The incident where Wendy Fang offended Ms. Shaw reached Linda Fang's ears.
Linda Fang sneered, "She's not fit for polite society. There are plenty of daughters from poor families, but none as lacking in decorum as her."
The assistant said, "Mrs. Fang, isn't Wendy Fang a bit too petty? Just because William Fan and Ms. Shaw went into a hotel, she barged in and started hitting people. If William Fan ever does business with other women, won't Wendy Fang cause a scene every time? There are men and women in business. It's not like women can't do business, right?"
"William Fan still doesn't realize this. It's fine, he'll figure it out sooner or later." Linda Fang snorted softly and said, "Call Wendy Fang over. It's time for her to see how things really work."
The assistant, holding back laughter, said, "Mrs. Fang, you're really something. Showing off your wealth in front of Wendy Fang every day—her eyes must be dazzled by now."
"That's exactly the effect I want." Linda Fang casually spun the jade ring on her finger and said, "Money is a wonderful thing—it reveals true character."
"Yes, Mrs. Fang."
Wendy Fang soon arrived at the Fan family again, and this time the servant led her to Linda Fang's study.
Only today did Wendy Fang realize that the lady of the house could have her own private study—and it was especially spacious.
As soon as she entered, Wendy Fang saw Linda Fang sitting at the desk, signing documents with swift strokes.
"Mrs. Fang, you called for me." Wendy Fang stood politely to the side, though her gaze unconsciously drifted toward a human-sized safe nearby.
The safe door was open at the moment, and everything inside was on full display.
Linda Fang said to Wendy Fang, "Wait a moment."
"Yes." Wendy Fang waited obediently, ears perked up to listen closely.
"These are the jewels to be deposited. After inspection, they'll be sealed away." Linda Fang pointed at a row of jewels on the desk and said, "Be extra careful. These are the Fan family's heirlooms, meant for the future daughter-in-law."
At the mention of heirlooms, Wendy Fang's eyes immediately darted over.
The jewels sparkled brilliantly, clearly worth a fortune.
Just thinking that these would one day belong to her made Wendy Fang's heart race with excitement.
At that moment, someone came in from outside, dressed in an insurance company uniform, wearing white gloves and carrying a black case. He politely greeted Linda Fang: "Mrs. Fang, may we begin?"
Linda Fang nodded.
The staff sat to the side and began methodically inspecting each piece of jewelry. As each item was authenticated, it was sealed away, and a transfer report was issued. With each report, they updated Linda Fang: "Mrs. Fang, this is a 13th-century necklace from the British royal family, worn by the queen at her coronation, now valued at 13 million. This is a pearl-embroidered jacket presented by a prince to Empress Dowager Cixi for her fiftieth birthday, worth 21 million. This is a limited-edition crown designed by jeweler P&Q for the millennium, once worn by a princess of the NW royal family, valued at 30 million..."
Listening to all this, Wendy Fang's jaw dropped in disbelief!
Even a random piece of jewelry was worth tens of millions!
So this pile of jewels must be worth several hundred million, right?
Hundreds of millions!
So the Fan family is this wealthy!
And this is just a portion of the jewelry!
Wendy Fang glanced at Linda Fang's calm expression, as if these treasures were just trinkets worth a few bucks—she didn't care at all. The sight made Wendy Fang's eyes sting with envy!
Wendy Fang was desperate to marry into the Fan family and inherit this mountain of jewelry.
"Mrs. Fang, here's the full inventory. Please review and sign here." The insurance company staff respectfully handed the list to Linda Fang.
Linda Fang glanced at it, signing as she asked casually, "How much jewelry have I stored with you over the years?"
"Including today's batch, that's sixty-eight pieces in total, valued at 2.3 billion." the staff replied politely.
Clang! Wendy Fang lost her grip, and her water cup clattered onto the table.
Linda Fang glanced over, and Wendy Fang's face turned bright red. "Sorry, I didn't mean to."
Linda Fang didn't say a word and continued speaking to the insurance staff, "Let's seal these for now. They're meant to be passed down to future generations, so having a detailed list will make the handover easier."
"Alright." The insurance staff took the receipt, and under the watchful eyes of several bodyguards, quickly left the Fan family with the case.
It was only then that Linda Fang seemed to remember Wendy Fang was even there. She spoke lightly, "What a headache! I don't even like wearing jewelry, but William Fan is so thoughtful. He always brings me a piece or two from the auction house. Too many at home isn't proper, so I have to store them with the insurance company. Their security is reliable."
When Wendy Fang heard that William Fan had bought them, her eyes lit up instantly.
If she married William Fan, wouldn't all these treasures be hers?
Wendy Fang's heart burned even hotter with anticipation.
"I only called you over today to ask how things have been between you two lately." Linda Fang didn't miss the greed in Wendy Fang's eyes, but pretended not to notice. "The chef just got some fresh ingredients, so come and learn a few dishes. When William Fan is busy with work, you should take good care of his meals."
