Spoiled By the Young Master After Reborn In the 80s
Chapter 690: Six hundred eighty-eight, flustered

Chapter 690: Six hundred eighty-eight, flustered

Gao Meiyun furrowed her brow in confusion, "Bring it in!" Who on earth would write a letter to her?

The door was gently pushed open, and Aunt Li entered, handing over the letter to Gao Meiyun, "Madam, this has just been delivered. The sender insisted that it must be given to you personally."

Gao Meiyun took the letter and waved Auntie Li away, "Go out."

"Yes!" Aunt Li responded, went out, and closed the door.

Gao Meiyun tore open the envelope, about to read, when the telephone on the bedside table rang. She reached for the phone, "Hello!"

"It’s Zhou Bowen. Meiyun, I have something to tell you. I received a letter this afternoon," Zhou Bowen said upon recognizing Gao Meiyun’s voice. After much consideration, he decided to inform Gao Meiyun and consult with her on potential solutions.

"Wait! You received a letter too?" Gao Meiyun glanced at the envelope in her hand, her heart beginning to panic. Could it be that her affair with Zhou Bowen had been discovered?

"It seems you’ve also received one," Zhou Bowen sighed. He should have realized that the sender wouldn’t have sent it to just him alone.

"I just got it and haven’t read it yet." Gao Meiyun turned the envelope upside down and dumped out the contents. As soon as she saw what it was, her face turned ashen, and she hastily threw down the phone.

"Damn it! This is too despicable!" Gao Meiyun looked angrily and fearfully at the stack of photos and a lab report. This report was from when she had an abortion; she had chosen a small hospital to avoid detection. The photos captured not only her secret meeting with Zhou Bowen in the woods but also her visit to the hospital with crystal clarity.

If Cheng Yiqun discovered these items, she’d truly have no defense. What worried her most now was whether the sender might forward the information to Cheng Yiqun.

With this thought, she hurriedly stuffed everything back into the envelope, then wedged the envelope into a crevice of the bed. Seeing the phone she’d thrown aside, she quickly picked it up again, "Are you still there?"

"I am," Zhou Bowen answered.

"Do you know who sent it?" Gao Meiyun asked.

"It must be your daughter-in-law. Not long after I received the letter, I got a call. He demanded that I ensure Li Zhenzhen gets the best deal when she divorces your son," Zhou Bowen explained.

"Impossible, she doesn’t have the guts," Gao Meiyun immediately rejected Zhou Bowen’s speculation. The Li family wouldn’t have such meticulous thoughts either. Although she had not interacted with Li Zhijun much, she knew clearly what kind of person he was—otherwise, she wouldn’t be so confident in her own plans.

"What should we do next?" Zhou Bowen asked. This matter didn’t pose much of a loss to him, but if he followed the sender’s directives without consulting Gao Meiyun, it would be hard to explain to her side. After all, his current status was inextricable from Gao Meiyun.

Hearing footsteps outside, Gao Meiyun spoke to Zhou Bowen, "I need to think about it. I’ll get back to you tomorrow." With that, she quickly hung up the phone.

No sooner had she put down the phone than the door was pushed open, and Cheng Yiqun walked in.

"I heard you weren’t feeling well today." Cheng Yiqun looked at Gao Meiyun with concern, noticing her pale complexion.

Seeing that Cheng Yiqun looked normal, Gao Meiyun secretly relaxed, "It’s that time of the month, feeling weak all over. Why did you come back so early today?"

"There wasn’t much going on at the company, so I came back. Do you want me to make you some brown sugar water?" Cheng Yiqun asked. Because of his health issues, he felt guilty for not being able to give her much.

"No need, I’ve already asked Aunt Li to cook red date and lotus seed soup. I’ll have her bring it up in a moment. I’m a bit faint; I need to sleep for a while," Gao Meiyun lay down, her heart filled with unease, unsure of the next move of the person who had sent the letter.

Cheng Yiqun smiled, withdrew his gaze, walked to the wardrobe, opened it, took out pajamas, and headed to the bathroom. It was his routine to take a bath each day when he got home.

As soon as the bathroom door closed, Gao Meiyun opened her eyes, glanced towards the bathroom, and sighed. This time, she truly didn’t know what to do.

The sound of rushing water came quickly from the bathroom; Gao Meiyun was about to close her eyes again when the phone rang once more.

She hesitated slightly, then picked up the phone, "Hello!"

"You’re Gao Meiyun, aren’t you?" A voice with a chilling tone reached her from the other end of the line.

Gao Meiyun’s heart skipped a beat, "Who are you?" Could it be the person who had sent the letter?

"Who I am is none of your concern. I’m calling to tell you, when Li Zhenzhen divorces your son, no matter what her demands are, you must satisfy them. Otherwise, not only will you be ruined, the Cheng family’s reputation will suffer as well."

"Did Li Zhenzhen plan all of this?" A chill rose in Gao Meiyun’s heart. She had spent so much time in the same house as Li Zhenzhen without realizing how cunning she was.

"You shouldn’t be asking that. Alright, your husband will be out of the bath soon; I won’t keep you." With that, the caller hung up.

Gao Meiyun suddenly felt goosebumps all over her body and broke out in cold sweat. Who was the person on the other end? How could they know so much about what was happening inside her room?

Looking towards the window, she saw the curtains were tightly drawn. It was impossible to see inside from the outside. So how did they know?

Could they be hiding in her room? She looked around fearfully. No! That shouldn’t be possible. Aside from the wardrobe, there was only under the bed to hide in, and since the caller was on the phone, it was impossible for them to be in the room.

"Click!" The bathroom door opened, and Cheng Yiqun, now in his pajamas, came out.

Gao Meiyun was startled, but relaxed upon seeing it was Cheng Yiqun. With the caller so aware of her every move, what was she supposed to do? If she agreed, she didn’t know what excessive demands Li Zhenzhen might make; if she refused, she truly couldn’t bear the consequences.

"What’s the matter?" Cheng Yiqun hurried over upon noticing Gao Meiyun’s panicked expression.

"I just had a nightmare," Gao Meiyun said. The call she had received felt indeed like a nightmare to her.

Cheng Yiqun paused, surprised, but didn’t ask any further questions. Perhaps she was truly exhausted to have fallen asleep so quickly and to have dreamt so soon.