Rebirth: CEO's Sweetheart Reaches the Life Pinnacle!-Chapter 149 - 146: Imparting Life Experience

"Long Wu, why are you being so cryptic?" Leng Mochen voiced his displeasure. Long Wu was downright chatty, babbling about anything with anyone.

Long Wu chuckled helplessly, "See? I haven’t even said anything yet, and Leng Er is already so worked up! Is it really necessary? I’m just sharing some life tips and principles with Sisi, that’s all."

"We don’t need any of your nonsense! Sisi, don’t listen to him ramble! Nothing decent comes out of his mouth!" Leng Mochen scoffed. He might not know Long Wu inside and out, but at least fifty percent of what made him tick was clear: besides his known business acumen, his mind was preoccupied with chasing women. What sensible advice could he possibly offer?

"It’s fine! What’s the harm in listening?" Li Si shot him a reassuring glance.

Long Wu exaggeratedly clapped his hands, "See? This is what I call a kindred spirit, a true confidant! Sisi, honestly, my point is simple. Financially, you’re certainly not lacking. You’ve made millions just off me, but outsiders don’t know that. So tell me, won’t people have the perception that you’re dependent on Leng Er? Especially if it comes to his family—might they think that way too?"

He understood the thoughts of these people well and voiced his concerns to prevent Li Si from being complacent. Leng Er’s mother had been fiercely opposed to his previous relationship with Xuanxuan’s family due to their insufficient financial standing. Who’s to say the current approval of their relationship was not just a stalling tactic? And what about the future? These matters demand careful consideration.

Li Si nodded as she listened. What he said resonated with her deeply; it was true given the current circumstances. Tradition always valued matching social status.

On the surface, it seemed like she and Leng Mochen were worlds apart in status—if she were to describe it, she might as well be the impoverished Cinderella, while he was the wealthy prince. ƒreewebɳovel.com

Meanwhile, unlike the jovial atmosphere surrounding Li Si, the Ye Family mentioned by them was now immersed in an air of tension and gravity.

Ye Cheng, the head of the Ye Family, had no idea where his tie was, and two buttons of his suit shirt were casually undone.

Tian Yaru sat trembling on the sofa opposite him, her eyes filled with pleading as she gazed at him.

Her lips quivered a few times before she finally spoke, "Old Ye, is what you said earlier true?"

She never imagined that the Ye Family, which had always loomed large like a giant beast, would now find itself so stretched thin.

Ye Cheng nodded heavily. He hadn’t wanted to say it, but when he saw his wife still indulging in lavish wastefulness and behaving imperiously, he couldn’t stand it anymore. The pressure of recent times had become suffocating. It was time to reveal the truth; hopefully, she’d finally grasp the gravity of it.

Before the world learned about the Ye Family’s struggles, he had hurriedly arranged an engagement with the Yin Family. Though it might not entirely help them overcome their immediate difficulties, at least it projected an image of newfound strength to outsiders.

Tian Yaru jumped to her feet, her eyes wide with shock. "How could this be possible? Old Ye, no matter what, the Ye Family carries a reputation in Beijing. How could it come to this? Old Ye, now that we’re in-laws with the Yin Family, even if this situation is true, can they really just stand by and do nothing?"

Her comforting words lacked conviction even in her own heart. The Yin Family wasn’t pushover material either, and her daughter Weiwei alone might not be able to exert any substantial control.

"Forget it, Xiao Ru. Who can predict what will happen? It all depends on Weiwei’s fortune now." Ye Cheng sighed. In this life, he hadn’t had a son to inherit the family business. He had assumed that by bringing in a son-in-law beneath their stature, he’d at least retain control in the long term.

But the twists and turns of fate had been too abrupt; this blow had left both him and the entire Ye Family blindsided.

Tian Yaru’s eyes flickered with movement as a potential solution crossed her mind. "Old Ye, don’t worry. Tomorrow, I’ll visit my younger sister and see if the Yan Family can lend us a hand!"

