"You bastard, just say it, how much do you want?" Mrs. Han felt she was dealing with someone insatiably greedy.
"The last time, Mrs. Han, give me five million, and I guarantee I will disappear from everyone’s sight forever."
"Fine, five million it is, I’ll give you ten million, but you must do one last thing for me!" Mrs. Han muttered with her hand over the mouthpiece, then hung up the phone, opened her mobile banking app, and transferred ten million from her Super Platinum account.
Upon returning to the living room, she found that her son had already left; only her daughter, Han Ruixin, was there, staring blankly at the fiery red pendant.
"My daughter, I have something I want to discuss with you, but it might be too dangerous, so..." Mrs. Han stammered, frightened by her own thoughts.
"Mommy, just tell me, what is it? I’m willing to die if it means bringing Brother Chen back!" Han Ruixin said without hesitation.
"Alright, my dear daughter, let’s take it one step at a time. If it really comes to taking that final step, whatever the consequences, Mommy will bear them with you." Mrs. Han said as she gently embraced her daughter and caressed her hair, "Actually, if there were any other way, Mommy would never consider such a dangerous thing, but I know your temperament well. If you failed, you would be depressed for life. It was hard enough watching you stand up again, so Mommy has no choice but to gamble."
"Mmhmm, thank you, Mommy. You’re always the best to me, only you truly understand me."
"Like mother, like daughter. This is just me owing you, if I don’t treat you well, who will? Your father? Humph, Han Dongliang, that guy, he doesn’t deserve to be a qualified father at all." Mrs. Han finished speaking and got up, saying, "I need to check on how their preparations are going."
Right across from Milton Hotel was Hudou Entertainment City. After the meeting, Ou Linlin ran to a private room on the third floor of the entertainment city to sing karaoke by herself. She called it singing, but she was actually just blasting the music, while she herself used binoculars to peer from the third-floor window across the street.
"I must admire myself for this posture," Ou Linlin thought, feeling that if acting career ever failed, she could join the paparazzi and eke out a living.
After observing for about an hour, Ou Linlin quickly called Ye Shu and said, "Ye Shu, it seems we really do have a tough battle the day after tomorrow. Did you know? That shameless mother and daughter duo from the Han family have pulled together the best modeling team from Han City. They are rehearsing. It looks like Han Biao is planning to lead her own bridesmaid group to crash the wedding. To prevent being outmatched by them, it looks like I need to recruit more people to strengthen our bridesmaid squad. If that’s still not enough, we might just let Sun Nan Jue go bite her!"
"Pfft, let Sun Nan Jue bite her? What do you think your man is?" Ye Shu laughed. "Don’t worry, we’ll counter whatever moves they make with a solid plan."
The next morning, with just one day left before the Sheng Family’s grand wedding.
The entire Jin City, from the white-collar workers in high-rise government buildings to the common folk in the streets and alleys, was abuzz with discussions about the possible high-profile wedding crash.
Since it was about crashing the wedding, expectations leaned toward one side failing miserably, ending in tragedy. And with Jin City’s unpredictable weather, the current atmosphere in Jin City really carried the tense air of "clouds gathering over the creeks with the sinking sun, and wind filling the buildings with looming mountain rain."