Why Did My Ex-Wife’S Aunt Treat Me Like That? Chapter 12
byChapter 12 The Heartbroken Little Yuan.
Peng Cheng’s gaze lingered for a moment. She remembered the name wasn’t this yesterday evening.
Assistant Nian hesitated before speaking, “Director Cheng, something happened at Little He’s company. Do you think we need to suppress the news? Otherwise, I’m afraid the cooperation with Guike might not be finalized.”
Peng Cheng never mixed work and personal life.
But at this moment, the first thought that popped into her head was that Yuan Yi changing her name must be related to He Xun’s matter.
She had sworn emphatically that she was no longer involved with He Xun, yet in the blink of an eye, she was heartbroken over her.
Peng Cheng: “What happened?”
“This morning, an inappropriate photo of Little He was posted in her company group chat.”
Peng Cheng was naturally not in He Xun’s company group chat, but as a good assistant who could solve problems for her boss and master all intelligence, Nian Ran was lurking in all subsidiary companies, gathering firsthand gossip.
As long as the boss needed it, she could recount it in detail.
He Xun was Peng Cheng’s niece, placed under Peng Cheng’s guidance by the Peng family for training. She had now taken over a company specializing in the hotel sector. Once she passed this stage, she would naturally move into a core position within the group.
Of course, the elders in the family had long told Peng Cheng to look after her, and good resources were naturally funneled toward He Xun to “gild” her professional resume.
Assistant Nian knew that Peng Cheng always valued ability. In the year He Xun had been with the company, she realized that for Peng Cheng, supporting family came first.
She was not the unfeeling person rumored by the outside world.
Fortunately, although Little He hadn’t achieved anything spectacular this year, she had been reasonably satisfactory.
This time, the cooperation with Guike was handed to He Xun personally. The upcoming private online meeting was also intended to help He Xun connect with Du Meida, the general manager of Guike.
With only fifteen minutes until the meeting, the inappropriate photo was leaked.
Assistant Nian winced as she spoke: “It’s a photo of Little He drunk in a bar.” She reported honestly and showed the picture to Peng Cheng.
Peng Cheng glanced at it indifferently, then looked away. Seeing no change in her expression, Assistant Nian knew how to handle the matter, deciding not to show the boss the subsequent pictures.
Assistant Nian said, “It seems the sender might have posted it in the wrong group. They couldn’t retract it after two minutes. Miss Yuan doesn’t seem like such a careless person.”
Peng Cheng looked up: “She sent it?”
“Yes.” Assistant Nian brought up the image on the tablet again. “Miss Yuan didn’t say anything after sending the photo, but an employee in Little He’s company named Zhou Zhaoyu, who has a good relationship with Miss Yuan, privately asked Miss Yuan for the reason. Then Zhou Zhaoyu posted the chat history with Miss Yuan in the group, and it’s being widely circulated.”
Peng Cheng took the tablet from Assistant Nian.
In the image, Yuan Yi’s profile picture and name were blurred, but the name was only half-pixelated, revealing the words “Heartbroken.”
Truly eight hundred schemes, each one different.
Zhou: [Miss Yuan, did you post this in the wrong group! Why did you transfer the photo to the wrong place!!]
Heartbroken: [Ah! Really? I think I accidentally slipped my finger… Oh no, what do I do if the time limit is up?]
Zhou: [It’s okay, everyone is scrolling up now, not many people saw it.]
[That photo is…]
Heartbroken: [I didn’t want to. Although we broke up, I truly loved her. I don’t know why she would ask a friend to send a photo like this to hurt me.]
[I would be sad too if I saw it. Even if we broke up, there’s no need to degrade yourself like this just to upset me…]
Zhou: [Break up? Huh? Don’t say such serious things over a fight?? What’s the reason?]
Heartbroken: [I don’t want to say. Anyway, it has nothing to do with the picture. Don’t tell anyone else. She can do whatever she wants to me, whatever she wants to anger me, I’ll be fine.]
Zhou: [Don’t do anything foolish, don’t be impulsive. I believe she must have her reasons.]
Flipping to the next image, Zhou Zhaoyu posted these chat records in the main group and added: [Big gossip. My friend says her ex must have cheated?]
Because they were all covered by disclaimers, the group immediately started chatting animatedly.
[No wonder she changed her name to Heartbroken XX.]
[She was the one who threw herself at her in the first place, she should have expected this outcome, right? She says she’s heartbroken, but she’ll be fine if someone coaxes her. Wasn’t it always like this before?]
[Zooming in, I see the beauties she’s embracing are covered with Guike Yunhang’s airplane blanket. If she’s giving it to the cheating mistress, can the cooperation with Guike still be saved?]
[Scroll up! As long as the picture doesn’t leak outside, nothing will happen. Don’t spread it!]
Assistant Nian asked, “Director Cheng, the circulation of the picture is now contained within Little He’s company, but Miss Yuan’s chat history might not be. She won’t do anything foolish, will she?”
I didn’t want to.
I truly loved her.
I would be sad too if I saw it.
I don’t want to say. Anyway, it has nothing to do with the picture. She can do whatever she wants to me, whatever she wants to anger me.
That female employee had eight hundred schemes, and this little girl Yuan Yi could have eight thousand.
She was indeed different from before.
Peng Cheng returned the tablet without changing her expression. “She won’t. Prepare for the meeting.”
He Xun, meanwhile, was still in the bar.
The third floor had exclusive rooms for their circle of socialites. Today, in preparation for the upcoming meeting, He Xun had placed first-class items from Yunhang in all areas visible to the camera in her room.
