The Tycoon's Mysterious Darling Wife
Chapter 340 - 342. Pruning Peach Blossoms (12 updates)

Chapter 340: 342. Pruning Peach Blossoms (12 updates)

"Hey, I’ve never seen someone with such thick skin before. Auntie, haven’t you realized something? Fang Tong is getting married soon, and her partner is a young and promising scion of a wealthy family. Besides, she herself is the daughter of a mayor. Do you think she would still fancy someone like Ding Minghui, that scum?" Yu Xiaoxuan went on a tirade, belittling Ding Minghui.

Liu Hui’s face turned ugly. She really didn’t know that Fang Tong was actually the daughter of the mayor.

"Surprising, isn’t it? Even your friend here didn’t expect that. Auntie, keep an eye on your Ding Minghui and make sure he stops pestering Fang Tong. After all, having a fly buzz around you all day, acting like it has a right to and putting on a show of affection, is annoying," Yu Xiaoxuan said.

Liu Hui’s face darkened, and with a cold look at Ding Minghui, she stormed off.

Ding Minghui stood still, and Yu Xiaoxuan spoke up, "Ding Minghui, if you don’t leave now, your backer is going to leave."

Ding Minghui glared at Yu Xiaoxuan, who glared right back, as if to say, I’m not afraid of you, big eyes and all.

Fang Tong pulled at Yu Xiaoxuan, "Ding Minghui, just go. There is nothing left to say between us. I’ve said it before, from now on, let’s pretend we don’t know each other."

"Liu Hui!" Liu Hui called out, and the colleagues around who knew them both looked over curiously. Ding Minghui’s expression was awkward as he gave Fang Tong one last deep look and turned to follow Liu Hui.

Once Ding Minghui had left, Yu Xiaoxuan spat out, "What kind of people are they, all so full of themselves, thinking they’re so great without looking in the mirror to see what they’re really like."

Shen Qinglan handed Yu Xiaoxuan a glass of juice from a waiter, "If you know he’s scum, why bother getting angry?"

"I’m not angry; I just can’t stand their self-righteous attitudes. It’s clear they were the ones who betrayed first, but now they act as if Fang Tong is the one clinging to them," Yu Xiaoxuan said, her face full of disgust.

Fang Tong, however, was quite composed. "No need to argue with them. Who hasn’t encountered a few scumbags when they were young and naive? Instead of getting mad here, better think about what wedding gift to prepare for me."

Speaking of which, Yu Xiaoxuan suddenly started giggling, a giggle that sent shivers down Fang Tong’s spine, "What are you laughing at?"

Yu Xiaoxuan kept giggling, "Of course, I’m thinking about your birthday gift. I promise you’ll... love it."

Fang Tong had a bad feeling, "What are you giving me?"

Yu Xiaoxuan shook her head, "I already said it’s a wedding gift. You’ll get it at the wedding, and even if you ask me now, I won’t say. Otherwise, there’d be no surprise."

Shen Qinglan looked at Yu Xiaoxuan, suddenly remembering the gift Yu Xiaoxuan had once given her and immediately understanding. She glanced at Fang Tong, her eyes filled with mirth.

"Tongtong," Li Bomming walked over, greeted both Yu Xiaoxuan and Shen Qinglan, and then said, "I just ran into a few friends, and they would like to meet you. Could you come with me?"

Before Fang Tong could respond, Yu Xiaoxuan waved her hand, "Take her, take her, just take her away."

Fang Tong looked toward Shen Qinglan, "Qinglan, I’ll go over first."

Shen Qinglan nodded. Yu Xiaoxuan watched the two leave and said, "Qinglan, Fang Tong and Li Bomming together look more harmonious, don’t they?"

Shen Qinglan hummed in agreement.

"Now you’re about to be a mother, and Fang Tong is getting married. Seeing you both happy makes me so glad," Yu Xiaoxuan said softly.

Shen Qinglan looked at her, "We’re happy, and you will be too."

Yu Xiaoxuan suddenly burst into laughter. "Yeah, I’ve already discussed it with Han Yi. By the year after next at the latest, I’ll definitely marry him." She paused before continuing, "Qinglan, I want to have a home."

Shen Qinglan patted her shoulder, "Xiaoxuan..."

Yu Xiaoxuan sniffled, "Qinglan, I’m alright. I’m just saying. I’m the optimistic Yu Xiaoxuan, you know, tough as a cockroach. I’m not that fragile."

Shen Qinglan smiled slightly, "Are you spending the New Year with Han Yi?"

Yu Xiaoxuan nodded, "He said we’d spend the New Year together, and maybe we’ll even go on a trip for a few days. I have to start filming right after the New Year, and I might be away from Beijing for several months after Fang Tong’s wedding. But don’t worry, I’ll definitely come back before your baby is born. I want to see my godson."

Towards the end, Yu Xiaoxuan was smiling happily as she looked at Shen Qinglan’s belly. "I’m so going to make your fans jealous. They won’t be able to see your son, but I’ll get to hold him."

