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    Chapter 55: Da Bao, You’ve Watched Too Many CEO Novels

    This was simply too outrageous. Tan Zhiyu looked at Xing Yang with a slight dizziness, and the inexplicable peace in his heart actually settled down.

    Leave the future to me to think…

    Tan Zhiyu grew up without anyone telling him about the future.

    He never knew what his future would be like; just based on this one sentence, Tan Zhiyu realized he would be devoted to him for the rest of his life.

    Xing Yang’s lips revealed a charming curve as he held Tan Zhiyu’s hand and kissed the back of it, finally letting his head lean on his shoulder.

    “Your head isn’t heavy; I’m not that fragile.”

    He was still strong enough to support his Zhiyu with his shoulder.

    “Okay, I know—” Tan Zhiyu elongated his tone, somewhat confused and infatuated, happily leaning against his shoulder and falling asleep.

    Flying from the domestic area to Switzerland, he hadn’t had a good night’s sleep in days.

    The entire crew was left behind without a word, and the breach of contract sent by the company soon stirred up heat online. Song Tian showed Xing Yang the turmoil in the stock market over the past few days; Yuan Yin Real Estate’s market value plummeted and then rebounded, his private life had already aroused intense dissatisfaction from the major shareholders.

    Several high-ranking executives had already sided with Tan Yushen. As a businessman, Xing Yang had a keen sense for these things, but at that moment, he thought that Tan Yushen getting Yuan Yin Real Estate was no different than giving it to Zhiyu.

    But now that things had changed, he had to go back and clean up the mess.

    Secretary Wang had worked constant overtime these past few days to calm the shareholders, even staying in the office.

    The most important thing was, what about Zhiyu?

    Tan Zhiyu’s two Weibo posts turned the negative opinions about Yuan Yin upside down. Someone had dug out that Tan Zhiyu and Xing Yang had been at odds with each other during the production, raising suspicions about their relationship.

    [Tan Zhiyu has never had any scandals in his years in the industry; perhaps the posts online were all coerced.]

    [Yeah, this guy named Xing Yang… doesn’t look like an omega at all! He looks like a shrewd businessman. I heard he used to inflate housing prices brutally, driving other developers to jump off buildings. No smoke without fire; how could an omega achieve this worth in such a short time, maybe there’s something behind it…]

    [Right? Someone who feeds off others’ family blood, how could Tan Zhiyu possibly like him?]

    [Tan Zhiyu’s father seems to have made a bet with Xing Yang, but now it looks like he’s going to lose!! Is Tan Zhiyu trying to protect his father?]

    [Exactly, Tan Zhiyu has a great family relationship; it’s possible for him to do that for his dad…]

    The heat was just too high. Xing Yang’s past private life and those business dealings had been maliciously distorted online, successfully portraying him as a scheming businessman.

    A great villain who threatened to use Tan Zhiyu’s family to force him into submission for his beauty.

    There was even someone who exposed Xing Yang’s evildoings under real-name verification.

    Jiao Yu’s wife posted: [Real-name report, current Executive Chairman of Yuan Yin Real Estate Xing Yang had intentionally sold substandard land to my husband Jiao Yu six years ago, which had mud underneath, making it impossible to lay a foundation. After the entire project collapsed, he still pursued the debt, ultimately driving my husband to suicide. All evidence documents are available; I’m just seeking justice!]

    Xing Yang quietly closed his computer.

    Justice?

    Wasn’t Jiao Yu’s father also chasing debts down to their home back in high school, forcing his mother to accompany him to drinks, often dragging him into the woods at school to mock him, strip him of his clothes, and make him perform various disgusting acts?

    Only Jiao Yu had never thought about those words for their next meeting.

    Later, when he saw Xing Yang in the business world, he followed his father for a project, trying to curry favor with a bent back.

    Xing Yang asked him if he remembered him.

    Jiao Yu’s eyes were clearly panicked; how could he not remember?

