He is Lovestruck in the Revenge-Chapter 157 - 151 Miss Wen soft-hearted allowing Xie Shang to
Chapter 157: 151: Miss Wen soft-hearted, allowing Xie Shang to have his wish (second update)
Chapter 157: 151: Miss Wen soft-hearted, allowing Xie Shang to have his wish (second update)
The media was omnipresent; the dismemberment case hit the top news.
Pamdow’s general manager’s office.
“It wasn’t you?”
Xu Zhonghan replied, “At the construction site, let him run away.”
According to the original plan, it was supposed to be taken care of at the construction site, but it wasn’t successful.
Xu Zhonghan’s appearance and build were unremarkable, with a medium stature, neither fat nor thin, not tall nor short, and with no standout features, making him easily forgettable.
Criminal investigators knew that people without distinguishing characteristics were more difficult to investigate.
Pang Shifang paced back and forth in front of his office desk, anxious yet surprisingly relieved, as if struck by a huge pie in this contradictory manner.
“Who the heck killed him?”
Murder, dismemberment—these aren’t things a normal person could do.
One thing Pang Shifang could be sure of: “Definitely not the person who’s been trying to dig up dirt on me.”
So who could it be?
Dong Wanlong, a man indulgent in food, drink, gambling and women, and sleeping with others’ wives, had offended many people; he must have been targeted for revenge by a sworn enemy.
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“Turns out he’s done me a great favor.” Pang Shifang felt like even the heavens were on his side.
He had figured out the routine of his mystery opponent: too principled, with a bottom line, preferring to use legal tactics.
Now that Dong Wanlong was dead, he had no more worries.
The projects were also going smoothly, all heading in a positive direction.
The more Pang Shifang thought about it, the more exhilarated he became, making calls to expedite operations: “Have every department speed up, our perfume must launch before Noon Ferry.”
*****
That afternoon, Pang Zijin received a call.
“Third Miss, the mass production line for Orange Beauty has started.”
“Got it.” Pang Zijin hung up the call, her hands poised above her forehead to shade the sun.
Ah, such an idiot.
His only skill was picking the right family to be born into.
Pang Shifang’s performance had always been subpar, and the family patriarch was watching him closely. With a little pressure from Fu Ying and the board of directors, the desperate man would act recklessly, even daring to steal from Noon Ferry—that combination was Xie Shang plus He Dongzhou’s trump card.
Others might not know, but Pang Zijin was aware that the formula for Orange Beauty was developed by Xie Shang, and He Dongzhou was a genius in investing, his commercial strategies having drowned many rivals.
Seeing the person, Pang Zijin waved. Ahead was a kindergarten, and she had specifically come to pick up her little niece that day.
The kindergarten teacher did not recognize Pang Zijin: “You are?”
She smiled: “I’m Pang Youran’s aunt.”
Pang Youran was Pang Shifang’s daughter, three and a half years old, having just started kindergarten on September first.
The kindergarten was a premier institution, with teachers specially trained and extremely cautious, not easily letting strangers take away the children. Hence, she asked the child, “Ranran, is she your aunt?”
Pang Youran timidly nodded and called out ‘Aunt Qingqing.’
Pang Zijin’s nickname was Qingqing.
“Come with Auntie, and I’ll take you for some yummy food.”
Pang Youran hesitantly held Pang Zijin’s hand, looking somewhat restrained, prompting the kindergarten teacher to immediately call Gan Xiaoping, the child’s mother.
Pang Zijin took Pang Youran to a burger shop in the mall and ordered a children’s meal for her. Gan Xiaoping had called about forty minutes before.
“Ranran!”
Someone hurried over.
Pang Zijin waved: “Your mom’s here.”
Gan Xiaoping came forward, grabbing the child protectively, her eyes wary: “What are you trying to do?”
Gan Xiaoping’s mother-in-law had a particular dislike for Pang Zijin, referring to her as a fox who, despite being fed water, would repay kindness with malice, a scheming creature prone to bite their owner.
“Why so nervous?” Pang Zijin’s smile was familial, “I’m Ranran’s biological aunt, could I possibly sell her off?”
The Pang family patriarch Pang Minde had two sons and one daughter. Pang Shifang’s father, Pang Yuanzong, was the eldest son. The second son, Pang Yuanfeng, had a son and a daughter but lacked business talents, although he was quite adept at squandering wealth.
As the eldest son of the eldest son, Pang Shifang managed to earn the family patriarch’s favor due to his fortunate birth, and as long as he didn’t blunder in business, the patriarch was indulgent in other matters. However, the patriarch wasn’t foolish either. Cherishing the company he had built himself, he had yet to distribute ownership and power, still observing the situation, as Pang Shifang was somewhat… dim-witted.
Pang Yuanzong had one illegitimate son and two illegitimate daughters; among the grandchildren, Pang Zijin ranked third. Her mother died early, her father didn’t care for her, and she had been sent abroad by Madam Pang as a teenager. If not for Wen Changling’s support back then, she would probably be a junkie or dead overseas by now.
Madam Pang’s animosity towards her stemmed from nothing more than the fact that Pang Zijin had performed well academically, was clever and had been praised by the patriarch a few times. Madam Pang feared she would threaten her own son and sought to remove her at the earliest opportunity.
