Wei Zixuan's casual remark made the young man completely lose it.
"Wei Zixuan, I order you to divorce this man immediately, or I'll lead the charge to dump your family's stock."
"Once the stock market crashes, it will set off a chain reaction. By then, even if you pull in more capital, it'll be too late to save the situation," the young man threatened.
"Then go right ahead."
"Honey, let's go. We're getting beef noodles."
Wei Zixuan rolled up the car window, had Chen Zheng drive around the young man, and they sped off.
Watching the Lamborghini's taillights disappear, the youth gnashed his teeth.
"Wei Zixuan, you just wait."
"In three days, tops, I will make you kneel before me and beg for mercy!"
「...」
Chen Zheng kept his eyes on the road, already calculating how to use the two billion in stock market funds.
With the system, I don't have to worry about losses. I can easily buy up a large amount of my 'bargain' wife's stock to help her out.
"Honey, are you free tomorrow night?"
"Come with me to a wedding reception."
Wei Zixuan had joined Chen Zheng at the noodle shop. She sat across from him, handing him a pair of chopsticks as she asked.
"I can't tomorrow night," Chen Zheng replied, shaking his head. "I have to go to my ex-girlfriend's wedding."
He had a newfound confidence now. Even though he knew Huang Yiyi would certainly try to make things difficult for him at the wedding, what did he have to fear?
"Who's more important, your ex-girlfriend or me?" Wei Zixuan asked, pouting playfully.
"Of course you are," Chen Zheng chuckled. "I'm only going to my ex-girlfriend's wedding to see what she's planning to do to me, and maybe put her in her place on the spot."
He never would have thought a big-time CEO like Wei Zixuan had this side to her.
"Oh? And how are you planning to humiliate them?" Wei Zixuan asked, her curiosity piqued.
Chen Zheng claimed he was just an ordinary man from an ordinary family. How could he possibly embarrass the Su Family at their own wedding?
"That's a secret," Chen Zheng said with a smile. "You'll find out tomorrow night."
"In that case, you have even more reason to come with me."
Wei Zixuan transferred the beef from her bowl into Chen Zheng's. It wasn't that she disdained street-side stalls; she just felt Chen Zheng was too thin and needed to eat more meat.
"Why?" Chen Zheng asked, puzzled.
It was such a simple gesture, but it warmed his heart and solidified his desire to help her.
"Because I'm the groom's godmother," Wei Zixuan declared, dropping a bombshell.
PFFT!
Chen Zheng almost sprayed a mouthful of noodles everywhere. Staring in astonishment at the stunning woman before him, he stammered, "What did you say? You're the Su family's eldest young master's godmother? That's impossible!"
"Don't be so shocked. It'll be hilarious if you shoot noodles out of your nose."
"Su Zhenghao's mother and I are from the same generation. Since I also oversee the Su family's business, it was only natural for me to become his godmother," Wei Zixuan explained.
"Does that make me the groom's godfather?" Chen Zheng was at a loss for words.
"That's right, you're his godfather," Wei Zixuan said, amused. "You'll sit at the main table with me tomorrow."
"Incredible..."
He couldn't think of any other word to describe how he felt.
「...」
Wei Zixuan had Chen Zheng drop her off at her company, telling him to pick her up from there the next day. She used this reasonable request as an excuse to let him drive the car home.
Chen Zheng had rented the bachelor pad, stretching his budget thin, just to save face for Huang Yiyi. Quite a few of his colleagues lived in the same complex, sharing apartments.
SCREECH!
The sleek Lamborghini SVJ pulled to a stop, startling the entire neighborhood.
"Oh my god, a Lamborghini!"
"I wonder which rich kid is in that car! If I could win his favor, I could marry up and become a wealthy socialite."
"Awen, give me some encouragement, I'm going over to talk to him."
"Hey handsome, your car is so cool. Can I add you on WeChat?"
"Chen Zheng? It's you?"
The woman who had approached him was momentarily stunned. Chen Zheng hadn't expected to run into a colleague right after getting out of the car. He gave her a perfunctory smile and brushed her off.
This woman was infamous at work for being a gold digger. In her first month, before she had even received her first paycheck, she'd brazenly taken out a fifteen-thousand-yuan loan to buy an LV handbag. She would then carry the bag with her on the bus every day, fantasizing about marrying into a wealthy family. To everyone else, she was just a clown.
Soon, a photo of Chen Zheng and the Lamborghini was posted in the work group chat, sparking an immediate frenzy.
"Impossible, right? We all know Chen Zheng's financial situation. He was already stretching himself thin just to rent that studio apartment."
"Yeah, it can't be!"
"What's the big deal? He obviously rented it!"
"No, no, it's definitely not a rental. Who puts their own decorations on the center console of a rental car?"
"A-Liang's right. Besides, that's an SVJ, worth tens of millions. Even if Chen Zheng did rent it, the company would have to run a credit check and require a deposit of at least 500,000. The daily rental fee alone is more than our salaries for two months. There's no way he could afford that!"
"Well, that settles it!"
"Chen Zheng really is a hidden heir."
DING! DING! DING!
Chen Zheng's phone rang all night, but he simply ignored it. His colleagues were either demanding an explanation about his hidden life as an heir or asking what it was like to drive a Lamborghini. Some even asked to borrow the car. The messages kept flooding in. Even the department director tried to contact him.
He simply shut his phone off, showered, and went to bed, ignoring it all.
The next day, he requested annual leave, planning to return to the office only after the "hidden heir" commotion had died down.
Someone had already come to collect Huang Yiyi's clothes from the apartment. Chen Zheng was indifferent; in fact, he felt a sense of relief.
Come to think of it, he really should thank Huang Yiyi. If it weren't for her, he would never have married a top-tier beauty like Wei Zixuan. And he certainly would never have been bound to the system. But payback was still on the menu! Huang Yiyi having the nerve to invite him to her wedding was infuriating. He had to vent his anger, and tonight was his chance!
VROOM...
The Lamborghini's engine rumbled to life. He headed toward the Xingsheng Group headquarters.
"Honey, are you downstairs yet?" Wei Zixuan messaged him.
"I'm here," Chen Zheng replied. "You can come down now."
"My secretary is waiting for you at the entrance. Come on up."
"Oh? What for?"
"Hurry! I can't get the zipper on my dress. Come up and help me. P.S. I didn't get fatter! The dress is just a little tight in the chest."
"Uh..."
Chen Zheng was both exasperated and amused. He pulled into a parking space by the side of the road and walked toward the entrance.
The secretary greeted him with the utmost respect and led him upstairs. She led him to the door of the CEO's office and then discreetly withdrew.
The door opened, and the scene that greeted Chen Zheng was so stunning it made his blood race...