    Xing Yang thought he had done enough. He just sent a bait over; Jiao Yu fell into it himself; how could he be called cruel? What would justify him in being magnanimous?

    He was not a saint.

    After Jiao Yu’s suicide, he not only redeveloped the project but also bore the support costs for Jiao Yu’s wife and children and even sent Jiao Yu’s child abroad for study. That was already more than enough.

    If she wanted justice, then he’d give it to her.

    “Stop the support payments for Jiao Yu’s family.”

    Secretary Wang replied, [Jiao Yu’s wife making such a commotion online probably means someone has offered a higher price, planning to shift the focus from Mr. Tan publicly changing the narrative, to distract from the situation.]

    This shit pot on Xing Yang’s head was clearly intended to be placed there.

    Like vultures circling in the desert, waiting for a fat camel to die so they could feast.

    [Can you have Mr. Tan issue a statement? That would help us out.]

    Once the public’s attention shifted, everyone would label Xing Yang as an incredibly cunning person. Who would care if he had any inside story?

    Jiao Yu and other real estate developers joined forces to resist him, and the internet was flooded with dark materials being exposed.

    It was said that Xing Yang used to fight underground, disregarding rules until it left someone disabled for life, and that he built his fortune on these dark-hearted earnings.

    The more that was dug out, the harder the nails on the cross would be to pull out.

    Xing Yang [No need, I’ll resolve it when I return to the company.]

    Secretary Wang didn’t hold much hope, just tentatively asked.

    Xing Yang’s reputation as a businessman was already ruined; Tan Zhiyu was merely a fuse. Even without their marriage, those inexplicable murders linked to him were enough to tarnish his reputation.

    He couldn’t let Tan Zhiyu get dragged into this at this moment.

    The more Tan Zhiyu promoted their true love online, the more public opinion would have a counterproductive effect, transferring the disdain for Xing Yang onto Tan Zhiyu as well.

    Outside the airport, Li Yue had already received the news and was ready to pick up the passengers, but the reporters had been squatting there for several days.

    “Tan Zhiyu, is it true that you and the chairman of Yuan Yin Real Estate are involved?”

    “Is it because of your father’s cooperative relationship?”

    “Mr. Xing, how do you explain the online disputes? Jiao Yu’s wife has already contacted a lawyer; do you have any explanation?”

    Before they even exited the airport, they were surrounded. Tan Zhiyu frowned behind his sunglasses and directed his bodyguards to clear the way.

    The doctor had said that Xing Yang’s gland was sensitive at the moment. He couldn’t wear scent stickers recently, and with the crowd at the airport, if the scent of any alpha leaked out, it would make him very uncomfortable.

    As Xing Yang was about to release Tan Zhiyu’s hand, his alpha instinctively gripped it tighter. His beautiful brows furrowed behind the sunglasses, leaning in to threaten in a low voice, “What do you want to do?!”

    “Aren’t you going to hold my hand?”

    Xing Yang’s eyelids twitched; he whispered, “Don’t make a fuss.”

    After saying that, Xing Yang patted his hand, signaling him to move ahead. Most of the malicious rumors were directed at him this time.

    The security and bodyguards on site separated the reporters somewhat.

    “I won’t go…” Tan Zhiyu was upset; he had already exposed their marriage, so what was there to hide at this moment?

    “Zhiyu, listen.” At the base, Xing Yang’s fingertips discreetly pinched his in the underground, calmly coaxing.

    Li Yue squeezed in, sweating profusely: “Ancestor, there are even more reporters outside; you should go first, or they will swallow you whole!”

    Xing Yang let Li Yue take Tan Zhiyu away. As they left, Tan Zhiyu’s expression was somewhat sour, even directly confronting a reporter preparing to interview him with the microphone: “Get out of the way! Can’t you understand?”

    Since debuting, Tan Zhiyu had always been an exceedingly good-natured star, known for his politeness.

    But the man was now sulking, his face filled with anger radiating even through the sunglasses.

