Back to the Past: The Rise of the False Heiress Marrying the True Tycoon-Chapter 966: Testing Huang Fei
Chapter 966: Testing Huang Fei
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Su Mo had undeniably made her share of mistakes. She should never have destroyed her own body for a man who didn’t love her, nor taken out her anger on her children.
But when it came down to it, the root of all her suffering was Xu Ye, that irresponsible excuse of a man.
A man who shirks responsibility after leaving a woman pregnant and then abandons her? Truly, the worst of humanity.
Hearing Gu Zi’s calm yet firm tone, Su Jing gradually regained her composure. She glanced at the rain-soaked window and asked, “Where’s my brother? Didn’t he send you back home in this weather?”
Gu Zi shook her head. “He was going to, but something urgent came up at the pig farm. You know how bad the swine flu outbreak has been lately—he can’t afford to let his guard down. And to make matters worse, someone tried to sabotage the Daqing Pig Farm today. He had to stay behind to deal with it, so I came back on my own. He’s probably going to be tied up for the next few days.”
Su Jing frowned, concern evident in her voice. “That farm never catches a break. But about Xu Ye… What are we going to do? We can’t just sit here while that scumbag enjoys his life with his family, right under our noses.”
Gu Zi raised an eyebrow and patted Su Jing on the shoulder. “Who said anything about sitting around? I just meant we need to involve your brother in this—he’s the best person to dig deeper. But in the meantime, we’ll take the initiative. Let’s test the waters with Huang Fei.”
Gu Zi’s ability to tackle problems head-on was one of her defining traits. She wasn’t the type to wait unless the situation absolutely required it.
And in this case, patience wasn’t an option. This was about the three children—no matter how powerful the Xu family might be, the Su family was no pushover either. And it was unthinkable to let a man like Xu Ye swoop in and take the children away.
Su Jing looked at Gu Zi with admiration. Young, beautiful, and razor-sharp, her sister-in-law carried herself with a poise that belied her years. Though she was barely more than a girl, her calmness and decisiveness were unparalleled.
Su Jing often felt inadequate in comparison. Approaching thirty herself, she sometimes wondered if she’d wasted her years.
“I’ll follow your lead, sis,” Su Jing finally said, her tone tinged with newfound respect.
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Gu Zi smiled. “Good. We’ll visit Huang Fei together. Let me grab something to bring along—it’s always better to show up with a gift.” She disappeared into the kitchen and returned moments later with a beautifully wrapped cheesecake. The corners of her mouth quirked up in a mischievous smile. “Let’s go.”
As they headed out, Su Jing eyed the cake skeptically. “You’re really bringing that? Isn’t it a bit much for her?”
Gu Zi chuckled. “We’re here to fish for information, aren’t we? A little sweetener won’t hurt. When we get there, I’ll tell her I’m bringing you over to apologize—purely for the sake of neighborly harmony. Play along, but don’t overdo it. Oh, and that line you just said? Feel free to repeat it word for word.”
The two arrived at the Xu family’s door, Gu Zi’s sharp mind already dissecting her strategy. If she suddenly acted overly friendly, Huang Fei—paranoid as she was—might grow suspicious. The woman’s tendency to control everything around her was baffling; how could she be so lax when it came to her own husband?
Gu Zi rang the doorbell. It took a long while before anyone answered, no doubt a deliberate delay on Huang Fei’s part.
Finally, the door swung open to reveal a sour-faced housekeeper. “What do you want? Don’t you know it’s nap time?”
Undeterred, Gu Zi flashed a dazzling smile and lifted the cake slightly, letting its pristine, transparent box catch the light. The cheesecake, with its perfect cheesecloth pattern and rich, golden hue, was a masterpiece.
The housekeeper’s eyes widened, her frosty demeanor momentarily melting. Even she had heard of Gu Zi’s cakes—her notoriously picky mistress had once admitted a weakness for them.
If Huang Fei, of all people, craved these creations, they had to be extraordinary.
