Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 430: 277 Xie Family's Aunt, Raising a Pretty Boy? (2 updates) "See You Thursday" had started its warm-up the night before, claiming that at noon the next day, there would be juicy gossip about smajor family, creating a buzz.

But unexpectedly, the first one to be dragged out was actually Qi Zeyan.

"...Jiang Chengsi, if you don't clarify, just leave it be, but why are you laughing? You're making everyone outside think we're actually an item, even my grandfather called to ask if we should spend money on PR?" Warming up with such teasers is simple in purpose, it's just about wanting money. Once the money is right, they'd throw strivial tidbit to placate the netizens; it's about giving the person involved tto spend money on PR.

"I saw netizens saying that they really can't tell that you're the one being suppressed." "To hell with that, even if we were that, I would be the one on top..." "You think you can handle it?" Xiaozhu stood beside him, somewhat speechless. Aren't you supposed to be settling scores with the Fourth Master? Why are you discussing who's on top or bottom? After hanging up the phone, Xiaozhu then asked in a low voice, "Boss, do we need to look into this matter?" "We'll know by noon." "What about the stuff online about you and the Fourth Master..." "The discussion and sharing of popular posts has already constituted libel. Contact the lawyer and report it to the police directly. It's that simple, do I need to teach you?" Qi Zeyan raised an eyebrow.

** Before the gossip could be revealed, a notice from the Beijing Police Station swept through everyone's screens. Qi Zeyan hadn't bothered with the rumors; instead, he chose to contact the police.

Simple, brutal, quite hardcore.

On Tang Wan's side, they had already been in a meeting for quite a while, and it continued past noon. Meanwhile, everyone's phones vibrated at the smoment.

Push notifications from various major websites.

"Beijing Xie Family's aunt cohabiting with a strange man." "Coming and going together, the other half of the Xie Family's young aunt exposed." "Hand in hand, arm around shoulders, intimate gestures; who is the mysterious man beside the Xie Family's aunt?" In the leaked photos, Shen Zhixian's face was clearly visible, whereas Jiang Yanting's was almost entirely from behind. Due to the angle of the shot, the two appeared very close to each other.

Tang Wan glanced at the background and was 80 percent sure it was Jiang Yanting. She turned her head to look at the person next to her; Shen Zhixian had yet to see the news and was still typing away, taking meeting notes.

Completely unaware that she had becthe focal point of everyone's attention.

It wasn't until she noticed the prolonged silence in the meeting room that she looked up and surveyed her surroundings, feeling a sudden thump in her heart when she saw that everyone was staring at her.

"Shen... Teacher..." Tang Wan handed over her phone, and Shen Zhixian took a look, her breath hitching. What was this? Meanwhile, the formidable netizens had already dug up Shen Zhixian's family background and wealth down to the last detail. She was the sole daughter of the deceased second master of the Xie Family, a history researcher who had just acknowledged her ancestors and was about to inherit a hundred billion in family wealth.

The previous tidbits were unimportant. The focus was on the "hundred billion in wealth," and the man in the photo, unrecognizable without a clear face, was impossible to track down.

"A hundred billion in wealth! How much money is that? No wonder the man in the photo is so attentive to her. If I could snag a wealthy woman like that, I'd be willing to wait on her hand and foot as well." "Judging by his silhouette, he has the physique of a model. He must be good-looking too. Could he be a kept man?" "I just didn't expect the Xie Family aunt to be so young looking. I thought she'd be in her forties or fifties. This is the kind of 'soft rice' I'd like to eat." The online sentiment took yet another twisted turn.

It suddenly becabout Shen Zhixian keeping a 'little white face' who mooched off women.

As for the identity of this "little white face," those with a keen sense within the Beijing circle pinpointed the target straightaway-it was very likely Jiang Family's Second Master, Jiang Yanting.

Although the older generation of the Jiang and Xie families had a good relationship, the younger generation did not mix much due to rivalry between Xie Duo and Jiang Yanting. However, their recent frequent interactions, including the special effort made by the Xie Family to congratulate the fifth master of the Jiangs on his engagement, did not go unnoticed.

"Teacher Shen? You are from the Xie Family..." someone asked softly nearby.

Shen Zhixian could never have imagined that she would be the target of the so-called expose. With so many stories about her, it was easy to generate buzz, and now everyone wanted to know who the kept man she was supporting was.

It was past noon. Qi Zeyan, who had been eating lunch while staring at his phone, refreshing the news ready for sjuicy gossip, hadn't expected the to involve Jiang Yanting. Netizens were even calling him a 'little white face,' a man who lived off women.