Ye Cheng’s eyes brightened. While the Yan Family operated in a different industry, they were equally formidable, and Yan Jinzhi still carried considerable clout. If he could secure their support, then wouldn’t their adversaries hesitate to attack?

"Xiao Ru, that would be amazing! I just wonder if they’ll be willing to step in and help us."

Tian Yaru confidently waved it off, "No problem. After all these years, my younger sister listens to me in all matters. If I ask her, she can’t refuse."

When it came to anyone else, she couldn’t guarantee success. But with her sister, Tian Yaruo, she was certain she’d agree; their conflicts had only ever stemmed from trivial disagreements, mainly because of that girl Li Si.

"Great! Xiao Ru, I’ll be waiting for your good news! By the way, Weiwei, where has she gone so late?" Ye Cheng hadn’t seen his daughter since returning from the hotel.

Tian Yaru’s face showed a hint of unease, but she quickly lowered her head to cover it up. "Where else could she go? She’s happy about the engagement, so she went out with some friends to celebrate. She’ll be back soon! Old Ye, let’s get some rest—it’s been a long and tiring day."

Ye Cheng didn’t think much of it and grabbed his clothes to head into the bathroom for a shower.

As the sound of running water echoed from within, Tian Yaru rushed to the hallway, softly shut the door, and pulled out her phone. She dialed the number she’d already tried countless times.

On the other end, the automated female voice responded, "Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily out of service."

She bit her lip, hesitating. Her daughter may have been a little spoiled, but she generally didn’t cross any major lines. Could she have...? No, she quickly shook her head. Where could Weiwei possibly go?

Should she call Yin Xian? But what if they weren’t together? Then how would she explain herself?

Pacing back and forth for a long time, Tian Yaru finally decided to dial Yin Xian’s number.

It rang for a while without being answered. Just as she was about to give up, the call connected.

"Hello? Is this Yin Xian?" she asked urgently.

"Mom, what are you doing?" The chaotic background noise on the other end revealed her daughter’s voice—likely from drinking at a bar. Weiwei sounded slightly slurred due to the alcohol.

Tian Yaru felt half-relieved and half-worried. "Weiwei, why didn’t you answer your phone? Are you with Yin Xian right now?"

"Mom, we’re at the bar drinking. I’ll head back in a bit! Bye now, Mom!" Without waiting for a reply, Weiwei hung up.

Her abruptness nearly made Tian Yaru lose her temper. But she brushed it off, reasoning that young people are entitled to their fun—especially post-engagement, she had no grounds to interfere. The sound of water stopping came from the bathroom, prompting her to put the phone away and focus on finding her change of clothes.

At the bar, Yin Xian and Ye Duowei sat in a booth on the second floor, surrounded by bottles of whiskey, red wine, and white wine, some empty and scattered across the table.

Yin Xian was now fully drunk; he hadn’t even been able to answer the phone earlier.

Ye Duowei dropped her phone onto the couch, casually yelling at the drunken man sprawled on the sofa, "Brother Xian, you’re mine! No one can take you away from me!"

Yin Xian couldn’t respond, and Ye Duowei leaned closer, staring at him with dazed and unfocused eyes. She poked at him, mumbling, "Don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking. You’re upset because I badmouthed Li Si to Yin Qi, right? That’s why you’re drinking. You think I’m stupid?"

The bar’s waiter approached with a bottle of Lafite in hand. "Miss, here’s the wine you ordered. Should I open it for you?"

Ye Duowei flashed a smile at the waiter, and a plan suddenly formed in her mind. Gesturing for him to come closer, she whispered something.

The music in the bar drowned out most of the conversation, but the waiter understood enough. Based on his experience, there were guest rooms upstairs where patrons could rest—plus, tips were always a good incentive. Happily, he helped her support the completely unresponsive Yin Xian and escorted them to room 805.

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