“Who else could have them? You’re clever enough to understand,” Yu Shi Hua smiled faintly.

Xia Xiao Lan frowned, “After Du Zhao Hui’s mother passed, Cheng Rong Group went public. Even Du Cheng Rong’s shares were diluted. It’s hard to say how much of that 20% remains.”

“You may have doubts, and I can’t say exactly how Du Cheng Rong handled these 20% shares—whether they were diluted or completely transferred to his name. I just want you to know that what Zhao Hui is fighting for was rightfully his. I happen to be one of the few people who knew the situation back then. Before Zhao Hui’s mother passed, she entrusted these 20% shares to Du Cheng Rong’s care. She didn’t leave them directly to Zhao Hui out of concern for his safety… I don’t know where those managed shares went, but I do know that Du Cheng Rong’s current actions disgust me!”

Yu Shi Hua made no effort to hide her revulsion.

Xia Xiao Lan remained skeptical, “I thought you were friends with Du Cheng Rong.”

“I have no choice but to be his friend. What I’ve told you today, I will never acknowledge outside this room. I won’t testify to help Zhao Hui recover those 20% shares. You may think I’m weak, but I must protect myself and my family. No one wants Du Cheng Rong as an enemy.”

Yu Shi Hua stood up after speaking:

“I should go. You’re Zhao Hui’s friend—help him. If you can’t win against Du Cheng Rong, stay far away. I’ve been his friend for many years and know about the 20% shares in trust. He, being directly involved, naturally knows too, but I dare not ask. The fact that he could keep quiet about it all these years—this man is terrifying. Now his paranoia is worsening, ‘terrifying’ barely describes it anymore.”

With that, Yu Shi Hua left decisively.

Her appearance seemed solely to warn Xia Xiao Lan, thereby indirectly warning Du Zhao Hui.

But why didn’t Yu Shi Hua tell Du Zhao Hui directly?

Was it difficult to face him, or were there other reasons… and was what she said even true?

Why choose this moment, neither early nor late, when the Du family was in a three-way power struggle? Du Zhao Hui, Xia Zi Yu, and Du Zhao Ji formed the three corners of a triangle, opposing yet relatively stable.

Remove any corner, and the triangle will collapse!

Xia Xiao Lan never tormented herself unnecessarily. Many things, when hidden by all parties, ultimately led to irreparable losses.

Chen Xi Liang returned drenched in sweat.

“What did Yu say to you?”

“Nothing related to Luna, other matters.”

Chen Xi Liang hesitated, “Then about Luna’s development, should we really…”

“Give up nothing! Tell Director Wang to speed up filming. We’re not sharing the market with anyone—we’re aiming to be industry leaders. We’ll discuss other matters after we’re number one.”

Yu Shi Hua might have money and garment manufacturing experience, but Xia Xiao Lan wanted to expand Luna’s advantages further before the other party could stabilize in the mainland market! Even after Yu Shi Hua shared such a significant secret, it didn’t shake Xia Xiao Lan’s judgment.

Different matters should be handled separately.

Chen Xi Liang was delighted; he’d thought that during his brief golf game, Lady Xia had been persuaded by Yu.

Ah, his mistake—how could he doubt Lady Xia’s resolve!

Chen Xi Liang eagerly invited Xia Xiao Lan to visit the filming site:

“Zhang Xiao is the female lead. I also recruited two actors from ‘Dream of the Red Chamber.’ Couldn’t get the two main actresses though—the ones who played Wang Xi Feng and Jia Bao Yu. Is that okay?”

“Dream of the Red Chamber” aired on television last month, but unfortunately, the two lead actresses had already committed to another TV series, “Family Spring and Autumn,” declining Chen Xi Liang’s invitation.

Xia Xiao Lan’s mind was elsewhere; she had no interest in visiting the filming site. She’d never been particularly interested in such things—investing in the TV drama was mainly for Luna’s publicity.

Xia Xiao Lan now wanted to meet with Du Zhao Hui.

Acting on her thoughts, she contacted A Hua directly:

“Has Du Zhao Hui been avoiding me? Did he take the wrong medicine? I need to see him. Tell him to come to Shenzhen immediately! If he doesn’t come, I’ll go build museums in the commercial district and stop caring about his affairs altogether!”

“Miss Xia, that’s not—Hello? Miss Xia?!”

Beep beep beep.

The phone line went dead.

A Hua felt helpless, glancing at Du Zhao Hui in his suit.

“Young Master, what should we do now?”

Du Zhao Hui rubbed his face vigorously, barely suppressing a look of satisfaction: “What can we do? I’m so handsome, normal women can’t stay away from me… It’s troublesome, but I should go see her.”

“…”

Could he show some dignity?

If not for the high salary, A Hua wouldn’t serve such an employer.

But meeting Miss Xia seemed good—A Hua felt the young master had been increasingly strange lately. Though his dress style was approaching that of a business elite, his behavior had changed from before.

A Hua preferred the previous young master.

Surely Miss Xia would find him quite different too.

…

Du Zhao Hui must have taken the wrong medicine.

He’d cut his hair short.

With shorter hair, he no longer needed hair gel, making him look much fresher.

He’d abandoned his floral shirts for solid deep blue ones, paired with matching suits, appearing much more mature!

His shoes weren’t glossy.

Even his cufflinks were conventional.

Honestly, if not for Du Zhao Hui’s height and build being quite different from Du Zhao Ji’s, Xia Xiao Lan would have suspected he’d stolen Du Zhao Ji’s clothes—a flashy person suddenly conforming to normalcy, was this a precious case of a prodigal’s return? Xia Xiao Lan found it extremely unsettling.

“Du Zhao Hui, is this the result of your seclusion?”

Du Zhao Hui wore a very business-like smile, “How is it? Can I fool people?”

Xia Xiao Lan nodded perfunctorily.

“Not bad, you’re about eighty percent like Du Zhao Ji now. Your imitation is quite convincing!”

Du Zhao Hui’s fake smile vanished instantly, “Why would I imitate that loser? My image consultant told me to dress like this. When I return to Hong Kong, I’ll tell him to eat sh—himself!”

With a mix of restraint and pride, he moved closer to Xia Xiao Lan:

“Xia Xiao Lan, we haven’t seen each other for a while, did you—”

Did you miss me?

Xia Xiao Lan interrupted him, “I have something to ask you. Did you know that your mother once held 20% of Cheng Rong Group’s shares, and before her death, these shares belonged to her? On her deathbed, she entrusted these shares to Chairman Du’s care… Have you heard about this?”

Du Zhao Hui’s face showed complete bewilderment.

His mother had 20% of Cheng Rong Group’s shares.

When he was just a few years old, his mother had been bedridden with illness. At that time, the current second concubine was the most prominent in the Du family, accompanying the old man to social functions as the lady of the house. Du Zhao Hui had always felt insecure because his mother was the one being bullied and betrayed.

“It seems you didn’t know either. Well, isn’t that interesting—20% of Cheng Rong Group’s shares just ‘vanished’ into thin air!”