QT: The Rescue Of The Miserable Bigshots-Chapter 235 - 8.22

"Hiss..."

When Jiang Jiamian opened his heavy eyelids and let out a hoarse sound, it was already the next day.

He lay in bed dazed for a while before trying to sit up abruptly, only to collapse again from the numbness and fatigue coursing through his body.

"What’s wrong?"

Fu Yanchen had just walked in with a bowl of porridge when he saw Jiang Jiamian struggling to sit up, only to fall back. He immediately set the porridge aside and rushed over to support him, "What is it? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Jiang Jiamian exhaled and steadied his breath before saying, "Did you forget? We told my dad yesterday that people from Jinsheng Group are going to sign the contract today. I have to go and be there."

He wasn’t sure if his father had come to a decision, but Jiang Jiamian had already made up his mind. If necessary, he would personally confess more of the truth to ensure this deal went through.

He couldn’t let the Jiang family fall victim to the Fu family again.

After all, nothing good ever came from being entangled with the Fu family.

Even Fu Yanchen, a member of that same family, was doing everything he could to get revenge on them, wasn’t he?

"So that’s what you’re worried about."

Fu Yanchen couldn’t help but chuckle lowly, rubbing Jiang Jiamian’s head to soothe him. But seeing Jiang Jiamian’s increasingly irritated expression, he reluctantly moved his hand to his shoulder instead and gently pulled him into an embrace, "Don’t worry. I’ve already had someone handle it. Uncle didn’t refuse. Just now, the company’s person in charge called and said the contract has been signed. The Fu family won’t know about this for the time being."

If the Fu family found out... How would they even have the time to be happy?

They were probably still waiting, waiting for the Jiang family, humiliated by Jiang Jiamian’s engagement scandal, to come crawling, say a few nice words, and obediently agree to the cooperation.

He couldn’t wait to see the look on their faces when they realized Jiang’s company had already secured another partner.

A few days later, the deadline for finalizing the project was approaching, but the Jiang family still hadn’t made any move. Having received no response after several attempts to reach out, Old Master Fu finally lost his patience.

"Jiang Jiamian is still living with your older brother?"

"Yes, Dad."

Fu Xiaoyuan’s face was a little ugly. He was convinced Jiang Jiamian was deliberately humiliating him by staying with Fu Yanchen.

But this also showed that his choice was right. Jiang Jiamian was petty and vindictive, shameless even.

Tang Tang was still the best, gentle, smart, and sensible.

"The Jiang family has not contacted you?"

Mr. Fu couldn’t help asking.

He was the one making all the decisions for the Fu family. If the Jiang family had reached out to discuss cooperation, he would have known immediately.

But so far, there was nothing. Mr. Fu couldn’t help but wonder, was Jiang Zhihong feeling too humiliated to come forward? Had he perhaps gone straight to Fu Xiaoyuan, the future son-in-law, and tried to smooth things over in private?

"No." Fu Xiaoyuan said, shaking his head. "Why? Didn’t they come to discuss cooperation?"

Old Master Fu’s face darkened, his brows knitting together, "Could it be they feel too ashamed to reach out? Xiaoyuan, go over and talk to them. If needed, tell them plainly, if Jiang family is willing to make more concessions, we’ll cover up Jiang Jiamian’s embarrassment."

After all, both Fu Yanchen and Fu Xiaoyuan bore the Fu surname, and Jiang Jiamian was a marriage partner he himself had selected. If things truly blew up, the Fu family wouldn’t be able to escape embarrassment either.

If the Jiang family simply showed sincerity and admitted fault, it would benefit both families.

"But Dad, I don’t want to go. Jiang Jiamian humiliated me. Why should I go to them?" Fu Xiaoyuan protested, "Didn’t you say you would cancel the engagement once the timing was right?"

"Are you stupid?" Old Master Fu’s face turned blue with rage, "This is about cooperation! Right now, everything depends on that. Once it’s done, cancel the engagement, fight with him, I don’t care. But if you can’t even endure this little bit for the sake of the big picture, how can you be my son?!"

Fu Xiaoyuan didn’t dare argue. But inwardly, he was full of resentment.

So that’s what it came down to, he didn’t put profit first.

Old Master Fu looked at his sulking son and grew even more annoyed, "Go. And if you mess this up, don’t even think about seeing Tang Tang again."

Did this fool really think the Fu family would turn a blind eye to him getting involved with Tang Tang?

Before, he had kept Tang Tang around only to pressure the Jiang family, make them understand they couldn’t act complacent just because of a marriage alliance.

They needed the Fu family. Otherwise, even a nobody like Tang Tang, as long as the Fu family wanted, could replace them.

Fu Xiaoyuan’s heart dropped. His voice trembled, "Dad?!"

Was he planning to get rid of Tang Tang?

"What are you standing there for? Go! We need to squeeze the most out of this deal. They’ve dragged their feet long enough, it’s only right that you, the future son-in-law, go speak on behalf of the family. Or do you expect me to go?" freёwebnoѵel.com

"Yes, Dad. I’ll go now."

Fu Xiaoyuan turned and rushed out.

Watching his son’s hurried figure disappear, Old Master Fu sighed.

This son was easy to control, but ultimately useless.

The smart ones always threatened his authority. The obedient ones... were disappointments.

Why couldn’t he have a son who was obedient, capable, and trouble-free?

"Old Chen."

"Master." The old servant stepped in promptly.

"Later, go inform Yuan Yuan and her son, I’m holding a birthday banquet next month. This year, I’ll make an exception and invite them too."

"Yes, Master."

Old Chen’s eyes flickered with sudden understanding.

The master was growing dissatisfied with the second young master. It seemed the one outside might finally have a chance to enter the Fu family.

A storm was coming.

But even if he saw it coming, as a servant, it wasn’t his place to intervene.

He already knew too much.

If one day the master grew displeased, who knew when he might be silenced?

Although he didn’t agree with many of the master’s methods, all he could do was serve quietly, speak less, and observe more.

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