    The reporter swallowed hard, quietly asking, “I have a few questions….”

    “Didn’t you see? He wants to stay and answer you, so I’m not qualified to speak.”

    After saying that, Tan Zhiyu left an angry silhouette behind as he walked away.

    The reporters turned their cameras towards Xing Yang.

    Xing Yang took off the matching sunglasses they had just bought in Switzerland, the arms engraved with golden butterfly patterns.

    The cameras focused on him; Xing Yang showed no fear, even managing to look seriously and calmly at every scrutinizing reporter present.

    His honey-colored skin showed a hint of fatigue at this moment, but his dark and bright eyes were especially striking.

    “As for my relationship with Mr. Tan, there is indeed a financial transaction; there’s nothing more to say. The case with Jiao Yu has been made completely transparent by the group’s lawyers online. As for any other trivial matters, my secretary will handle everything. Please let us through; blocking here wastes a lot of people’s time.”

    The bodyguards cleared the way.

    Li Yue had just driven the car to the airport exit, and he was perfectly positioned to get in the car.

    “Mr. Xing, when you say there’s a financial transaction with Tan Zhiyu, do you mean to indirectly admit you’re raising him in exchange for his father’s shares?”

    “Mr. Xing, was it intentional when you sold Jiao Yu that substandard land?”

    Xing Yang’s foot, which was about to step out of the glass door, paused. He turned and said, “It was intentional.”

    “But it was also his voluntary purchase.”

    After saying that, he directly got into the car, leaving Song Tian behind to answer a series of questions.

    Xing Yang had already organized the direction of the reporters’ inquiries while on the plane. This was the first time Song Tian appeared as Xing Yang’s secretary in front of the public.

    He was an omega; previously, there had never been an omega capable of being a chairman’s secretary.

    Everyone had the stereotype that omega’s heat periods and innate emotional weakness would ruin everything.

    Song Tian: “I believe everyone wouldn’t want their private lives exposed in the media, and so does Mr. Xing; as for company matters, everyone is welcome to ask questions. Thank you.”

    The car sped along the highway toward Butterfly Manor.

    Before getting into the car, Xing Yang was still thinking that not holding Zhiyu’s hand would probably make him angry and was contemplating the best way to coax him.

    But once in the car, he was hugged around the waist by Tan Zhiyu, who was somewhat incensed, pressing against him, “Xing Yang!”

    “Are you angry?”

    “Not saying anything!”

    After Tan Zhiyu finished speaking, he felt that his tone was off and changed to a more sarcastic one: “Not saying anything~~”

    His heart was as small as a sesame seed.

    He had publicly announced Xing Yang, but he didn’t hold his hand in front of everyone.

    “Am I that shameful?” Tan Zhiyu muttered, like a child holding in anger, his tone rigid.

    He knew Xing Yang didn’t want him to be implicated, that he wanted to keep him clear of the mess.

    As long as Tan Zhiyu was positioned as the victim, then the impact on his career would be less, and with his outstanding professionalism, it could even be ignored.

    “It’s not that you’re shameful; aren’t you still shooting? You can’t let this one affect you in the future.”

    He had already breached his contract with the management company by getting married.

    Tan Zhiyu suddenly felt a bit unbalanced, like a stubborn little child.

    “Ugh—” A sudden pain struck Xing Yang’s lips, and just as his vision brightened again, Tan Zhiyu’s thin lips pursed tightly.

    After a long time, he blushed and squeezed out a sentence: “If it’s a breach of contract, then so be it; can’t you support me?”

    He just didn’t want to see Xing Yang being criticized by everyone.

    That was not his Xing Yang.

    Everyone was blinded by the online smear campaign; he wanted them to see clearly. His Xing Yang was super good, unbeatable in the universe.

    “You shouldn’t be so domineering, saying that I breached the contract and that in the future I won’t have any films to shoot, will you support me? Why don’t you say that?”

    Xing Yang chuckled and retorted, “Da Bao, have you watched too many CEO novels?”

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