"Yes, yes, I'll definitely learn!" Wendy Fang had never been so enthusiastic—she wished she could master every skill and win William Fan's heart!
Wendy Fang spent half the day in the kitchen learning from the chef before leaving.
From start to finish, Linda Fang never questioned Wendy Fang about hitting Serena Shaw.
If you wish to destroy someone, you must first drive them mad.
After seeing so much wealth, Wendy Fang realized it was too late to turn back.
Back at her apartment, Wendy Fang couldn't stop thinking about Linda Fang's pile of priceless jewelry.
Wendy Fang always thought a piece of jewelry worth tens of thousands was already extravagant, but she never imagined there could be treasures this valuable.
Even owning just one piece would be a huge status symbol, right?
Wendy Fang absentmindedly stirred her soup, thinking about how to bring up the fact that she still lacked a decent piece of jewelry.
Since Wu Ling could easily buy such expensive jewelry for his mother, wouldn't getting one for her be reasonable too?
Isn't it a boyfriend's job to buy things for his girlfriend?
Just as she was thinking this, she heard the door open outside.
Wu Ling came in, looking utterly exhausted.
"Wu Ling, you're back? I made soup for you." Wendy Fang hadn't finished speaking before Wu Ling walked past her expressionlessly and collapsed onto the sofa.
Wu Ling really was worn out.
To fix the mess Wendy Fang made, he not only gave up a hefty profit, but also picked out a piece of jewelry worth ten million as an apology gift for Xiao Yuanyuan. That finally turned things around, allowing him to sign the contract with Xiao Yuanyuan and secure the Y City market.
Wu Ling touched the box in his pocket and breathed a sigh of relief.
Thankfully, Xiao Yuanyuan accepted the gift. Otherwise, he wouldn't have known how to apologize.
"I'm tired," William Fan said to Wendy Fang in a flat voice. "I'm going to take a shower first."
After saying that, William Fan took off his jacket, hung it on the rack, and reminded her, "Don't touch this jacket."
After William Fan went into the bathroom, Wendy Fang felt a restless curiosity, like a cat itching to know more.
William Fan didn't want her to touch that jacket—was he hiding something in it?
Wendy Fang's eyes darted around. Hearing the water running in the bathroom, she tiptoed over and reached into the jacket pocket.
Suddenly, Wendy Fang felt a hard box in the pocket.
Almost as if possessed, Wendy Fang pulled out the box and opened it.
Inside was a teardrop-shaped ruby pendant, lying peacefully in the brocade box.
The moment Wendy Fang saw the pendant, she held her breath.
It's gorgeous!
Wendy Fang pulled out a certificate from the box, and the price printed on it made her eyes go wide in shock!
Ten million!
Was this William Fan's gift for her?
Oh my god!
She felt so lucky!
So her senior had quietly prepared such a huge surprise for her!
Her senior was really too good to her!
Wendy Fang guessed this was William Fan's surprise for her, so she decided to pretend she didn't know.
She carefully put the jewelry back and tiptoed away, full of anticipation for William Fan to give her the surprise himself.
But she waited and waited, and after two days, William Fan still hadn't given her the surprise.
One day, Wendy Fang dragged Chen Chuan to the mall to shop, casually showing off how much William Fan adored her.
As she was bragging, Chen Chuan suddenly tugged her arm. "Hey? Why is Senior with that pretty woman again?"
Wendy Fang followed Chen Chuan's gaze and saw, at a shop on the other side of the elevator, William Fan smiling warmly at Serena Shaw and saying something, then pushing the brocade box toward her.
When Wendy Fang saw that box, her mind went blank; she didn't hear a word Chen Chuan said.
That jewelry wasn't for her?
It was for that woman?
Just as Wendy Fang arrived, Serena Shaw picked up the pendant and thanked William Fan with a bright smile. "Oh, how could I accept this? You really went to so much trouble, Mr. Fan."
William Fan smiled and said, "I've heard for years that this pendant was a lost Shaw family heirloom. Now it's finally back where it belongs."
That question hit Wendy Fang right in the heart.
Wu Ling really had never given her anything so valuable!
Wendy Fang's anger flared up again, and without thinking, she rushed over.
Just as Wendy Fang arrived, Xiao Yuanyuan picked up the pendant and thanked Wu Ling with a bright smile. "Oh, how could I accept this? You really went to so much trouble, Mr. Fan."
Wu Ling smiled and said, "I've heard for years that this pendant was a lost Xiao family heirloom. Now it's finally back where it belongs."
Before Xiao Yuanyuan could say more, a figure rushed in like the wind, stopped in front of Wu Ling, and slapped him across the face.
Slap!
Five finger marks instantly appeared on Wu Ling's face.
"Wu Ling, you jerk!" Wendy Fang's shrill voice rang out in the store.