Contract Marriage: Billionaire and His Deaf Wife
Chapter 427 Nuannuan Let’s Elope (8)

Chapter 427: Chapter 427 Nuannuan Let’s Elope (8)

"Miss," Li Sitong suddenly had a thought flashing through his mind, "I’m not sure if the news I heard was correct, but I heard that the chairman had been in contact with Yaobang’s people."

"You heard right. I can tell you, Yaobang’s backers are the Yang Family, and it’s no secret in the company that Miss Yang has her sights set on my brother. My father had made several strategic moves here. The project you mentioned might just be the largest one in Changda Company. Unfortunately, it’s not feasible. If my brother truly had the ambition and initiative, he would ultimately take on this project. Therefore, my father went to make contact with Yaobang first."

Realizing this, Li Sitong exclaimed, "Miss, are you saying this project is related to Yaobang and the Yang Family?"

"I’m afraid so," Xiao Shumei said with a barely perceptible upturn of her lips, "he wants his wife to be accepted by the public, not as the bane of his existence but to rebuild his image. Therefore, he must make good use of this project. My father set this trap for him to fall into. Of course, he could choose not to pursue this project."

"Huh?"

"But the premise is set, he can only look for profitable opportunities within the failing projects at Changda. If he doesn’t take this project, and we do, what do you think the outcome will be? My father is a cold, ruthless man, willing to hand over the succession rather than let the most important piece in his hand go. Otherwise, he would rather destroy it himself."

Hearing this, Li Sitong’s heart almost leaped out of his chest.

Of course, he understood everything. As long as Xiao Yebai hesitated even slightly, it would undoubtedly become an opportunity for these competitors.

Xiao Shumei was planning to fight passivity with stillness.

When it comes to who understands Xiao Jianming best, it seemed it was still the eldest of the Xiao Family.

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In the height of summer, driving to the seaside for a breeze was the most indulgent, the best leisurely time. However, how many ordinary people had the luxury of such leisure, busy as they were just making a living.

This was something only the wealthy could afford.

Gu Nuan sat in the blue BMW, watching the car race along the coastal road. They had set off last evening, stayed overnight at a motel halfway, and raced to the beach this morning to see the sunrise.

The sunrise was missed; the seaside sunrise at four or five o’clock was too early, possible only if they drove through the night. But the cautious Gu Nuan did not approve of night driving. Considering his wife’s safety first, Big White Dog had no choice but to comply. They left after having breakfast at seven or eight o’clock.

Actually, during breakfast, Gu Nuan had already sensed something was amiss.

The money for two bowls of soy milk and several buns, she paid.

Then, just as they reached the coastal line, the car ran out of fuel. They had to temporarily pull over at a nearby gas station where parking was available.

Big White Dog stopped the car, turned to her, and said, "Nuannuan, I’m out of money."

He said this in a tone identical to her father’s.

Gu Nuan remembered that as a child, her father would take her and her brother to the temple fair. Then, whatever she and her brother wanted, father would buy. Enjoying and eating along the way, by the end, their father would show them both empty pockets of his jacket and pants, saying, "Out of money, we can’t afford the bus, let’s walk home."

That instantly broke their hearts.

The temple fair was far from their home back then; walking back would take half a day or more. Moreover, it was winter, and by the time the fair ended, it was night, and they had no money to eat out. Starving and exhausted, the three of them trudged home along the road, shivering in the cold breeze that swept Gu Sheng and her.