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On the way back to Liyuan, Zhan Rongxuan thought about Xu Yueyao’s vulnerability tonight. His brows furrowed slightly, and he felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. He knew that many people in the imperial capital were watching him like a tiger eyeing its prey. If things continued like this, she would only suffer more harm.
Upon returning to Liyuan, Zhan Rongxuan removed his coat. Standing by the window, his posture was straight and tall, his broad shoulders and long legs adding to his already perfect and strikingly handsome appearance. His deep-set eyes held an unreadable depth. His white shirt was rolled up to his elbows, revealing well-defined yet smooth arms, exuding a mature masculinity. Leaning forward with both hands resting on the window sill, he gazed outside and said to the person beside him, “Zhan Feng, I think I shouldn’t have pulled Xu Yueyao into my life.”
Zhan Feng was momentarily stunned. It seemed that their Young Master Zhan was beginning to soften and care about Miss Xu.
“Young Master Zhan, we need Miss Xu right now. According to our initial investigations, the ultimate goal of the Nangong family in cooperating with us might be to seize the position of the Zhan family’s young madam. Other prestigious families are also not backing down. Right now, we need a woman to counter these forces. Even though Miss Xu doesn’t have any influential family background, she’s intelligent and decisive. Most importantly, she stands on your side. With her by your side for now, we won’t be as passive, and the position of the Zhan family’s young madam won’t be easily taken.”
Hearing Zhan Feng’s words, Zhan Rongxuan pinched the bridge of his nose. Of course, he understood all of this. He forced himself to be ruthless. At worst, he would protect her well in the future and ensure she wouldn’t get hurt. “Transfer one hundred million to her account tomorrow. Starting next month, give her two million per month as pocket money. Make sure she isn’t mistreated in this regard.”
“Yes, Young Master Zhan. Also, next Saturday, there’s a business banquet with the Nangong family. Miss Xu might need to attend. I’ll arrange an etiquette instructor for her tomorrow.”
Zhan Rongxuan nodded, signaling him to make the arrangements.
Xu Yueyao had no idea that a large sum of money was about to fall into her lap tomorrow. She also didn’t realize that her sudden wealth came hand in hand with lurking dangers.
At the moment, she was lying in bed, happily planning her future. She opened her phone and searched for the Shen family’s Xinglan Hotel near her school. Looking at the luxurious, gold-adorned hotel, she swiped through the images, carefully examining every picture. Every detail of the hotel exuded nobility and extravagance.
Xu Yueyao suddenly found herself falling in love with this crazy world. She also looked up the Fu Group, the company belonging to the male lead—it was definitely a promising investment.
She tossed her phone aside and stared at the ceiling. She had already made up her mind: stay quiet, make money, and if things went south, run immediately.
Thinking about the way An Zhiyi had looked at her today, Xu Yueyao felt a surge of anger. What was so great about her? If it weren’t for the author’s favoritism, she wouldn’t have had such a smooth and legendary rise in the imperial capital.
Wait a minute—Xu Yueyao suddenly sat up straight. Prestigious families always emphasized matching backgrounds. The Fu family was no exception. How did An Zhiyi get accepted by the Fu family? And how did she suddenly become wealthy overnight?
Let me think… Xu Yueyao’s eyes suddenly lit up like a child who had discovered treasure, filled with excitement.
So, she had a “golden finger” (a lucky cheat), too?
Sorry, female lead, but I might have to borrow some of your luck.
Maybe it was the excitement of good fortune, but despite the bruises and soreness on her body, Xu Yueyao woke up in a great mood the next morning. She wandered around her room aimlessly, occasionally covering her mouth to suppress a giggle.
Today, Zhan Feng was handling her hotel and stock affairs. Once he was done, she would finally have some real assets in this place.
“Miss Xu, did something good happen today? You look so happy,” Aunt Wang asked with a smile.
“Aunt Wang, didn’t I tell you already? Don’t call me Miss Xu, just call me Yueyao,” Xu Yueyao pouted playfully as she walked into the dining room.
“That won’t do, we must follow the rules,” Aunt Wang said firmly, then added with a gossiping tone, “Who knows? You might become our Young Madam in the future.”
“No, no, don’t flatter me. I know my own background—I’m not worthy of your young master,” Xu Yueyao quickly waved her hands, fully aware of the reality.
“So what? Our Madam wasn’t from a prestigious family either. She was a child sponsored by Old Master Zhan from an orphanage,” Aunt Wang whispered to her.
“Really?” Xu Yueyao was surprised.
“Yes, the Master and Madam were very loving. Unfortunately, when the Young Master was five years old, they had a car accident and passed away.” Aunt Wang’s tone became somber. Back then, she had just started working at the Zhan family. The Madam had been gentle and kind, and Aunt Wang had thought she was lucky to have such a good employer. But not long after, tragedy struck.
Xu Yueyao had read a little about this in the novel. She knew that the accident wasn’t an accident—it was man-made. But she also knew that Zhan Rongxuan would uncover the truth himself.
Thinking about his life, Xu Yueyao felt a pang of sympathy. Apart from Old Master Zhan, no one in the Zhan family liked him. Some even wanted him dead.
Sighing lightly in her heart, she thought: Fine, since he treats me well, I’ll be nicer to him from now on.
While Xu Yueyao was pacing around the house, making Aunt Wang dizzy, Zhan Feng finally arrived, bringing along a refined and elegant woman.
Inside the study, Xu Yueyao stared in disbelief at the documents before her. “Is this money really from Young Master Zhan?”
“Yes,” Zhan Feng confirmed. “As for the hotel and shares in the Fu Group, we’ve arranged for professionals to manage them. The profits will be deposited into your account regularly.”
“This was also arranged by Young Master Zhan?” she asked.
Zhan Feng hesitated for a moment before saying, “Young Master Zhan entrusted me with the task, and I arranged it this way. If Miss Xu is satisfied, we can proceed, or you can choose to manage them yourself.”
Xu Yueyao quickly waved her hands. “No need, just follow your plan.”
She looked at Zhan Feng with admiration. She wished she had an assistant like him—someone who handled everything so perfectly.
“Brother Feng, do you have any siblings?” she asked sincerely.
Zhan Feng was taken aback and shook his head. “No.”
Xu Yueyao felt a bit disappointed. She suddenly wished she had someone like Zhan Feng by her side—then she could truly live worry-free.
Zhan Feng observed her shifting emotions. Just moments ago, she was excited, and now she seemed lost in thought.
“Miss Xu, there’s a banquet next Saturday, and you may need to attend as Young Master Zhan’s date.”
“Huh? Oh, sure, no problem!” Xu Yueyao felt a bit nervous but was excited to finally have something to do. She wanted to make a good impression—after all, Zhan Rongxuan was being so generous, so she had to prove her value.
“No need to worry. The lady outside is an etiquette teacher who will train you,” Zhan Feng added.
“Got it! I’ll study hard and make sure I don’t embarrass Young Master Zhan!” she promised enthusiastically.
Zhan Feng considered telling her that she didn’t need to excel—just avoid making mistakes. But he didn’t want to put unnecessary pressure on her, so he said nothing.