Chu Xinyuan's fans pointed out that she was the one manipulating everything behind the scenes. This speculation instantly ignited an uproar on Weibo, with Chu Xinyuan's so-called fans launching various attacks and insults against her, even threatening to make her pay.

Yan Zuozuo raised an eyebrow and sighed helplessly. She knew that as soon as Chu Xinyuan got into trouble, people would definitely associate it with her.

If you want to add a crime, there is nothing wrong with it.

The old Yan Zuozuo might have felt anxious, sad, or angry, but after experiencing so much, she has actually adjusted her mindset much better. No matter how angry, furious, or frustrated she gets, it's all in vain. What these people want to see is her defeated state, so why should she let them have their way?

Keep a calm mind; there's nothing you can't face.

In the study, Chi Moqing received the recording sent to him by the fox, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. This Chu Xinyuan really wouldn't give up until she got what she wanted; did she really think she had done everything perfectly, that she could frame him flawlessly?

How naive!

"Sir, what's the next step?" the fox asked.

Chi Moqing pondered for a moment: "No rush, I have my own way."

The next day, Yan Zuozuo went to work. Song Yutong, who had just returned from her business trip, finished reporting to her and then sat leisurely across from her to chat. Song Yutong mostly talked about her experiences and insights from the business trip, which Yan Zuozuo found interesting and quite rewarding.

"What, I heard that Tong Shili doesn't approve of you becoming the director?" Song Yutong suddenly changed the subject.

Yan Zuozuo smiled wryly: "You just got back and you've already heard about it. It seems like it's all over the company."

"There are no secrets that stay hidden forever. Do you believe me? I'll help you win her over," Song Yutong said, raising an eyebrow with a slightly mischievous air.

"This is a potentially damaging matter. Are you sure you want to get involved?" Actually, handing it over to Song Yutong might be a good idea; at least in terms of costume design, Song Yutong is far superior to Tong Shili. However, as the director, isn't it irresponsible of her to delegate all the difficult problems to her subordinates?

"Just tell me whether you trust me or not."

Yan Zuozuo nodded almost without hesitation, and then heard Song Yutong say, "Then it's settled. You don't need to worry about this. I'll take care of it perfectly for you."

Yan Zuozuo was curious whether Song Yutong was unaware of Tong Shili's identity, or whether she had some secret weapon to defeat her.

She nodded hesitantly: "Don't force yourself."

Song Yutong smiled and left the office with a flourish.

In the study, Chi Moqing held a small, advanced device, resembling a signal tracker. It had been flashing lights when it suddenly emitted a beeping sound. A smile played on his lips as he quickly connected it to his phone and sent a text message. But the signal dropped again within seconds.

Chi Moqing frowned, unsure if the message had been successfully sent. This signal was his way of contacting Snowden regarding Chu Xinyuan. He could certainly deal with Chu Xinyuan on his own, but that would likely have serious consequences, potentially causing unnecessary trouble for his young wife.

However, if the matter is resolved through Snowden, things will be much easier, and Chu Xinyuan's father will definitely not intervene again, let alone target his young wife; otherwise, it could very well cause international friction.

As for why he was so certain Snowden would intervene, it was closely related to his suspicions about Snowden's relationship with his mistress. While it's too early to say for sure, it's probably true.

He continued tracking Snowden's signal when the door to the study rang. Jian Ning knocked and came in. "Chief, Chu Xinyuan is holding a press conference at 3 p.m. today. She has invited almost half of the press."

Chi Moqing raised an eyebrow, a cold smile flashing in his eyes. "I understand."

Since someone is so eager to dig a pit for themselves to jump into, then he'll be a good person and see them off.

He called his wife, and soon heard Yan Zuozuo's sweet voice on the other end of the line, "Honey, are you missing me again?"

"Yes, did you drink your milk diligently at work?"

"Of course I am. And what about your husband? Has he been behaving well at home?"

Chi Moqing chuckled: "You little rascal, get ready, Chu Xinyuan is holding a press conference at three o'clock this afternoon."

Yan Zuozuo raised an eyebrow and subconsciously glanced at the time. It was almost noon. Chu Xinyuan was holding a press conference at 3 pm without any prior notice. It seemed very urgent.

She thought for a moment and asked, "Does your husband know the contents of the press conference?"

"Regarding her being illegally used, they'll inevitably use you as a pretext. Honey, whatever you see or hear, don't pay any attention. I already have a plan for this, understand?"

Unauthorized use?

Pfft! Yan Zuozuo almost burst out laughing; her husband's choice of words was spot on. However, since her husband already had a solution, she could simply watch the show.

"Thank you, honey. You've worked so hard," she said with a smile.

Chi Moqing smiled indulgently, hung up the line, and a shadow of gloom flashed across his face.

The location of the press conference was quite bizarre. At 3 p.m., a VIP ward at the Municipal Central Hospital was packed with reporters, and the room was almost bursting with flashes and cameras. There were also many microphones placed in front of Chu Xinyuan.

In front of the camera, Chu Xinyuan looked haggard, with scars on her face and marks of injury on her body. She sat alone and forlorn on the hospital bed, making it hard to believe that this was the same Chu Xinyuan who used to be so high and mighty.

"I've gathered you all here today to ask you to uphold justice for me..." Chu Xinyuan recounted the events of that night through tears.

The plot goes something like this: She was surrounded and warned by Yan Zuozuo's fans in an alley. Not long after the fans left, several imposing and tall men appeared in the alley, and she was knocked unconscious, which led to the unfortunate incident.

"Although I can't be sure that someone orchestrated this, she's definitely involved. Because of what happened last time, my father has severed ties with me. Now I'm just a penniless, powerless woman. I have no other requests, I only beg someone to have mercy and let me go. Let bygones be bygones, I've already been punished..."

Chu Xinyuan burst into tears, almost moving the reporters to tears as well. Even Yan Zuozuo, watching on television, couldn't help but feel sympathy; her husband was right, the drama was truly touching. She even had to wipe away her tears to show her sympathy.

Ding Le, standing to the side, almost threw up: "Holy crap, why doesn't this woman go into acting?"

Yan Zuozuo smiled and said, "Fox, I'm assigning you a glorious but arduous task: deliver a bouquet of flowers to her with the words 'Forever Pure and Innocent' written on it."

Pfft! The fox burst out laughing. "Sister-in-law, you're so clever! I'll get right on it."

Ding Le blinked, confused. "What does this mean? This woman is so wicked, and instead of punishing her like the moon, you're sending her flowers? Sister-in-law, please explain."

"Silly Ding Le," Yan Zuozuo laughed, "Let's wait until she's finished her act before we make our move. The higher she stands, the harder she falls; wouldn't that bouquet of flowers be even more ironic?"

Ding Le was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter, "Sister-in-law, you are so wise. Yes, yes, yes, this is the way to deal with this kind of slut. Sister-in-law, I really admire you."

in the hospital.

Just as Chu Xinyuan was weeping, a dazzling woman in a uniform walked in, wearing a name tag with a floral design on her chest and holding a bouquet of flowers, exuding confidence and elegance.

The reporters were dumbfounded. What did this mean?