“Don’t move around. Fold the blanket neatly and put it away,” He Xun said.
Ren Yingzhen scoffed, casually folding the airplane blanket that had just been covering her and dropping it onto the bed. “It’s rare to see you so serious.”
He Xun was dissatisfied and called Zhang Xi over to fold the blanket perfectly. She then asked Zhang Xi, “No reaction from her?”
Zhang Xi said, “Don’t worry, how could there be no reaction? I heard she’s so heartbroken she’s talking about suicide. Once you finalize the cooperation with Director Du of Guike, she’ll stick to you like a plaster, impossible to shake off.”
He Xun’s lips curved, then she pursed them. “Don’t talk about her like that. She genuinely loves me.”
“Only you would come up with this plan, even thinking of marrying someone like that. Aren’t you afraid of catching something?” Ren Yingzhen lightly traced He Xun’s earlobe with her fingernail, staring intently. “I love your reputation, your money. Who doesn’t love your money?”
“Mm, I like your honesty with me.” He Xun hugged Ren Yingzhen’s waist, then pushed her away. “I need to start the meeting. Don’t come near the camera.”
As soon as the camera turned on, He Xun saw the windows for Peng Cheng and Du Meida. The company executives and project managers originally scheduled to attend from her side were not online.
Strange, why were people missing?
Although she sensed something was wrong, seeing Peng Cheng there reassured He Xun. She knew this cooperation had to be facilitated by Peng Cheng.
Du Meida’s chestnut hair was neatly pinned up, and she entered the meeting room without a smile.
He Xun knew it was normal for Du Meida, being in a high position, to have a sharp demeanor. She greeted her with a smile: “Good afternoon, Director Du. Our hotel has made all the preparations. After receiving your airline’s products a while ago, I’ve been letting those close to me try them, and the feedback has been excellent.”
To increase her credibility, He Xun picked up the nearest airplane blanket.
This was a cashmere blanket custom-made by Guike Group’s Yuntu Airlines and a high-end furniture brand from the UAE, exclusively for Yunhang First Class.
The goal of this cooperation was to promote deep collaboration between He Xun’s hotel brand and Guike’s airline. Earlier, Du Meida had sent a batch of products to He Xun.
Unexpectedly, upon seeing the blanket, Du Meida’s expression immediately changed. “Little He, your research is insufficient. You don’t know that I prioritize brand image the most.”
He Xun was a little confused: “Director Du, what do you mean?”
Du Meida glanced at Peng Cheng, raised an eyebrow, and then looked back at He Xun, speaking coldly: “Xiao Xun, don’t you know what you’ve done? How dare you show me this blanket. I don’t care what your private life was like before, but Yunhang values its image, including its partners. We don’t want people pointing at our products and calling them ‘mistress exclusive.’”
Upon hearing the word “mistress,” Ren Yingzhen, who was nestled in the bed, changed color. He Xun felt the naked accusation in Du Meida’s words, and her face flushed. “Director Du, I really don’t know what you mean. What mistress? There must be some misunderstanding here.”
Du Meida looked at her deeply: “Xiao Xun, you’ve grown up and become different from when you were a child. It’s public knowledge that your girlfriend is upset because you cheated. I heard you were even planning to marry her. What were you thinking, being unable to control yourself at this critical juncture?”
At this, He Xun’s face turned instantly pale. When Du Meida mentioned her girlfriend, the first person she thought of was Yuan Yi.
What happened to Yuan Yi?
Peng Cheng, who had remained silent until now, finally spoke: “He Xun, please exit first and deal with your personal issues.”
He Xun saw the seriousness and disappointment in Peng Cheng’s eyes and was immediately alarmed.
He Xun was unwilling. She was here to finalize the cooperation. She hadn’t even had time to say a few more words to Du Meida. What about the cooperation—
Of course, she had no right to refuse. The administrator quickly removed her from the meeting.
Once she was gone, Du Meida dropped her previous demeanor, leaning back lazily and asking with a half-smile, “You’re still too soft-hearted, Cheng Cheng. He Xun is such a spoiled brat; no amount of paving the way will help her.”
Peng Cheng: “Enough. Let’s adjourn.”
The scheduled meeting ended within five minutes, leaving Peng Cheng with free time. Du Meida called out to her: “Hey, hey! You… You’ve been rotating between London and Hong Kong for nearly a month, and as soon as you return, you’re talking business with me. Shuangni asked you to join us for a gathering the day you returned, but you couldn’t. Are you still busy tonight?”
“…I’m busy.”
There was a reason, but telling anyone else about that reason might sound too strange.
The night she returned, she ran into Yuan Yi at her own house at four in the morning.
After the meeting concluded, Assistant Nian stepped forward: “Director Cheng, Miss Yuan came by this afternoon, but she used a company name, so the front desk didn’t let her in.”
“Now that you have free time, would you like to rest or…?”
This was the first time Peng Cheng heard a hint in her assistant’s words. She raised an eyebrow slightly: “No need. I need to go out now.”
She opened her phone and casually checked, finding that Yuan Yi had changed her name again.
From Heartbroken Little Yuan to Gut-Wrenching Little Yuan.
Normally, He Xun’s private life had nothing to do with her as the Aunt, especially since Yuan Yi was now He Xun’s ex-girlfriend.
But then again.
She was once Yuan Yi’s sponsor.
It was perfectly normal to ask about the situation, Peng Cheng looked up.
Assistant Nian said, “Immediately! I will call Miss Yuan right away!”