Wen Qing heard footsteps and immediately put down the teacup.
Seeing Gong Yao approaching, she even felt a sense of relief.
No wonder Old Mr. Gong favored Gong Yao so much.
He was indeed like the old man when he was young.
This time, she bet right.
Wen Qing greeted with a smile, "Fourth Master."
Gong Yao’s eyes held a smile, his face remained expressionless.
"President Wen, you’re flattering me."
"It’s only a matter of time," Wen Qing assured.
Gong Yao did not refute, tacitly agreeing with Wen Qing’s statement.
It truly was only a matter of time.
In Jing City, the era of the Third Young Master was about to end.
Gong Yao got to the point, "President Wen, is the driver taken care of?"
Wen Qing picked up her tea, "Fourth Master, rest assured, since the old master entrusted me, I will naturally do my utmost to complete it."
"I have already let the news out that the driver was terminally ill and had little time left, the public will only think the driver held a grudge against the rich, deliberately causing the accident, and you and the Third Young Master are merely victims."
"Now the driver is dead, everything is without evidence,"
"You just need to insist that the Third Young Master saved you, the public not only won’t blame you, but will also praise you for knowing gratitude and repaying favors."
"As for the Third Young Master... isn’t it all up to you?"
Gong Yao picked up the teacup in front of him, flicked the tea leaves, and lowered his gaze to hide the sharpness in his eyes.
"Him, no rush."
"Once I’ve got everything, I want to see the Third Young Master kneeling for mercy."
"Then return his corpse to the river."
Upon hearing this, Fu Xiuzhu picked up a handkerchief and pressed the corners of her lips.
Not only did she not find Gong Yao ruthless, her eyes were full of admiration instead.
"Play as you will, but don’t delay your father’s big matters."
"Mom, I’m just teaching an unfilial son a lesson on behalf of Dad, once his corpse is retrieved from the river, seeing the dense needle marks on his arm, without Dad saying a word, those supporting him would hurry to cremate and bury the scandal, and then who would they support is obvious."
Gong Yao sipped tea with a smile.
As he looked up, his gaze carried the same shrewd calculation as the old master.
Wen Qing listened to the mother-son conversation and couldn’t help but smile.
She had been threatened by Gong Chen for years.
Now she could finally hold her head high.
As she was contemplating, a maid hurriedly approached from outside the door.
"Madam, Young Master, a call from the front says someone from the Bai Family has arrived."
Fu Xiuzhu snorted coldly, "Bai Family? They wouldn’t come despite invitations before, now the wind has changed, they know how to bow."
Gong Yao, according to the old master’s wishes, had invited Bai Ruoshu a few times.
This Miss Bai always claimed to be busy with work or family matters, clearly showing no respect.
If not for the old master wanting to cooperate with the Bai Family, she would never let her son stoop to such matters.
Fu Xiuzhu chuckled lightly, "Didn’t they see we have guests?"
The maid understood, nodded, "I’ll handle it."
Beside them, Wen Qing’s eyes shifted, forming a different plan in her heart.
She stood up to interrupt, "Madam, wait a moment. The old master is intent on pulling in the Bai Family, now that they’ve come voluntarily, if you and Fourth Master can handle this matter, you’ll have additional support within the Gong Family. The Third Young Master is life-or-death unknown, as long as Miss Bai isn’t foolish, she should know how to choose."
Speaking, Wen Qing approached Fu Xiuzhu, continuing.
"Madam, I’ve heard Mrs. Bai is an interesting person. Why not listen to her purpose in coming here?"
"Even abroad, I’ve heard Mrs. Bai is known as the mediator within social circles, conducts herself impeccably; you mention it, and now I’m a bit curious."
Fu Xiuzhu finished speaking and glanced at Gong Yao.
Gong Yao nodded, "A guest is a guest, a meeting wouldn’t hurt."
Having obtained the answer, Wen Qing softly reminded, "The Third Young Master’s whereabouts are of great importance..."
Fu Xiuzhu laughed coldly and raised a hand to interrupt.
"No one would think of this place. President Wen, go about your business assuredly."
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