Inside a presidential suite of a five-star hotel on a bustling commercial street in Yuzhong District, Wudu.
Su Fei'ang sat on a plush sofa, watching surveillance footage. Beside him were his third uncle, Su Jianxiong, and his third aunt, Han Yun.
In the afternoon, Han Yun had gone to Su Wanran's home and, as per Su Fei'ang's instructions, installed all the surveillance equipment.
However, they never expected that after only a few hours, before any useful information could be gathered, it would all be dismantled.
Su Jianxiong chuckled and said, "I never imagined Wanran had such capability to dismantle our surveillance equipment so quickly. I thought it would last at least ten days to half a month, but it didn't even last a full day."
Su Fei'ang's expression was grim.
He bit his lip and said, "Not only were the surveillance devices removed, but your alliance has also been exposed. It will be difficult for you to gather information from Wanran's side anymore."
Silence fell upon them for a moment.
Han Yun said, "What's the big deal? In my opinion, Su Wanran is not to be feared at all! Fei'ang, you are the eldest son and grandson. With the Old Master gone, the position of family head should be yours. That little girl Su Wanran wanting to be the family head is simply a pipe dream!"
"We can't put it that way."
Su Fei'ang said, "Isn't Jiang Mengxin also just a girl? Yet she became the head of the Jiang family. Now that Su Wanran has brought Jiang Mengxin here, her intentions are clear to everyone."
Su Jianxiong sneered, "Jiang Mengxin? Heh. Fei'ang, don't worry. Tomorrow, at the funeral, I will deal with this troublesome Jiang Mengxin for you."
Oh?
Everyone looked at Su Jianxiong.
Su Fei'ang asked, "Jiang Mengxin's status is not simple. Does Third Uncle have the confidence for a decisive blow?"
Su Jianxiong smiled, "This is Wudu, not Jinling! If Jiang Mengxin dares to disobey me, I'll have her enter standing and leave horizontally!"
...
The next morning, Su Wanran, Jiang Mengxin, and the others finished their morning routines and breakfast before driving to the funeral venue.
Before they left, they had meticulously planned every step, knowing that today's actions would be fraught with difficulties.
Upon arrival at the scene.
As a relative of the deceased and one of the contenders for the family head, Su Wanran went to kneel in the memorial hall of Old Master Su.
From the memorial hall outwards, rows of wreaths were placed.
Groups of mourners wept profusely.
"The Old Master must have had good connections in life, with so many people crying so sadly." Jiang Mengxin remarked.
Suddenly.
A man in a black suit approached Jiang Mengxin.
He said, "Hello, President Jiang. I am Su Jianxiong, Su Wanran's third uncle. I have something to discuss with you. Could we move aside for a moment?"
Third uncle?
Jiang Mengxin became instantly cautious.
Weren't the surveillance devices discovered last night installed by this third uncle and aunt? They were all on Su Fei'ang's side, enemies of Su Wanran!
Jiang Mengxin asked, "What is it that cannot be said here?"
Su Jianxiong chuckled, "It's indeed inconvenient to discuss here. President Jiang, please follow me."
In front of so many people, and in broad daylight, Jiang Mengxin believed there wouldn't be any problem, so she followed Su Jianxiong into a sumptuously decorated empty room.
As soon as they entered, bodyguards closed the door and stood guard.
Jiang Mengxin asked, "Mr. Su, what do you have to tell me?"
Su Jianxiong said, "President Jiang, Family Head Jiang, I know you are a powerful figure in Jinling, and your status is not ordinary. You are also Su Wanran's close friend. This trip to Wudu, besides attending our Old Master's funeral, your most important objective is to help Su Wanran win the position of family head, right?"
So direct?
There wasn't even the slightest pretense.
Jiang Mengxin didn't rush to respond, wanting to see what tricks he would play.
Su Jianxiong continued, "We are all intelligent people, and intelligent people speak frankly. President Jiang, to be honest, I do not wish for you to help Su Wanran. I kindly ask you to return to Jinling after attending today's funeral."
What the hell!
So he was here to give her a dismissal order.
Jiang Mengxin let out a cold laugh.
As the family head of the Jiang family, and having recently achieved success in Modu, she wasn't someone who could be easily intimidated.
She was just about to speak.
Su Jianxiong placed a card on the table and said, "Here is ten million. A small token of my appreciation, nothing substantial."
Ten million to buy off Jiang Mengxin?
Jiang Mengxin found it amusing.
She scoffed, "What do you take me for? You want to buy me off with ten million? Do you think I lack this kind of money?"
"You don't lack this money," Su Jianxiong said. "This is merely a small gesture to make you feel a little more comfortable. As long as President Jiang agrees to return to Jinling, I will offer significant rewards later."
"No need," Jiang Mengxin replied. "I will always stand with Wanran. If you want to support Su Fei'ang as the family head, then fight me head-on with real swords and guns, don't resort to these despicable tricks. Farewell."
With that,
Jiang Mengxin turned to leave. Su Jianxiong did not stop her.
When Jiang Mengxin opened the door, she was surprised to find two bodyguards standing there, completely blocking her exit!
Her movement was restricted.
Jiang Mengxin turned back to look at Su Jianxiong, "Mr. Su, what is the meaning of this?"
Su Jianxiong laughed heartily, "Isn't the meaning obvious? President Jiang, you are being stubborn and insisting on opposing us, insisting on helping Su Wanran. Then, I'm sorry, I can only resort to some special measures."
Jiang Mengxin felt a surge of panic.
She hadn't expected Su Jianxiong to be so unscrupulous. This was at Old Master Su's funeral, and he, as a son, dared to act so recklessly!
Su Jianxiong looked at Jiang Mengxin with a wicked grin, "President Jiang, your beautiful face and magnificent figure, many men would love to have a taste of it."
Things were getting increasingly inappropriate.
Jiang Mengxin silently took out her phone, but the bodyguard behind her snatched it away.
"You!" Jiang Mengxin was both anxious and angry.
Su Jianxiong clapped his hands, and immediately, five or six burly men rushed in, each staring at Jiang Mengxin with unbridled lust, saliva dripping onto the floor.
Faced with such a scene, Jiang Mengxin truly began to panic.
She already knew what Su Jianxiong was planning to do.
Indeed.
Su Jianxiong said, "Jiang Mengxin, where do you think you are? Do you think Wudu is a place where you can do whatever you please? Here, dragons must coil and tigers must lie low! Today, I will teach you a lesson and show you that you are nothing in Wudu!"
After speaking.
He snapped his fingers, "This delicious little lamb will be a treat for you hungry wolves. Enjoy it slowly, and clean up nicely."
The several burly men simultaneously revealed greedy smiles, rubbing their hands together as they advanced towards Jiang Mengxin.