msmithbooks Chapter 109 exposes the ugly behavior of his son-in-law.
Chapter 109 exposes the ugly behavior of his son-in-law.
Chapter 109 exposes the ugly behavior of his son-in-law.
"There's something wrong."
Yu Huan shook her head, turned around and left, too lazy to pay him any attention.
He's talking nonsense.
Is she suffering from hysteria?
Zhao Yuan approached with a friendly grin, observing Yu Huan's dismissive attitude...
On the university campus, Yu Huan was shy, introverted, and not good at speaking. Zhao Yuan always had a subtle sense of superiority over Yu Huan.
Unexpectedly, once Yu Huan left the school, she seemed to have undergone a complete transformation, completely different from the unkempt young man she was on campus.
Especially his current hairstyle, clothing, and overall appearance; even he was impressed. Fang Yuting had previously discussed with him that she suddenly thought this guy was quite handsome, and that she should have accepted Yu Huan's confession back then.
Zhao Yuan felt a mix of emotions upon hearing this.
Yu Huan didn't even look at him, which immediately made him feel embarrassed and angry.
His fist was clenched so tightly that the knuckles of his fingers turned white.
His chest heaved rapidly as he stood there, looking at Yu Huan's tall, slender back, his body trembling slightly.
That night, the woman arm in arm with Yu Huan was carrying both a Hermes bag and a BMW.
Zhao Yuan asked his uncle and learned that Director Lin's daughter was also a young woman in her early twenties, just like them. He didn't believe that someone that age could earn so much money to buy expensive luxury items.
Old Lin himself was driving a Crown.
He couldn't believe that an editor-in-chief, with a limited salary, could have such a good family background.
Yu Huan clearly hooked up with a rich woman and, in order to get promoted, relied on his good looks and became the leader's son-in-law.
Jealousy completely changed Zhao Yuan's appearance.
He immediately concluded that Yu Huan's behavior—not daring to say much in front of him—must be because he felt guilty!
He hooked up with the leader's daughter, and was also having illicit affairs with wealthy women outside the marriage.
Especially after learning the inside information from his uncle that Director Lin was about to take over as editor-in-chief, Zhao Yuan felt increasingly resentful.
In order to return the bribe money from the winning bidder, he now owes tens of thousands of yuan in loans, and his credit score has been ruined.
All of this is thanks to Yu Huan!
I paced back and forth in front of the Lianhe Zaobao building a few times, my impulsive flames burning fiercely, my desire for revenge like a runaway horse.
He immediately decided to expose his son-in-law's ugly behavior to Director Lin.
They skipped the elevator and rushed straight up to the stairwell.
However, as they got closer to the editorial office, their initial enthusiasm gradually cooled, and they finally stopped in front of the director's office.
He hesitated for a moment, pondering whether he should go to extremes.
The image of Yu Huan's indifferent eyes flashed through Zhao Yuan's mind. He gritted his teeth and immediately knocked on the door.
"Please come in."
Old Lin, who had just finished a hearty meal, spoke in a loud voice.
After making his decision, Zhao Yuan didn't hesitate any longer. He pushed open the door and walked to his desk.
Old Lin, who was controlling the mouse, looked up and glanced at the person who had come in.
The young man strained his eye muscles upwards with all his might, making the curve of his mouth look unnatural.
Oh.
Isn't this Zhao Yuan, Old Zhao's nephew?
bother you for something.
Looking at the forced smile on his face, Old Lin asked, "Zhao Yuan, is there something you need?"
Zhao Yuan nodded, looking at the deep eyes behind the black-rimmed glasses, which silently exuded an air of authority, as if no tiny detail could escape the scrutiny of those eyes.
I unconsciously felt a sense of oppression.
Zhao Yuan swallowed hard.
My heart skipped a beat.
"Director Lin, I saw a woman come looking for Yu Huan earlier. The two of them were arm in arm late at night, and the woman was driving a BMW." After speaking frankly during the investigation and giving his report, Zhao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.
I finally said it.
Upon hearing this, Old Lin nodded and simply uttered three words: "I understand."
He looked away and continued staring at the computer screen.
Silence fell immediately.
Gone?
Zhao Yuan was taken aback; he was waiting for Director Lin to ask for more details!
"Is there anything else you can do?"
After a long silence, this question was finally uttered.
"No, nothing else." Zhao Yuan smiled obsequiously, sensing that Old Lin meant to send him away, and bowed slightly: "Then Director Lin, I'll take my leave now."
"Ah."
Old Lin glanced at Zhao Yuan's retreating figure and couldn't help but shake his head.
As Lao Zhao's nephew, even if he and his son-in-law don't get along, as long as the son-in-law is hardworking and reliable, Lao Lin will mediate and help him out in some way.
Young people these days will stop at nothing to compete; they've even resorted to such childish tactics.
Clearly, Zhao Yuan learned from Lao Zhao that Yu Huan was his son-in-law, and there was some misunderstanding. If it weren't for the mention of "driving a BMW", Lao Lin really felt that he would have had a long and heart-to-heart talk with Yu Huan.
After leaving the director's office, Zhao Yuan immediately felt some regret.
Old Lin's expressionless demeanor, after listening to the conversation, showed no obvious emotion on his face, making him difficult to fathom and leaving him unable to fathom his true thoughts.
I had no idea whether the report had actually succeeded.
As Zhao Yuan walked out of the Morning Post building, he looked up at the sky.
Around six o'clock in the evening, the blue in the sky gradually deepened, slowly transitioning into darkness.
In the dim light, the outlines of distant buildings became blurred and indistinct.
Under the same sky, Yu Huan rode his electric scooter to his rented room in the Lion Mountain community.
It's been two weeks, and finally the old landlord brought a middle-aged electrician to install the bathroom heater.
The old man didn't say much. After greeting Yu Huan, he stood in the stairwell outside the door and lit a cigarette.
Yu Huan slumped onto the wooden sofa.
With the laptop on his lap, his fingertips lightly tapped on the keyboard as he browsed various cryptocurrency websites, both domestic and international, enjoying a leisurely time.
There was a crackling sound coming from the bathroom, and the electrician came out carrying an old bathroom heater. He said to Yu Huan, "Handsome, it's installed. Do you want to take a look?"
"Thanks for your hard work."
Yu Huan closed her laptop, went to the bathroom and pressed the central control switch to check it briefly. When she came out, the electrician and the landlord were standing in the stairwell.
He walked to the door and said, "Master, there's no problem."
The landlord leaned against the stair railing, a cigarette dangling from his lips, its glow flickering in the darkness: "We're leaving now, Xiao Yu. Just call me if you have any questions."
"Row."
Yu Huan smiled as she saw the two off, then turned and closed the door.
The phone on the coffee table suddenly vibrated, and Yu Huan quickly went over and picked it up.
The contact person is identified as Xu Hui.
"Hey, Xu Hui."
"Hey Yu, got some time? Late, looking for a midnight snack!"
Xu Hui's slightly stuttering voice came through the receiver.
Yu Huan, thinking about how he hadn't checked on the shop's business for quite some time, smiled and asked, "What's good to eat?"
"Brother Songnian, here you go. It's a four-pound blackfish. He said your grandfather caught it and brought it to you."
"Okay, let's make a sauerkraut fish hot pot and have everyone eat together."
Yu Huan made the decision.
(End of this chapter)