What did Tang Hong’en want with Shao Guangrong?

Xia Xiaolan thought it couldn’t possibly be to praise him.

“Uncle, may I meet him by myself?”

Yuli asked, and Tang Hong’en was naturally pleased.

After Yuli left, Xia Xiaolan consoled him, “Uncle Tang, Little Yu has her judgment.”

Little Yu did seem to have good judgment, which Tang Hong’en was most satisfied with. However, some girls who usually appeared clever would become confused when it came to matters of the heart. This had nothing to do with education level or family background. Although Tang Hong’en didn’t know the term “love-struck,” the most typical example he knew was Zhou Cheng’s elder sister!

Think about Zhou Yi – after dating someone, she eloped, got pregnant before marriage, then married and had a daughter, and finally escaped from that terrible man, but not without being scarred.

Although Zhou Wenban wasn’t the most promising official, barring accidents, he would have advanced another step or two before retirement.

With his daughter’s actions, Zhou Wenban would probably remain at his current rank until retirement…

Whether it was worth it wasn’t for outsiders to judge, after all, Zhou Wenban himself was willing to make such sacrifices just to help his daughter mature. Tang Hong’en didn’t think Little Yu choosing Shao Guangrong would end up like Zhou Yi, but the Shao family was indeed very-

For young women, working hard in their careers was striving for a better future.

Why suffer in love and marriage?

Pure torment, with no visible value in enduring such pain!

Tang Hong’en’s disapproval of Shao Guangrong wasn’t like Zhou Cheng’s nitpicking. Shao Guangrong didn’t need Tang Hong’en to deliberately find faults – he was covered in them.

Moreover, the Shao family… Tang Hong’en truly disliked them.

Not just Shao Guangrong’s mother, but also his uncle Shao Limin – their ways of doing things were completely different.

“Xiaolan, inquire about Hong Kong quickly. When your aunt goes there for treatment, she’ll need someone to care for her.”

Old Tang’s move was swift and precise.

No wonder Old Tang was younger than Zhou Wenban but held a higher position.

Zhou Wenban and Jiang Hong had been indecisive, initially wanting Zhou Yi to learn from her hardships, but when she actually suffered, they softened their stance. They dragged things out until after Zhou Yi had given birth before sending her abroad.

Although Zhou Yi had now escaped from Yuan Han, she paid an enormous price!

Look at Old Tang, how decisive! He didn’t need to explicitly oppose Little Yu’s relationship with Shao Guangrong. By sending Tang Youru to Hong Kong for treatment, Little Yu would have to follow. One in the mainland, one in Hong Kong, and Shao Guangrong being a civil servant who couldn’t easily visit Hong Kong… everything was implied without a word!

Xia Xiaolan didn’t point this out, “I’ll contact Du Zhaohui right away to ask.”

From returning to the mainland from Hong Kong to marry, then the shameless honeymoon with Zhou Cheng, followed by searching for Aunt Tang until now, Xia Xiaolan hadn’t contacted Du Zhaohui for three months.

Du Zhaohui answered the phone, seemingly holding his breath:

“Xia Xiaolan, you’re not inviting me to another wedding, are you?”

Please don’t let it be that! Although his recovery abilities were extremely strong, dubbed Du-Hong Kong’s Most Handsome·Supreme Master-Hui, if Xia Xiaolan stabbed him twice in the same spot on his chest, he’d probably still die.

“What wedding?”

“Not pregnant? That’s good—”

On the other end of the phone, Du Zhaohui’s voice noticeably relaxed.

Xia Xiaolan was completely bewildered.

How could she get pregnant so quickly?

Even if she were to get pregnant, she would notify the child’s father Zhou Cheng – why would she call that dog Du?

Du Zhaohui’s mind sometimes was a black hole Xia Xiaolan couldn’t understand.

“Stop talking nonsense, I need your help with something.”

Du Zhaohui perked up, “Need to borrow money?”

Xia Xiaolan didn’t need to borrow money.

Qihang Capital hadn’t even spent all their stock market earnings, not to mention their plans in Hainan were about to bear fruit. She would just be collecting money going forward; cash flow wouldn’t be a problem.

“Not borrowing money, I need to find a doctor. I have a patient here who has been in a vegetative state for over a year…”

Du Zhaohui also put aside his joking manner.

Although Xia Xiaolan hadn’t contacted him, he knew she seemed to be held up by something in Yunnan.

Now that Xia Xiaolan was asking for his help, it was exactly what Du Zhaohui wanted.

If Xia Xiaolan was sending someone to Hong Kong for treatment, would she come to Hong Kong too?

Even if she didn’t, he could always visit the mainland.

Having just helped Xia Xiaolan, given her personality, she couldn’t possibly drive him away.

Finding a doctor was just finding a doctor, worst case he’d ask the old man. Speaking of which, he had been guarding against the old man taking back control of the company after recovering in the hospital, but four months had passed, and the old man remained semi-retired, not inquiring about company matters, seemingly uninterested in women, becoming more self-cultivated.

He also learned about Xia Ziyu’s fate.

The old man was truly ruthless, actually throwing Xia Ziyu into the Kowloon Walled City.

Having been Du’s family’s Fifth Mistress, falling to become a low-class prostitute was already a huge drop, but every man who visited Xia Ziyu was like adding another green hat to the old man’s head, wasn’t it?

He was a ruthless one.

Du Zhaohui couldn’t do such a thing – if it were him, he would have tied her to a rock and thrown her into the sea.

At least if it were his woman, even if he didn’t want her anymore, he wouldn’t make her a prostitute. In this aspect, Du Zhaohui felt his “breadth of mind” wasn’t as wide as his father’s.

While admiring this, he also didn’t expose those explicit photos of Xia Ziyu he had.

The Du family’s previous shame was the old man’s shame.

Now any shame would be Du Zhaohui’s own since Du Chengrong didn’t appear in public. For any Du family scandal, reporters would chase Du Zhaohui for interviews!

Before hanging up, Du Zhaohui remembered another important matter:

“By the way, Wretch Ji was sentenced to death. Second Mistress ran around frantically and only managed to get him a two-year reprieve.”

The smuggling involved huge amounts, so the sentence was naturally heavy.

Du Zhongji’s misfortune lay in the fact that after Liu Tianquan managed the Du family’s smuggling business for a while, it had evolved from simply smuggling goods to involving drugs. China’s sentencing for drug-related crimes was extremely severe. Even Du Chengrong wouldn’t touch such business, yet Liu Tianquan dared to do it — Liu Tianquan paid with his life; what use was earning more money when he had no life to spend it!

After Du Zhongji took over, who knows what he was thinking, he didn’t cut off this business.

The delayed execution might be the result of Second Mistress’s efforts.

Du Zhongji wasn’t a good person, but he shouldn’t have been this bad. He was indeed driven to a desperate path step by step by Du Chengrong’s eagle-wearing tactics.

“With a two-year reprieve, Du Zhongji should be able to save his life.”

Du Chengrong’s methods were disgusting, but the path was chosen by Du Zhongji himself. Everyone encounters countless crossroads in life – some wrong choices can be corrected, but some crossroads are too important. Once you take the wrong path, heaven might not give you a chance to correct it.

Du Zhaohui was also thinking about this question.

— If he hadn’t met Xia Xiaolan, would he have ended up in misfortune like Wretch Ji as he walked along his path?