"Pfft-Haha..." He burst out laughing.

Jiang Yanting, you've actually got a taste of your own medicine now? But after his laugh, Xiaozhu coughed, "Boss, there are a lot of reporters downstairs at the company." "The incident withand Jiang Chengsi is already reported to the police, right? What are they doing at my company?" Qi Zeyan continued to browse comments with amusement.

"Today, the crew of 'Feng Que' is having a meeting here, and Miss Shen is at our company." "There are quite a few talent agency people around; I guess they're the ones who leaked the information to reporters they're familiar with. One passes it to a hundred, now the reporters are all downstairs." "Who's running the meeting?" Qi Zeyan cursed softly. He just wanted to enjoy the in peace.

If those reporters blocked Shen Zhixian, knowing the nature of those Beijing paparazzi, if spushing and shoving occurred and something were to happen, especially on his turf, Jiang Yanting would certainly not let him off the hook.

"Xiaoruan!" "Call her immediately, tell her to keep everyone there, I'll have someone send her home... No, I'll personally take her out," said Qi Zeyan as he walked outside.

Xiaozhu promptly called Ruan Mengxi, only to be told that the meeting had ended three minutes ago, and Shen Zhixian had already left the building.

Ruan Mengxi had seen the news break and ended the meeting early while asking Shen Zhixian to leave quickly, fearing the arrival of reporters. Had she known the reporters were already there, she would not have let Shen leave. By the tshe went after her, Shen Zhixian and Tang Wan had already taken the elevator and left.

Qi Zeyan clenched his jaw and tried to call Shen Zhixian, but she was out of service, and so was Tang Wan, "Where have these two gone?" "Could they be in the elevator with no signal?" Xiaozhu suggested.

** Meanwhile, Shen Zhixian and Tang Wan had arrived at the parking garage on the second basement level.

"Miss Shen, why don't you cwith me? Take my car, and we'll head to the Jiang Family first," suggested Tang Wan. Her personal information had been thoroughly dug up by netizens, even the model of her car was well- known.

Ssaid she kept a low profile, others said it was because she hadn't cinto her money yet to afford a flashy car.

"That works," Shen Zhixian agreed, knowing it wasn't safe to drive her own car now.

She took out her phone to call Jiang Yanting, but discovered that the signal was weak.

"I really don't know who's so bored that they took such photos. Big brother probably never imagined that a kept be considered a one day he'd man." Tang Wan chuckled as she fished the car keys out of her bag, and in the moment she lowered her head, her expression suddenly changed. A swarm of reporters suddenly surged toward them en masse.

"Ah-Over there!" "It really is her." "Move quickly!" The reporters, carrying their cameras and equipment, moved surprisingly fast. The two women had no chance to get to the car before being completely surrounded by the journalists.

Blinding flashes went off as they were bombarded with a frenzy of photographs.

"That's Miss Tang, don't squeeze in!" someone warned.

Tang Wan's affair with Jiang Jinsang was already public knowledge. His reputation in the Beijing circle wasn't good, notorious for being unstable and Violent. His fiancée wasn't someone many dared to provoke or approach closely, but they still blocked them, not allowing them to leave. "Miss Shen, do you really have a partner? Is your relationship with him purely romantic?" "It's said that the Xie Family is giving you half of their fortune, is that true?" "Sare claiming that he is kept by you, is this true or false? Does the Xie Family know about it? They also say that more explosive news will cout, what do you think about that?" Tang Wan knew these reporters dared not trouble her and pulled Shen Zhixian, "Miss Shen, let's get to the car first." But her car was a distance away, and with the reporters' blockade, it was difficult to move an inch.

"Miss Tang, since you're her friend, how much do you know about her affairs?" Seeing that Shen Zhixian remained silent, a reporter aimed the recorder at Tang Wan, and in the jostling crowd, the pen nearly hit Tang Wan's face.

Shen Zhixian's fingers tensed, suddenly pulling Tang Wan behind her, narrowly avoiding the pen that almost struck her face.

Her appearance was gentle and delicate, exuding an aura of scholarly grace. Her fine brows and curved eyes made her seem seem like the type who wouldn't hit back even when bullied. Otherwise, the reporters wouldn't have been so insolent. But upon locking eyes with her suddenly sharp gaze, like the edge of a knife, it stunned the clamorous reporters into silence, as if they were gripped by deathly quietness.

She opened her mouth to speak: "Who I date, who I keep, whom I'm willing to spend my money on-as long as it's mutual consent and not illegal, what does it have to do with any of you?"