“Yes, it is quite uncomfortable,” Sun Xiaolan admitted honestly.
“Although I don’t want to be associated with the Sun family either, you know outsiders don’t see it that way. They still connect me to the Sun family in everything. How can I save face when people know I have a cousin who became someone’s mistress in Hong Kong? You should just quietly remain as the Du family’s Fifth Concubine and never reveal your true identity.”
“You—”
Sun Ziyu’s face showed irritation.
She wanted to refute Sun Xiaolan but became more cautious.
In Hong Kong, it didn’t matter—at Chengrong Group’s spring banquet, she could say whatever she wanted.
But in mainland China, she would never admit to being ‘Sun Ziyu’.
Although she thought Sun Xiaolan hadn’t achieved much despite her many connections, she wasn’t foolish enough to give others evidence to use against her publicly. Sun Xiaolan’s stepfather was still Shenzhen’s mayor, which Sun Ziyu was quite wary of.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Du Sheng treated me well and publicly married me with a proper ceremony. We’re not in an illicit relationship—all Hong Kong citizens know I’m Du Sheng’s woman. Sun Xiaolan, with all your opportunities, you still couldn’t get the club’s high-level VIP status. Great achievements require flexibility in minor matters. You mock me for succeeding through unsavory means, but why don’t you look in the mirror? Can you honestly say you haven’t relied on your looks, haven’t relied on your mother… Heh, at least I dare to admit it, do you?”
Sun Ziyu’s logic seemed to make some sense.
Indeed, people who abandon shame can live quite well.
Sun Xiaolan reflected honestly that her looks had provided many conveniences when she first started her business—wait, Sun Ziyu was conflating different concepts. She had used her appearance, and because of her looks, she’d attracted troublesome admirers like Zhu Fang, and thugs had deliberately cornered her in alleys! As they say, all gifts bestowed by fate come with hidden price tags.
Even without her looks, couldn’t she have made money in the 80s with her abilities?
Moreover, she’d never used her body to advance… Though she wanted to experience life’s great harmony with Zhou Cheng, her Chengzi wouldn’t agree!
Did Sun Ziyu think she had achieved her current success through beauty and her mother marrying Old Tang?
So that’s why Sun Ziyu had someone investigate her mother last time—
Sun Xiaolan pondered thoughtfully.
Du Zhaohui couldn’t hold back any more:
“All Hong Kong citizens just know how shameless you are. My father has many women, even if you want to be my stepmother, you’re the unofficial kind. At least the first three are legally protected, what do you have? If you’ve got the ability, convince the old man to legally register as husband and wife. Otherwise, you’re just a foot warmer for life… Get lost, disappear from my sight!”
When Liu Keying entered the Du family, Hong Kong’s marriage law hadn’t been amended. Liu Keying was a concubine, but a legally recognized one.
Sun Ziyu had nothing.
Du Zhaohui wanted to grab this wild fox and drown her in the sea immediately. Damn it, he’d suffered too much humiliation for just a bit of money!
Sun Ziyu’s expression turned ugly.
But thinking of something, she smiled again:
“Du Zhaohui, I won’t be angry with you. You’ve been bewitched by some woman. You finally got 5% of the shares, don’t you want more? All she can help you with is limited to connections in Shenzhen, but she has no say in who becomes the Du family heir. You can look down on me, but you should consider that everyone in the Du family despises and guards against you, wanting you dead. Only we don’t have a blood feud—why can’t we ally… Think about your original purpose in sending me to Du Sheng, wasn’t it to have someone ‘on your side’ help you?”
Sun Ziyu thought Du Zhaohui must be crazy.
Infatuated with Sun Xiaolan.
Who would Sun Xiaolan ever love?
She just used whoever was useful as a stepping stone.
Yes, in the competition between Du Zhaohui and Du Zhaoqi for the 5% shares, Sun Xiaolan helped Du Zhaohui using her Shenzhen connections.
But for the remaining shares, there would be no more competition—it all depended on who Du Chengrong would give them to in the future.
Du Zhaohui might be leading now, but that didn’t mean he would always lead.
Sun Xiaolan couldn’t help anymore.
Sun Ziyu had no intention of helping Du Zhaohui; she just couldn’t stand seeing Sun Xiaolan proud and wanted to drive a wedge between Du Zhaohui and Sun Xiaolan first.
Du Zhaohui laughed in extreme anger:
“How would you help me? With your ‘prophetic’ abilities?”
Sun Ziyu’s heart skipped a beat. How dare this bastard Du Zhaohui mention this in public! Back then, she had nothing and had to take desperate measures. If she had known she wasn’t the only one uniquely blessed by heaven in this world, she would never have been so bold!
Sun Ziyu glanced at Sun Xiaolan but saw no unusual reaction.
Of course—whoever held the secret of “rebirth” wouldn’t tell others, not even their daughter.
Liu Fen hadn’t told Sun Xiaolan!
Sun Ziyu changed the subject, “I can help you right now. Can you enter the high-level VIP rest area by yourself?”
Du Zhaohui laughed mockingly:
“No, I can’t.”
Damn shameless woman, getting a high-V invitation through pillow talk, stealing his opportunity, and then trying to use it to earn his gratitude?
No, no one could stop him today. He would make Sun Ziyu die in Shenzhen—
“Zhaohui came with me. Does the Fifth Concubine have an issue with that?”
Tang Yuanyue had appeared somehow, supporting Du Zhaohui.
This Du family’s Fifth Concubine was quite detestable.
Hong Kong media reported her pregnancy. Looking at her slender limbs, slightly protruding belly, and flat shoes, she indeed had a pregnant woman’s bearing.
Instead of staying home to properly nurture the pregnancy, why come out to cause trouble?
For a woman who had nothing and climbed up through her body, gaining status through her child was one way out—how could this Fifth Concubine not understand?
He Zhitong saw it too.
This Du family Fifth Concubine was mocking Du Zhaohui and Sun Xiaolan. While He Zhitong was happy to see this scene since Tang Yuanyue wanted to help Du Zhaohui, how could she sing a different tune?
At this moment, she should follow her husband’s lead and show magnanimity to win Tang Yuanyue’s respect.
At the same time, she maintained the air of the primary wife, letting Sun Xiaolan see her loving relationship with Tang Yuanyue.
“Zhaohui, what were you discussing with the Fifth Concubine? Fortunately, there are no paparazzi here. After all, you’re not blood-related mother and son, and you’re similar in age. I’m worried paparazzi might photograph you and write nonsense.”
Sun Ziyu kept silent.
She could come to the club because she had promised Du Chengrong not to cause trouble for the Du family.
Talking to Du Zhaohui was fine, mocking Sun Xiaolan was no problem.
But Tang Yuanyue was no longer the former Young Master Tang.
Du Chengrong approved of Du Zhaohui helping Tang Yuanyue. This Tang Yuanyue indeed had the ability, to stabilize part of the situation in such a short time. He was the Yuhua Group’s leader now. Sun Ziyu smiled:
“How dare I have any issues? I was just worried Zhaohui couldn’t enter the high-level VIP rest area, so I invited him along. With Mr. Tang here, how could it be my turn to curry favor? Mrs. He’s reminder is right—as a stepmother close in age to Zhaohui, it might cause misunderstandings in this situation. I won’t disturb you then, I’ll go in first.”