Old Zheng and the others, of course, were all brought here by him.
He even blatantly showed off his arrogance, "With the Third Young Master gone, I wonder who you can rely on."
"Yang Wei, you’re causing all this chaos?"
He laughed, "Of course, Yan Xixi. I refuse to believe I can’t destroy you. TSK, TSK, TSK... Just look at this! The Third Young Master actually gave you such a big store. It pisses off just seeing it. If you hadn’t offended so much back then, I might have let you off the hook today. But now, Yan Xixi, you can just wait for your doom..."
She remained composed. "Did Mother Huang send you?"
Yang Wei laughed even more triumphantly, "Are you still pinning your hopes on my cousin? You’re dreaming. My cousin wouldn’t even give you a second glance. Let tell you, this wasn’t my aunt’s doing; it’s my cousin who can’t stand the sight of you. You promiscuous bitch! Now that you’ve been dumped, you should know your place..."
Yan Xixi’s smile vanished. She said seriously, "Yang Wei, if I were you, I would never co to this store again."
Yang Wei was taken aback. "Why?"
She rely smiled and said nothing.
Yang Wei was furious. "Bitch, are you trying to intimidate ? If you piss off, I’ll destroy this whole shop today! You had the Third Young Master backing you before, so you were sothing. But now that the Third Young Master can barely fend for himself, what are you? Just a filthy slut..."
At that mont, Yan Xixi’s phone rang. Her expression imdiately changed, and she giggled into the phone, "Donglin... when are you coming back? Really, now! You absolutely must bring lots of gifts..."
Yang Wei, half-believing, stared at her intently. Seeing her smile grow increasingly gentle and sweet, he couldn’t help but take a step back.
After all, the beating he took last ti was so severe that the mory still sent shivers down his spine.
When Yan Xixi hung up, he had already hopped on his motorcycle. He glanced back and said fiercely, "Just you wait!"
As the motorcycle sped away, the smile completely vanished from Yan Xixi’s face.
How tragic! The na Wan Donglin still held so deterrent power for now. But what about in a little while? What would happen when they thoroughly understood he was gone for good and never coming back?
Xu Xiaoya was on edge.
It was tough on her. After so many years in the entertainnt industry, she knew how difficult these various factions were to deal with. People like Yang Wei, who behaved like gangsters, were like maggots clinging to the bone—once provoked, they stuck to you. Now that the Third Young Master was down on his luck, when else would be a better ti for them to tornt Yan Xixi?
"Xixi, the root of the problem is still Yang Wei. That scumbag Yang Wei definitely won’t give up..."
She shook her head. "Yang Wei isn’t that capable. He’s definitely acting on soone’s orders."
Xu Xiaoya grew even more anxious. "Acting on whose orders? There’s soone behind him? Could it be Huang Xiaojue?"
Yan Xixi didn’t answer.
It was hard to say if it was Huang Xiaojue. At the very least, it was related to him. To be precise, it was related to Zhou Ting. Otherwise, how could Yang Wei have the influence to involve so many different departnts? The Administration for Industry and Comrce, the tax authorities, and others taking turns to find fault... Maybe actual gangsters would be next. Yang Wei alone definitely didn’t have that kind of clout.
Xu Xiaoya was indignant. "Huang Xiaojue is so heartless! He must resent you for getting together with the Third Young Master. The breakup wasn’t even your fault! It was clearly him who allowed his mother and her cronies to bully you. He’s truly not a good person. I used to think he was at least a decent man. But now it seems he’s just an opportunist, bootlicking Zhou Ting! He stood by idly while Zhou Ting and his mother openly ridiculed you, without uttering a single word..."
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