Deeply in Love: The Two-Faced CEO is Too Clingy

Chapter 29 Charity Gala

Chapter Twenty-Nine Charity Gala

Yue Quan's face stiffened, and he said angrily, "Yi Rou, how dare you speak to your elders like that? I'm still your uncle. I've raised you for so many years, and you don't even know how to be grateful? Do you know that your aunt wanted to kick you out two years ago? If I hadn't begged and pleaded, would you have been able to focus on your studies and live at home until now?"

Hearing these words, Yue Yirou smiled sadly through her tears: "Uncle, besides a house, my parents left behind a large sum of money, but very little of it actually went to me. You not only gave the money my parents left me to that mother and daughter, but you also allowed them to take away the house my parents left me. You're so good to them, but unfortunately, they don't seem to treat you very well. Uncle, you'd better watch yourself." You'll regret this one day.

After saying that, Yue Yirou didn't look at Yue Quan again and quickly left.

When Yue Yirou arrived at the hospital, she saw Zou Qian sitting on a chair outside Lu Tingjun's ward, keeping watch. When he saw Yue Yirou, a look of surprise flashed in Zou Qian's eyes, and he immediately stood up to greet her.

"Miss Yue, what brings you here?"

"I've come to see Tingyun. How is he now?"

"Young Master Yun is taking a nap right now."

"I'll go in and check on him."

The VIP ward was filled with the strong smell of medicine, mixed with a faint smell of blood.

Lu Tingyun lay quietly on the hospital bed, his eyes closed, his head wrapped in thick white gauze, with a faint red stain showing through one patch of the gauze. His handsome face was covered in bruises, his lips were pale and his mouth was purplish-blue. His handsome face was so badly beaten that it was a pitiful sight.

There were no injuries on her body, but it was still enough to make Yue Yirou feel sorry for her.

It's been a day, how come his injury is still so serious?

The more Yue Yirou thought about it, the angrier she became, and the deeper her hatred for Yan Ye grew.

Looking at Lu Tingyun's scarred face, Yue Yirou's heart ached and tears welled up uncontrollably. She couldn't help but reach out to gently stroke Lu Tingyun's face, but she withdrew her hand halfway through.

She was afraid of waking him up, and even more afraid of hurting him.

With tears in her eyes, Yue Yirou gazed at Lu Tingyun silently for a few minutes before walking out of the ward.

She dared not stay in the ward for too long. If Tingyun suddenly woke up and saw her, he would surely realize that she was the one who retrieved his jade pendant from Xingye Pavilion.

He gets angry and overthinks.

She couldn't let him know that she already knew about his injury.

Tingyun was the most important person to her in this world; she couldn't lose him.

After leaving the ward, Yue Yirou did not leave immediately. Instead, she sat down on a chair outside the ward and quietly and secretly watched over the man inside.

During this time, after Lu Tingyun woke up, Zou Qian went in several times. She couldn't help but stand up, walk to the door, and secretly look at him through the glass window a few times. Worried that he might accidentally discover her, she even asked the nurse for a mask.

He wasn't actually lying to her; he was indeed working.

As soon as he woke up, he asked Zou Qian to bring him his notebook. He also called Wan Ting's shareholders and begged them in a low voice not to sell the shares to Yan Ye.

Looking at his haggard face covered in bruises, and seeing him struggling to stay alive and desperately trying to save Wan Ting, her heart ached as if it had been pierced by needles.

Originally, she planned to apply for a job at Wanting as soon as she graduated, but who knew that Yan Ye would forcibly acquire Wanting on the eve of graduation.

Yan Ye, that man is absolutely despicable. He not only disrupted her plans but also ruined her life.

Tingyun said he originally planned to propose to her as soon as she graduated. If it weren't for his forced acquisition of Wanting, they might already be preparing for their wedding.

That despicable man! If she ever sees him again, she'll slap him a few times and turn his face into a pig's head.

No, she didn't want to see him again. She never wanted to see that bastard again in her life.

Before long, it was evening. Zou Qian came back from outside with several boxed lunches, talking on the phone as he walked, his face full of joy and excitement.

"Assistant Zou, what's making you so happy?"

After Zou Qian hung up the phone, Yue Yirou smiled and asked, "I've had such bad luck these past few days, I want to share some good fortune with you."

“Good news.” Zou Qian said excitedly, “Director Zhao’s wife will be attending the annual charity gala in S City tonight. Director Zhao dotes on his wife very much and is almost completely obedient to her. If we can persuade his wife, we have a good chance of retaining the shares he holds.”

Upon hearing this, Yue Yirou's eyes lit up with excitement. Tingjun owned two-fifths of Wanting's shares, and Director Zhao held one-fifth of Wanting's shares. If they could protect Director Zhao's shares, they could protect Wanting.

Madam Zhao is a kind and affectionate woman. Tingyun had long wanted to persuade Director Zhao through Madam Zhao, but Madam Zhao always kept to herself and never found an opportunity.

Tonight, such a great opportunity is not to be missed.

The annual charity gala in City S is held at the Royal Resort Villa. It is a gathering of celebrities and can only be attended by invitation. The media is not allowed to participate. People express their love by donating money on the spot. Every penny raised will be used to help the beneficiaries and relief projects in an open and transparent manner.

Mr. Xu Qingping, a charity ambassador, business tycoon, and chairman of the Xu Group, was the organizer of this charity gala.

When Yue Yirou appeared in the gala hall, the gala had already begun. Inside, celebrities from all walks of life were either sitting or standing, chatting in hushed tones, creating a casual and harmonious atmosphere.

A sweet voice occasionally came over the loudspeaker in the lobby, thanking so-and-so for donating so much money.

Yue Yirou's appearance caused a small sensation at the scene, not because she was too dazzling, but because she was too unconventional.

The room was filled with celebrities from all walks of life, all wealthy and powerful, dressed in fashionable and elegant attire. Only she was dressed in cheap casual clothes, looking shabby and completely out of place with the atmosphere.

Considering that women are more likely to talk to each other, Yue Yirou took Zou Qian's place and went to the charity gala alone with the invitation letter from the organizer to Lu Tingyun. Of course, the main purpose was to persuade Director Zhao's wife.

Feeling the strange looks, Yue Yirou couldn't help but feel embarrassed, but what could she do?

Zou Qian had prepared a beautiful and elegant evening gown for her, but with so many hickeys on her body, she wouldn't dare wear it even if she had a hundred lives.

The invitation did not specify the invitee's name, and when she entered, the receptionist looked at her as if she suspected that her invitation had been stolen.

If it weren't for the rule that such events only accept invitations, she probably wouldn't have been able to get in.

Trying to ignore the disdainful looks, Yue Yirou began to look around for Madam Zhao. Madam Zhao had come to Wanting with Director Zhao before, and she had seen her, but they did not know each other.

According to the information Zou Qian received, Mrs. Zhao attended the charity gala alone this time, without Director Zhao present, which increases the chances of success.

She must seize this opportunity and try to persuade her.

Finally, Yue Yirou found Madam Zhao in a relatively quiet corner.

Mrs. Zhao, dressed in a light yellow cheongsam and with her hair in a bun, sat alone on a sofa, drinking coffee and flipping through a charity magazine. Although she was nearly fifty, she was well-maintained and looked no more than forty years old. Her every move exuded elegance and nobility.

This is a fantastic opportunity.

With a gentle and kind smile, Yue Yirou walked towards Madam Zhao.