Shen Qinglan was somewhat speechless at Yu Xiaoxuan’s occasional wicked sense of humor.

**

On the other side, Shen Junyu was mingling with various business associates when Miss Chen approached. Dressed in a black evening gown that showed off her snowy white shoulders, she looked intellectual and seductive.

As a partner of Junlan Group, it wasn’t surprising that Chen Su came to the annual meeting, "Jun Yu."

Shen Junyu responded with a warm smile and clinked glasses with Chen Su. Chen Su glanced around and not seeing Wen Xiyao, she asked, "Why isn’t your fiancée here?"

Shen Junyu replied, "She went to the restroom."

Chen Su chuckled, "I heard you’re getting married in March. I didn’t expect it to happen so soon."

"I’m not getting any younger, and my family has been pushing, so we set the date a bit sooner," he explained.

Chen Su suddenly didn’t know what to say to Shen Junyu. Ever since their last encounter, he had been avoiding her. She had been to Junlan Group so many times, whether under the pretext of business or personal matters, but Shen Junyu was always unwilling to interact with her. This feeling of helplessness was very frustrating for her.

"Jun Yu," Wen Xiyao’s voice came from behind, and then she linked her arm with Shen Junyu’s, "Miss Chen is here as well, what a coincidence."

Chen Su smiled, "President Wen."

"Did Miss Chen come alone? Why not bring a male companion?" Wen Xiyao asked with feigned curiosity.

The smile on Chen Su’s face stiffened for a moment, "My assistant was busy today and couldn’t come, so I came by myself."

Wen Xiyao smirked slightly, "Miss Chen, don’t mind me being nosy, but I know quite a few talented young men. If you’re interested, I could introduce them to you."

Chen Su forced a smile, "No need, thank you for your kind offer, President Wen. I don’t have such plans at the moment, my main focus is still on my career."

"It’s our company’s good fortune to have an employee like Miss Chen. But remember, Miss Chen, our youthful years as women are limited, we should seize the day. Look at my future sister-in-law; she got married early and is now about to have a baby. She’s happy with her family and loved by her husband. Her life is very fulfilling."

"Everyone has their own pursuits, don’t they? I don’t like being confined to family life. A woman needs to be independent to stand by a man’s side for longer." She spoke with hidden meaning.

Wen Xiyao smiled gently, "Miss Chen is the career woman type, not like me. Jun Yu says he hopes I’ll focus on family after we’re married, and I think he’s right."

The smile on Chen Su’s face had faded, looking at Shen Junyu, "I’ve known you for so many years, only now do I realize you prefer the demure type. I thought someone like President Wen would be more career-oriented."

Shen Junyu’s hand rested on Wen Xiyao’s waist, "Don’t be fooled by Xi Yao’s strong exterior; she’s actually quite demure privately, and that makes a woman very suitable to be a wife."

Wen Xiyao maintained a tender smile on her face.

Chen Su’s smile twisted slightly, "That’s great, you two are really well-matched. Jun Yu, I just spotted an acquaintance. I’m going to say hello."

After Chen Su left, Shen Junyu looked at Wen Xiyao with a half-smile, "When did I ever say I wanted you to be a demure little woman at home after we got married?"

Wen Xiyao’s smile stayed soft, "Just now, right? Or do you deny it?" she said, her eyes narrowing slightly, clearly conveying a "dare to disagree and you’re in trouble" expression.

Shen Junyu smiled indulgently and pinched her nose, "I said it. Are you satisfied now?"

Wen Xiyao huffed, "Stop pinching, you’ll smudge my makeup. And that ’peach blossom’ of yours is really annoying."

"If you don’t like it, cut it off. Do you need me to pass you the scissors?"

Wen Xiyao glanced at him sideways, "No need, as long as you don’t mind."

Shen Junyu leaned down and kissed her lips, "I only need this one blossom of yours; you can handle the rest however you like. I have no objections. Let me know if you need my help."

Wen Xiyao flicked his chest lightly with annoyance, "Watch the occasion." She cautiously glanced around, relieved that no one had noticed them.

Seeing her act as if she had committed a crime, Shen Junyu chuckled, "You’re my fiancée. We’re not having an affair. What are you afraid of?"

Was this fear? Wen Xiyao glared at him and noticed her lipstick on his lips. Her cheeks flushed as she reached up to wipe it away, "See what you get for stealing a kiss? If someone saw, they’d laugh at you."

Shen Junyu laughed, took her hand, saw the lipstick on it, and gently drew her fingers into his mouth.

Wen Xiyao’s face blazed up instantly. She stared at Shen Junyu blankly, unable to snap out of it. Watching her reaction, he laughed heartily, "Mmm, tastes quite nice."

Wen Xiyao withdrew her hand quickly, not daring to look at him and hung her head like an ostrich.

Not far away, Chen Su saw this scene, bit her lip, and her eyes darkened.