The gigolo kept by the matriarch turned out to be the heir to a wealthy family.

Chapter 183 Wuxiang Pavilion

Yun Yao did not confront those people who were blinded by money. She left through the back door of the hospital and went straight back to W International.

Standing in her towering top-floor office, she looked down over the capital city, her expression inscrutable.

She was accused of being greedy and cunning? She tolerated it.

Saying she's gone from pheasant to phoenix? It doesn't matter.

They say she and Su Yuchen are in the middle of a divorce? Screw that!

"Luo Hong, are those people from Wuxiangxuan so idle they're practically growing moss?" Yun Yao's voice was sinister and terrifying.

Upon hearing the name Wuxiangxuan, Luo Hong's pupils constricted sharply, and a sense of horror arose within him.

"Ancestor, are you going to use the people from Wuxiang Pavilion?"

"Hmm." Yun Yao responded with only one word, carrying a terrifying pressure.

Luo Hong couldn't help but swallow hard, his voice trembling with excitement.

"Excuse me, who...who from Wuxiang Pavilion do you want to come out?"

Without hesitation, Yun Yao said directly, "Fourth Hall, everyone."

After waiting for a long time without hearing a response from Luo Hong on the other end of the line, Yun Yao rubbed her fingers together impatiently.

"Luo Hong, tonight, I want to see everyone from the Fourth Pavilion," Yun Yao emphasized again.

Luo Hong snapped out of his daze and couldn't help but ask, "Ancestor, isn't it too much to bring everyone from the Fourth Pavilion here? What if it causes chaos?"

Luo Hong's concerns were not without merit. Yun Yao thought about it for a moment, but considering the current situation, she still did not change her decision.

"Luo Hong, just do as I say and tell them to set off immediately."

Luo Hong looked at the phone that had been hung up and shook his head helplessly.

Yun Zhengfeng had never seen Luo Hong look so worried before, and couldn't help but ask, "Brother Qin, what's wrong?"

Luo Hong sighed and left with his hands behind his back.

"Brother Yunyun, you need to be prepared. The situation in the capital is about to change."

Yun Zhengfeng was puzzled, but before he could ask, Luo Hong had already disappeared at the top of the stairs.

……

Six o'clock, Huaguo Airport.

"Boss, what's the rush? You've delayed my baby-making process with Brother Du!" The glamorous blonde woman spoke with a strong Northeastern accent.

The man in front of me, with his hands behind his back, suddenly stopped, slid his sunglasses off his nose, and looked wary.

"Hey, you two, come here."

A blonde woman and a handsome but pale-faced man stepped forward.

"What's wrong? Why is it so mysterious?" the woman asked.

"Bai Li, keep your voice down!" The man in sunglasses leaned forward, looked around, and continued, "Didn't you notice how strange the way they're looking at us is?"

Bai Li pouted and gave the handsome man next to her a jab.

“Of course it’s strange. It’s winter in China right now, the kind where it’s below zero. How can it not be strange for the boss to be wearing short sleeves and shorts?” Bai Li touched his nose, a smile in his eyes.

The man beside her looked at Bai Li with doting eyes and pulled her hand into his pocket.

"He's got a screw loose, let's ignore him. Come on, I'll take you out to have some fun." The man looked frail, but his accent sounded like that of a burly man.

The ignored man in sunglasses: "..."

"Ni Du, Bai Li, are you two asking for a beating?"

Seeing the surprised looks he was getting from those around him, the man in sunglasses withdrew his hand speechlessly and hurriedly left.

"Hey, didn't Old Man Qin say he was coming to pick us up? Where is he?" Ni Du asked, standing at the airport entrance.

"Brother, I'm freezing to death," Bai Li said, leaning into Ni Du's arms.

The man in sunglasses standing behind them: "..." I'm practically frozen solid. Did I say anything?

"Boss, it's already 6:40. We're going to be late anyway, so why don't we just skip it?" A seductive smile appeared on Bai Li's delicate face.

