Chapter 463: The Heir of a Wealthy Family Being Plotted Against⑨
Chapter 463: The Heir of a Wealthy Family Being Plotted Against⑨
Behind the Xue family's house is a low hill. It is summer now, and the grass and trees are lush and green. Birds are chirping in the woods, making the place look full of vitality.
Xiao Zhang, who was taking pictures of the scenery outside Xue's house, vaguely heard noises coming from inside. He was afraid of being seen and causing misunderstandings. He couldn't explain himself even if he was right, so he decided to climb the short mountain. Perhaps the scenery would be better up there.
He had only taken a few steps when he was pleasantly surprised to find a tree full of red fruits. A pretty little bird was pecking at the fruits. The scene was full of beauty.
He quickly raised his camera, wanting to record this harmonious and interesting scene in nature. But for fear of disturbing the birds, he carefully hid his body in the bushes.
However, just as he zoomed into the camera and before he could fully display his talent, the back door of the Xue family behind him was suddenly opened. The bird was frightened and flew away quickly.
Xiao Zhang missed the opportunity to take pictures and felt very depressed. Just as he was about to leave, he looked back inadvertently and noticed that two people walked out of the back door behaving in a sneaky manner.
His curiosity aroused, he subconsciously hid back in the bushes and pointed his camera at them.
He was originally a member of the paparazzi and was often threatened. Initially, he didn't care and just did his job, but later, when he had a wife and children, he couldn't help but have concerns, so he switched to photography.
With more than ten years of experience and a keen sense of professionalism, he immediately realized that there might be some unspeakable secrets between the two people who suddenly appeared. Was it a private affair? Or was there some other shameful activity?
Various speculations kept emerging in Xiao Zhang's mind, and he became more and more excited. He zoomed in the camera and gave a close-up of the two people's faces.
Xue Congliang originally wanted to take Old Lady Xu to the room to discuss, but he felt it was inappropriate, as they were alone together and he was afraid that Xu Hui outside would find out and make trouble for him, so he opened the back door and went out.
Seeing that there was no one around, he frowned and looked at Old Lady Xu.
"The production team is still here. Why are you rushing to see me in such a hurry? Don't you care about your image?"
"What's the big deal? It's just taking a few photos. I'm not afraid." Old Mrs. Xu saw a rag placed at the back door, and she took it without any manners to wipe the mud off her clothes.
Xue Congliang asked her: "Who told you that you were taking photos?"
"Isn't it?" Old Lady Xu said, "The village chief talked about portrait rights at the meeting. Isn't that just taking pictures? I'm not a wanted criminal. Am I afraid of having a few pictures taken?"
"It's a video!" Xue Congliang was speechless, fearing that Old Lady Xu wouldn't understand and would ruin his plans, so he reminded her, "Just remember that what you do in front of the program team can be seen by the whole country."
"What? People all over the country can see it!" Old Mrs. Xu's face changed as she recalled what she had done in the morning.
Xue Congliang's heart skipped a beat and he raised his voice unconsciously: "You didn't do anything weird in front of the production team, did you? Xu Qiulan, there are only two days left, don't do anything weird to me."
"No, no." Old Lady Xu said quickly, "It was just that two people came to my house for dinner today and saw Lin Jiancao. I warned them not to have any thoughts about Lin Jiancao and mentioned that she had been engaged as a child. After knowing that, the two people wanted to persuade Lin Jiancao, but I drove them away."
The Xue family has always believed that they will be rich in the future, and have made preparations for their future life early on.
Fearing that he would fall behind and bring shame to the son of a wealthy man, Xue Congliang installed WIFI at home and often watched videos to learn about the lives of wealthy people, how to invest and manage money, how to appreciate antiques and calligraphy, how to play polo and golf...
But because they were poor, all they knew was theoretical knowledge and they had never put it into practice.
Xue Congliang did not listen to Mrs. Xu's one-sided story. Instead, he clicked a few times on his mobile phone, found the live broadcast program being filmed in the village, and then went in to watch the live broadcast replay.
He heaved a sigh of relief only after confirming that the facts were the same as what Old Lady Xu had said.
"It's okay. Although some people scold you online, most of them are not scolding you because of the child marriage, but because of your bad attitude towards Lin Jiancao. Child marriage is a feudal dregs. Those people are still waiting and watching. As long as Huaiyun comes back and treats Lin Jiancao well in front of the camera, the scolding will subside."
"I came here to tell you about that girl Lin Jiancao." Old Lady Xu's face was gloomy. "I don't know what's wrong with her. She actually doubted her own life experience and said that she doesn't look like me."
Xue Congliang's eyes flashed with ferocity: "Did she really say that?"
"Our interests are the same. How can I cheat you?" Old Lady Xu said, "I'm still waiting for you to give me one million."
One million! Xiao Zhang was shocked.
He was fully alert and recorded more enthusiastically. The program crew had purchased the image rights of the entire village and signed a contract, so he was not afraid of infringement at all.
Xue Congliang had no idea that his every move was being recorded, and he looked extremely gloomy at the moment.
He said to Old Lady Xu, "You should keep a close eye on Lin Jiancao these two days. Just like before, don't let her leave the village. After the day after tomorrow, wait until she and Huaiyun get married, and then let Huaiyun use the summer vacation to get her pregnant as soon as possible. From now on, everything she has will belong to my son."
Old Lady Xu asked hesitantly, "Are the biological parents of that little bitch really that rich?"
"Of course." Xue Congliang looked proud, as if he was the rich man, and said in a heroic voice:
"The Yun family is one of the four great families in Haicheng, with countless wealth. As long as Huaiyun can marry Lin Jiancao, we won't have to worry about anything for the next ten lifetimes."
Xiao Zhang's hands trembled. It turned out to be the Yun family of Haicheng! When he was a paparazzi, he heard a lot of news about the Yun family.
Old Master Yun was also pitiful. In order to find his son's bloodline, he became a vegetarian, chanted Buddhist scriptures, and did charity work. He even gave away half of his fortune. He didn't expect that the granddaughter he had been looking for for so long was hidden by someone and used to seize the Yun family's property.
Xiao Zhang was filled with righteous indignation. He wanted to continue recording to see what other bad things these two people had done.
After hearing what Xue Congliang said, Old Mrs. Xu felt both moved and anxious.
"Lin Jiancao has been missing for so many years. What if her family doesn't recognize her? Then we will get nothing."
"No." Xue Congliang said firmly: "I have been following the news of the Yun family for many years. Lin Jiancao's father was the only son of the old man of the Yun family. After his death, the old man of the Yun family did not try to continue the bloodline, nor did he adopt other children. He has been waiting for Lin Jiancao to return."
Old Mrs. Xu's eyes rolled around.
"These rich people are so pedantic." Xue Congliang said disdainfully: "They treat a little girl like a treasure and leave all their property to her. Is Lin Jiancao worthy of her? In the future, they will all be my sons and grandsons."
Old Lady Xu blurted out: "Your son married Lin Jiancao, so your future grandson will be of the Yun family bloodline, right?"
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