The CEO's Substitute Ex-Wife-Chapter 197: Social Media Shenanigans and Wedding Plans

Tang Si curiously asked, "Xueru, Nuannuan, don’t you usually use burner accounts on your official websites and Weibo to engage in online fights?"

Tang Shuwen pointed at Chen Xueru. "Her, fighting online? More like being attacked. Her Weibo posts are all very intellectual. She doesn’t get angry no matter what insults she receives, and her official website? Don’t even mention it. She barely checks it once every ten or half a month."

Chen Xueru turned her head to look at him. How did he know that?

Wen Lan asked, "How do you know?"

Didn’t he dislike Xueru? How could he possibly browse Xueru’s Weibo and official website, and even describe it so clearly? Had he been Browse them for a long time?

He seemed truly familiar with them.

Chen Xueru also looked at him suspiciously. Tang Shuwen rubbed his nose, remained silent, and took a drink.

Ye Feimo also glanced at his own Wen Nuan and said, "She doesn’t pick fights either. Last time with the Qinglian drama crew, she got attacked, and to find balance, she went to watch people attacking Zhuo Bingbing instead."

Wen Nuan: "..."

Ye Kelan laughed, "Auntie Xueru, Second Auntie, from now on, you don’t have to personally intervene in online fights. Just let Second Uncle and Uncle Shuwen handle it. They’re so good at it! Or we can do it too; we’ll form a team to fight." frёeweɓηovel_coɱ

Wen Nuan: "..."

Chen Xueru: "..."

Tang Mandong arrived late, rushing over for dessert as soon as she entered. She had gone racing with friends today and missed the premiere. She came straight here afterward. "What are you all talking about so happily? Oh, right, Brother, have you set the date for your wedding with sister-in-law? I want to be a bridesmaid."

"Me too, me too..." Ye Kelan excitedly raised her hand. Tang Mandong frowned, looking at her petite figure. "Kelan, you’re too small to fill out an evening gown."

"Then I’ll just stuff two buns in there, and I’ll still be better than you."

Ye Ningyuan stroked Ye Kelan’s head with satisfaction. Xu Nuo was mortified. How did she give birth to this daughter?

Tang Mandong was no pushover. "Buns? I’m afraid you’ll take them out and eat them halfway through. I’m going to be a bridesmaid. Those who block me die."

Ye Kelan slammed her hand on the table and stood up. "No, I’m going to be a bridesmaid! If you don’t like it, let’s fight. Whoever wins decides."

"Let’s fight then!"

One was a loli-older sister type, the other a standard older sister type. Just as they were about to come to blows, Cheng Anya said, "Didn’t anyone tell you there’s more than one bridesmaid?"

Ye Kelan raised an eyebrow, looking at Cheng Anya with an expression of deep grievance. "Oh, Grandma, why didn’t you say so earlier? Look, my precious hand is red from slamming the table. It’s too damaging to our friendship."

Tang Shuwen was even more speechless.

They were clearly asking if he had set the date, and yet he hadn’t said a word, and the two were already about to fight.

"The date has been chosen: January 1st, auspicious," Wen Lan said.

Cheng Anya’s eyes widened. "Today’s the 24th, and the wedding’s on the 1st? A week’s time? Wen Lan, Tang Si, are you afraid your daughter-in-law will run away? Why the rush?"

Tang Si didn’t interject. Wen Lan said, "Oh, don’t mention it. My son is disappointing. If we don’t do it soon, she really might run."

Tang Mandong gave a thumbs-up. Tang Shuwen coughed a few times. "Mom, please give me some face."

Chen Xueru lowered her head, not speaking.

She had been without family for many years, only having Xiao Nian. Raising Xiao Nian alone was truly difficult. This harmonious atmosphere was something she was experiencing for the first time; this large family truly felt so warm.

She thought that Xiao Nian would receive much, much love.

This New Year, he would also get many, many red envelopes, and many people would dote on him. He would no longer celebrate the New Year relying solely on her.

That was enough.

Cheng Anya also looked at Wen Nuan and Ye Feimo, seriously considering that her son also seemed disappointing. Should she also arrange something for him? What if he really ran off?

"Sister Xueru, I want to be a bridesmaid too," Wen Nuan said.

Chen Xueru woke from her thoughts, subconsciously smiling and nodding. Ye Feimo frowned. Be a bridesmaid for what? Did that mean he had to be a groomsman?

Tang Shuwen, seeing her distracted, felt a slight displeasure.

"So, that means I’ll stay until Shuwen’s wedding before leaving," Ye Ningyuan said, raising an eyebrow and looking at Xu Nuo with an elegant smile. "Nuonuo, don’t take advantage of the situation."

Recently, the anti-terrorism organization and the terrorist organization had clashed, starting a direct war in the Middle East. Xu Nuo had confiscated a batch of virus weapons from Ye Ningyuan. Of course, Ye Ningyuan had also captured over a dozen of her agents, none of whom escaped.

The conflict had been very fierce lately.

This was a matter where no quarter could be given.

"Who’s taking advantage of the situation? You’re playing the victim."

Ye Tianyu, who had been silent all evening, finally spoke. "Dad, only you take advantage of situations. Mommy’s conduct is very upright, unlike you, always playing dirty tricks."

Ye Kelan was her daddy’s little sweetheart. She hugged Ye Ningyuan and said, "Brother is biased. How is Mommy upright? If you put it out there, people would say Daddy is upright and Mommy is sinister."

Ye Feimo said, "Sister-in-law, I support you in taking him down."

"She wishes she could, but unfortunately, she can’t. That batch I sent you last time was your birthday gift; it’s not your birthday every day. Don’t even mention it next time. I still have a dozen of your little pigs locked up, and if I’m unhappy, I’ll slaughter two for fun," Ye Ningyuan said nonchalantly.

Tang Shuwen laughed, "However you two want to play, just don’t play on our turf. Your little brother is afraid it’ll be hard to deal with."

"All from the same mold," Xu Nuo said coolly, sipping her juice.

The men laughed loudly. Chen Xueru and Wen Nuan whispered to each other, seemingly enjoying their conversation.

Ye Third and Tang Si were retired from the "jianghu" (world of affairs), oblivious to its happenings, and didn’t interfere in these matters. These were the younger generation’s domain.

As Tang Mandong drank her dessert, she suddenly looked up and asked, "Wen Nuan, do you know when final exams are?"

Wen Nuan shook her head, looking utterly bewildered. "Sometime in January?"

Tang Mandong’s lips twitched. "Final exams start on the 14th of next month. Your performing arts department is complaining bitterly. This year, all exams are closed-book, the proctors are abnormal, and the questions are very difficult. Don’t fail, or it’ll be in the newspapers! You’ve barely attended any classes this semester."

Wen Nuan: "..."

She teared up. She had been filming so much this year; it seemed she really hadn’t attended many classes.

Wen Lan patted her shoulder and said nonchalantly, "It’s fine. Ye Third used to score 59 on his exams. Don’t be afraid of failing. Just have Feimo help you tamper with your grades."

Wen Nuan: "..."

Was this encouragement to fail?

"Failing exams, I’m so envious. My brother and I never went to school. Illiterates like us don’t understand failing exams," Ye Kelan pouted. Wen Nuan and Chen Xueru exchanged glances. Never went to school?

Illiterates?

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