“Fu Cheng, I think Xiao Li is right. Old Qin invited us but didn’t pick us up, so it’s only right that we stand him up!” Ni Du was puffing on a cigar as thick as a finger.

Fu Cheng, the man in sunglasses, tremblingly pulled his phone out of his shorts pocket and dialed Luo Hong's number.

When the call connected, Fu Cheng was furious.

"Old Qin, do you believe I'll crack your bones open? Why didn't you tell me it was so cold in China? No... why didn't you come to pick us up?" Fu Cheng roared into the phone.

Luo Hong seemed to have anticipated his reaction and was used to his lack of respect for elders.

After the other end of the phone quieted down, he cleared his throat and picked up the megaphone beside him.

"Fu Cheng, I really gave you too much credit. We agreed to meet at 6:30, and now it's so late, don't you guys have eyes?"

Fu Cheng, who was almost deafened by the shock: "..."

Seeing Bai Li and Ni Du looking at him with slightly suspicious eyes, Fu Cheng gave an awkward smile.

"That old man has quite a temper!"

But Fu Cheng also had a temper, and his voice suddenly turned cold.

"Luo Hong, you had to beg and plead with us to come out, and you just dumped us here. Who gave you the audacity to talk to me like that?" Fu Cheng was radiating cold air, or maybe he was just freezing.

Bai Li and Ni Du also became serious, no longer as unruly as before.

Upon hearing Fu Cheng's voice, Luo Hong couldn't help but nod.

As expected of the master of the Fourth Pavilion, he already possesses such an imposing presence at such a young age.

However... he obeys the ancestor, and he is not afraid of Fu Cheng, no matter how powerful he is.

"Fu Cheng, be at W International by 7 o'clock. If you don't arrive, the Fourth Pavilion will be disbanded, and everyone will be expelled from Wuxiang Pavilion," Luo Hong said unhurriedly.

Luo Hong's arrogance truly enraged Fu Cheng.

"Luo Hong, you..."

"I am acting on the orders of our ancestors." With that, Luo Hong hung up the phone.

Looking at Luo Hong, who was nestled on the sofa with a beaming smile, Yun Zhengfeng pondered for a moment before finally asking, "Brother Qin, you're acting very strangely today. What happened?"

Luo Hong crossed his arms and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Brother Yun, it feels so good to see someone who's always been high and mighty constantly getting humiliated!"

Fu Cheng, who had been hung up on, couldn't be angry with Luo Hong; all he could think about were the words "ancestor."

"Boss, what are you staring at? What's wrong?" Bai Li nudged Fu Cheng, who was in a daze.

Fu Cheng's eyes darkened slightly, and he grabbed Bai Li and Ni Du's arms and ran.

"Fu Cheng, are you out of your mind? Let go of me!"

"Boss, you're hurting me and Brother Du!"

Fu Cheng saw a taxi parked not far away, and immediately took out Ni Du's wallet and stuffed it into the driver's hand.

"We'll rent this car first. Remember to pick it up at the entrance of W International."

Just as the driver was about to refuse, he looked down and saw a gleaming gold bar peeking out from the fine wallet.

"Okay, take care!" The driver had barely finished speaking when the car shot off like an arrow.

Ni Du, his face contorted with despair, cried out against the car window, "My gold bars!"

"Boss, that's not fair of you! My brother Du has been saving up that gold bar for a long time!"

"Shut up!" Fu Cheng shouted sternly.

Ni Du had already rolled up his sleeves, and was about to punch Fu Cheng in the face.

"Fu Cheng, I'm going to fight you to the death today!"

“Old Qin said he was acting on the orders of our ancestor,” Fu Cheng said slowly, his eyes sharp.

The car fell silent, and Ni Du withdrew his fist.

"Then why aren't you hurrying up? Hurry up!" Bai Li was the first to react, her expression serious.

Fu Cheng: "..."