After the poor daughter was exposed: bigwigs from all walks of life went crazy

Zhuang Lan and Fang Ye, who were standing next to the truck loading goods, looked up when they heard the sound, and saw three brightly dressed girls getting out of a convertible sports car and walking into the hot pot restaurant next to them.

Their tobacco shop was a street away from the hot pot restaurant, so we could only roughly judge that she was a girl by her figure, and couldn't see her appearance at all.

"How is it possible that that damn girl can afford to drive a car like that?"

"Jingjing, I think you must have seen it wrong. It's windy outside, so go back to the store and sit down."

Zhuang Lan withdrew her gaze without caring and continued to move boxes of cigarettes and alcohol onto the truck with swift hands and feet.

Ever since Fang Xin broke up with them a few months ago and took Fang Yuanyuan away, the two sides have completely cut off contact.

Zhuang Lan and Fang Ye often cursed their ungrateful daughter behind her back. After Fang Xin ran away, they were forced to return the 200,000 yuan betrothal gift they had received from the mayor's family.

It would have been great if she had just married him obediently. Then, their son Fang Xuan could have used the 200,000 yuan to open a tobacco and alcohol shop of his own, and he wouldn't have to look at the Chai family's face every day and endure the humiliation!

Now that the business of the Chai family tobacco and alcohol shop is getting bigger and bigger, they are short of staff, so Chai Jing took the initiative to propose to return to Zhengzhou to take care of her pregnancy and asked the Fang couple to help.

Although I get paid, I do dirty and tiring work every day and am always criticized by the Chai family. It is incomparable to the comfortable life in the village.

To put it nicely, you are here to help, but to put it bluntly, you are just living under someone else's roof.

Zhuang Lan took a calm look at her daughter-in-law Chai Jing's big belly, which was about to give birth, and couldn't help sighing in her heart.

If only this was her biological grandson, she would have some hope in her life.

Chai Jing narrowed her eyes and looked at the sports car with fiery gaze. She looked for a long time before she looked away.

She probably saw it wrong. Come to think of it, Fang Xin is a student who just graduated from college and has a burden, Fang Yuanyuan. It’s good enough for her to survive in the society. How could she afford such a car?

Thinking of this, she instantly felt balanced. She supported her lower back with one hand and walked slowly back to the tobacco shop.

Fang Xuan was standing in the store counting the orders. He was tall, handsome and had a face very similar to Fang Xin's.

"Wife, I'm going to Royal No. 1 to deliver some goods. I'll come back in the evening and take you to the hospital to complete the admission procedures."

After he helped Chai Jing to sit on the chair, he turned around and picked up the truck keys on the counter.

"Okay, go slowly on the road."

Chai Jing nodded indifferently and watched his back as he left.

A big part of the reason why she chose Fang Xuan as the savior was because he was good-looking and his family was poor.

As long as she hinted at something and offered some benefits, he would rush to become the nominal father of the twins.

Chai Jing gently stroked her bulging belly through her clothes.

Conceiving and giving birth to these two children was the best decision she had ever made in her life, because their biological father was the crown prince of Zheng City's entertainment industry, Huang Kai!

It is also because of this relationship that the Chai family's tobacco and alcohol shop has the opportunity and channels to supply Royal No. 1.

When the twins are born and grow up, she can bring them to the Huang family.

No matter whether the other party thinks highly of them or not, with the financial resources and influence of the Huang family, they will never treat these two children unfairly in the future no matter what.

How can this be considered a profit?

Fang Xuan walked out of the store and saw the Porsche convertible 911 not far away.

Because he often delivers goods to Royal One, he has seen many good cars there, but this top-of-the-line version of the 911 is rare.

Fang Xuan couldn't stop the envy in his eyes, and couldn't help but wonder what kind of person could afford such a car.

"Son, I think we should forget about hiring a confinement nanny. Why should I spend that money when I can help take care of the baby?"

Mother Zhuang Lan's words interrupted Fang Xuan's endless reverie about the sports car and brought him back to reality.

"It will be hard to take care of the two children, and Jingjing's parents won't have time to take care of them. It will be just right for you and the confinement nanny to take care of them together."

Fang Xuan didn't want to spend this money, but he had no choice but to treat her because Chai Jing kept insisting.

"Oh, it's all that damn bitch Fang Xin's fault! If she hadn't run away, we wouldn't have to suffer everywhere!"

When Chai Jing thought of this, she stomped her feet in anger.

"Hmph, I think she'll be begging to come back in a few days. She's penniless and still dragging that bitch Fang Yuanyuan around, it's even a question of whether she can even have food to eat!"

Fang Ye threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped on it twice.

Fang Xuan agreed with what his parents said. He was the son and had been favored by everyone since he was young. He naturally thought that the sister should be his stepping stone!

The stepping stones should be obedient and pave the way for him, including Fang Yuanyuan, who is good-looking. If she had not been taken away, she might have helped him get a lot of benefits by being sent to Royal No. 1.

"Okay, no more talking. I have to go to Royal One to make some deliveries."

Fang Xuan waved his hands irritably and started the truck full of cigarettes and alcohol.

The person who usually deals with him in the order is Huang Zheng, the lobby general manager of Royal No. 1. Therefore, Fang Xuan often brags that he can talk to this big shot.

As a result, the person in charge was changed for some reason these two times. Fang Xuan thought that he had offended Huang Zheng in some way, so he quickly took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to the staff who was coordinating the cargo list with him.

"Is Mr. Huang too busy? I haven't seen him these two times."

"Hey, your news is too outdated! Our Manager Huang has hooked up with a big shot recently and has been promoted by the chairman. He is no longer in charge of the lobby's affairs."

The staff member readily took the cigarette and spoke in a rather gossipy tone.

"Big shot?!"

Fang Xuan was stunned, thinking that it should be a leader in the city.

"I heard that he is from the top circle in Beijing. I can't say more."

The staff member smiled mysteriously and signed the manifest.

"The goods are mixed together, don't make a mistake."

Fang Xuan nodded immediately upon seeing this, "Don't worry, I'm committed to supplying you with goods."

Before he started this business, he had no idea that the water was so deep.

Who would have thought that such a large entertainment venue as Royal No. 1 would sell a mixture of real and fake expensive cigarettes and alcohol to customers!

Every time he talked about this, Fang Xuan felt that those who came here to spend money were all suckers. But he couldn't help but envy them. If he could come here to spend money one day, his life would be worthwhile.

Just as he was about to drive away after unloading the goods, a bright yellow McLaren sports car suddenly drove into the parking lot and met him head-on.

A young man in luxurious clothes walked out, surrounded by three or four young girls, and walked into the magnificently decorated gate of Royal No. 1.

Fang Xuan was stunned. This person should be the famous prince of the entertainment industry in Zheng City, Huang Kai.

He couldn't help but roll his Adam's apple, putting himself into Huang Kai's perspective, and fantasized for a long time.

Until a rapid phone call brought Fang Xuan back to reality.

"Son, Jingjing's water suddenly broke! Where are you? What should we do now?"