Recognized by My Ex After Being Reborn
Chapter 404: See you on Monday, week 404

Chapter 404: See you on Monday, week 404

Without having to sell the old residence and still getting a million, the interest for fifteen days was almost negligible. Yan Ziqing couldn’t believe her luck, and she immediately signed the contract with the lending company.

This was an established lending company located in the city center, with a good reputation built over the years, making Yan Ziqing sign the mortgage contract almost without any hesitation.

With the million in circulating funds, Yan Ziqing temporarily breathed a sigh of relief. After getting the money, she asked Han Hao, "You knew such a friend; why didn’t you tell me sooner?"

"I also had to persuade the other party for a long time before they agreed to such an interest rate. There was no point in telling you before they agreed," Han Hao replied.

"Consider this a merit on your part."

It was clear that Yan Ziqing was genuinely pleased.

Because with this money, she could plan with Yan Father to demand an exorbitant alimony from Yan Shixiu.

"I’ll go to the reporters now and expose the fact that Yan Shixiu is just some nobody’s adopted son raised by the Yan Family, not knowing from where this bastard emerged and is now occupying the Yan Family’s property, heh."

After hearing what Yan Ziqing said, Han Hao felt a chill run through his spine.

Does Yan Ziqing truly believe that their Yan Family is some kind of distinguished, powerful household?

One must know that Yan Shixiu’s birth mother was from the Lian Family, a genuine prestigious clan with a long history in politics.

Where did this bastard come from?

"Why aren’t you saying anything?" Yan Ziqing frowned and pressed him when she saw Han Hao silent, "Go contact the media. Let’s see if that bastard still has the face to show himself once this is out."

"I understand," Han Hao said.

But as soon as he turned around, Han Hao forwarded the news to Huo Zhao.

Huo Zhao replied: "Let her expose it."

Yan Ziqing had no idea that each step she was taking was treading dangerously close to a death line.

...

At this moment, Huo Zhao was beside the Shuangshi couple, with Yan Shixiu attending to official business, Shi Lan assisting him, and Huo Zhao, harboring a belly full of questions, quietly asked Shi Lan, "Why... let such a thing be made public?"

"Which thing?" Shi Lan looked up and asked him.

"I misspoke," Huo Zhao quickly corrected.

Shi Lan was satisfied with his response before explaining, "We’ve done nothing wrong, so why not disclose it? Clarifying what happened twenty-eight years ago is our way of accounting to the deceased. It’s better to handle the matter completely at once to prevent future problems. Hiding and seeking only complicates things. I want the whole world to know his innocence."

When she heard the words "his innocence," Yan Shixiu looked up at Shi Lan and smiled faintly before turning his attention back to the screen.

It had been nearly four years.

She still understood his integrity.

"Besides, whether netizens will side with her once Yan Ziqing blows it up remains to be seen."

"I was being narrow-minded," Huo Zhao admitted.

At that moment, Shi Lan heard a notification from Huo Zhao’s phone.

Huo Zhao didn’t move.

Shi Lan laughed and said, "Check your phone, there are no strangers here."

Huo Zhao took out his phone, then saw the message from the little rascal An Yang: "Wooden head, wooden head, quick, look at the street dance I just learned. Am I cool or what?"

Huo Zhao muted the sound and played the video, seeing An Yang’s twisting body on the screen. The nineteen-year-old boy performed a variety of difficult moves, with an incredibly flexible waist.

But to Huo Zhao, a man’s body should be solid.

Huo Zhao: "Effeminate."

Shi Lan took the opportunity to observe Huo Zhao, sensing that the expressionless Ice Cube face of Mr. Huo Zhao, seemed somehow, to have a trace of humanity in it.

"Is there a situation?"

Huo Zhao looked at Shi Lan, put away his phone, and answered, "Your brother."

Shi Lan: "...You’re still in contact with that little bastard?"

Your own sister doesn’t even keep in touch, okay?

Huo Zhao originally didn’t want to meddle, but after thinking it over, he still said, "In order to sign you to Peak, he’s striving to rank first in the comprehensive ranking of the training race."

"Fine, I’ll wait to bask in his glory," Shi Lan said.

...

Yan Ziqing had Han Hao contact the media, and Han Hao, living up to expectations, went to Xinli Weekly. As the largest entertainment magazine in the country, the reporter showed great interest upon hearing the gossip about Yan Shixiu and immediately set up a meeting with Han Hao. By evening, they arrived at the Yan Family’s doorstep.

The Yan father watched Yan Ziqing being interviewed by the reporter and inwardly, he wasn’t as calm as he had imagined.

He’d been relying on wishful thinking to support himself, continuously hypnotizing himself that the matter from twenty-eight years ago was already an old case, and besides, hardly anyone knew the truth. The Yan father calmed down a bit and forcefully covered up the panic in his heart.

The reporter from Xinli Weekly talked with Yan Ziqing for almost an hour, obtaining exclusive firsthand information.

Who would have thought? The new noble of Yancheng, Asia’s rising diamond king, was actually an adopted son with an unclear identity. He was also suspected of encroaching on the Yan Family’s wealth, and this news would be a big deal once it got out.

Han Hao sat next to Yan Ziqing for the entire process, inwardly sneering as he listened to her referring to someone as a "bastard" over and over. Especially after observing the guilty Yan father, he thought to himself that he had indeed witnessed what a true villain looked like today.

Han Hao couldn’t deny that he had once been naive as well.

He thought that by joining hands with Yan Ziqing, they could make a name for themselves.

Looking back now, he found himself ridiculous.

The reporter from Xinli Weekly displayed an exaggerated expression of shock throughout the interview, very adept at catering to Yan Ziqing to fish for the topics he wanted.

By the end of the interview, the two had almost reached a consensus.

Such explosive news would definitely be published first in the weekly, but to do justice to Yan Shixiu’s status, the reporter also planned to go back and do some serious planning.

"We’ll see each other on Monday."

Which was the day after tomorrow.

Yan Ziqing was very satisfied with the reporter’s cooperation, nodding, "I’ll await your explosive news."

The people at Xinli Weekly were ecstatic, having dug up such significant material.

Early over the weekend, they released a super teaser and a silhouette.

"Super shocking scoop, see you on Monday."

Beneath the official Weibo of the weekly, there were fans of various celebrities, who were worried that their idols had been caught, so they immediately went to compare the silhouette, but none matched.

@DAO: "Although this magazine always explodes with big scoops, isn’t it just too nasty?"

@No Exclamation Mark: "No idea which idol is so unlucky to have caught this magazine’s attention."

@Farmer Spring Water is a bit tired: "What to do? I want to see the scoop but also want to boycott this magazine, feeling conflicted."

@S-T: "It seems, it’s not an industry insider, hasn’t this magazine also focused on the gossip of the wealthy for thirty years?"

...

At night, Miss Shi was lying by the swimming pool, scrolling through Weibo messages. But her phone was taken away by a right hand reaching out from behind.

"Eh?" Shi Lan turned around and bumped into a wall of flesh, looking up, "Uncle Yan, when did you get in the water? How come I didn’t hear any sound?"

"You were too engrossed," Yan Shixiu turned off her Weibo, "Didn’t you say you didn’t care?"