115 Why Does It Look So Familiar?

While Hui Yin was enjoying her time in Shanghai, the shocking scandal she had intentionally left behind her was still being discussed at a frenzied pace in Beijing.

Nian Zhen had temporarily went into hiding in her family's vacation house, as the words 'slut', 'mistress', and 'green tea bitch' [1] bombarded her Weibo.

Although the photo had already been taken down, and her family had hired an expert PR to do some damage control, there was no stopping the flames being fanned by the public.

If this scandal had been about a normal famous actress, perhaps the gossip would have died down after a week or two. But this was about the Great Dragon King! The CEO and Chairman of the Lu Corporation, who was so low-key he had been hiding out of the public's eye for several years. And the other star of this little tryst was Nian Zhen, the beautiful and upstanding daughter of the Nians!

How could they not be excited?

This was a once in a lifetime opportunity to discuss these two people 'blessed by the heavens'!

Netizens especially took delight in the fact that they could also commit human-like mistakes. There was even an expression that became recently popular in China, such as the phrase used by men who had been caught cheating with other women: "Forgive me, my wife, but the Great Dragon King did it too!"

While females who were found out to be coveting idols or males that were out of their league could be insulted by the epithet, "Who do you think you are, Nian Zhen?"

It was certainly a new age for internet slangs in China.

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Jiang's family home.

Jiang Xu, who had been peacefully eating breakfast with his family at the dining table, abruptly spat out his drink. He looked wide-eyed at the front cover of the newspaper that his father was reading.

That black dress...why does it look so familiar? Isn't that the one Wifey wore when I picked her up at Wang Yong's?

Little Wuji looked down at the bowl of soup that now contained a trace of his older brother's saliva and gingerly pushed it towards Baby Shang.

Jiang Xu grabbed the newspaper.

"Oy!"

Jiang Heng looked at his son, who was now poring over the newspaper as if his life depended on it. Where did this newfound energy come from? Just minutes ago, he had almost been nodding off to sleep while eating breakfast!

But Jiang Xu had long since stopped paying attention to his father. It was indeed Wifey! Wifey's corrupt fiancé...was the Great Dragon King?

Was this why she told him that they were going to break up soon? Did she saw him kissing that...Jiang Xu scratched his head, but he really couldn't remember the name of the other party. Anyway, Wifey must have been hurt badly by her fiancé's betrayal!

Jiang Xu remembered his Wifey sitting alone by the sidewalk, looking lonely as she waited for him. His heart ached for her.

He had to call his Wifey!

Leaving his breakfast half-finished, Jiang Xu jumped up and ran to his room. Madam Jiang nearly bolted from her seat to try and take a photo of this momentous occasion again, but she looked at the huge portrait that was visible from the living room and patted her heart reassuringly.

It's fine, it's fine, you already have a memento. You can't be too greedy.

Little Wuji frowned as he observed the odd behavior of his older brother. He knew that the only one who could make him move like that was his Wifey.

He picked up the newspaper that Jiang Xu had abandoned, smoothing out the creases. Although Little Wuji hadn't seen the dress his Wifey was wearing, and the face of the woman on the picture was blurred, how could that little trick deceive Little Wuji's discerning eyes?

He only took one glance at the pixelated features and recognized her immediately.

Wifey?

Then he noticed that there was a man standing by his Wifey's side. His arm was around her waist, and he was holding her possessively.

Little Wuji stared at the man's face. In a split-second, his cute baby-like face vanished, transformed into a blackhole that could even devour an entire civilization. Light vanished, swallowed into a vortex of killing intent.

In his four-year old childish voice, he said coldly, "Who is this lump of feces?"

Baby Shang, in the middle of happily slurping the free soup his twin brother gave him, choked.

Brother, do you have to use that particular word choice?

I'm still eating!

[1] Green tea bitch: ambitious woman who pretends to be innocent.