Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master's Wife-Chasing Strategy

Duan Linbai was single-handedly taking charge of Joe's design exhibition, but many people wanted a piece of the pie. He had a big appetite and could swallow all the cake himself, so why should he share it with others?

The Qiao family was affected by the rumors, so it naturally affected Tang Wangjin's exhibition. Who knew how many people were behind this matter?

After all, the Duan family had always made people envious in the business world. There were too many people who wanted to see their family suffer a loss and fall. There were many people in this world who couldn't bear to see others doing well. Initially, they said that Tang Wangjin was the light of the country. But now, some people had already started to boycott him.

They even said that the price of his tickets was too high, and his touted works weren't worth the money.

"That's nonsense. One ticket is eighty-eight yuan, and we even give souvenirs and handicrafts. People can enter and leave the exhibition hall freely during the day. How is this expensive?" Tang Jingci had a headache when she saw the comments online.

"Those expensive tickets are all from scalpers. Why are they blaming us?

"Are these people brainless? It's already been clarified on the official website, yet they're still clinging on to this."

Song Fengwan saw that she was angry, so she walked behind her and reached out to squeeze her shoulder. "Ignore them. Some people can't be reasoned with. I'll get you a glass of water."

At this moment, the two of them were carrying out the final inspection in the exhibition hall. The exhibition was the day after tomorrow. After the inspection today, the hall would be completely sealed.

Just as Song Fengwan was pouring water for her, a staff member hurriedly pushed the door open and entered. "Miss Tang, something happened outside."

"Are there more reporters here?"

There had been reporters since morning, and it had been an endless stream.

"No, it's that group of deaf and mute people squatting at the entrance. We don't know what they want to do. They're probably here for the person who was arrested last night."

If it were anyone else, Tang Jingci would have called the police long ago. But this group of people was difficult to deal with.

It was difficult to communicate with them, and they couldn't be touched.

"The reporters are still interviewing them as if they're the victims," the staff member said indignantly. "Are we just going to let them squat at the door?"

Tang Jingci pinched the space between her eyebrows. "This is the only thing we can do for the time being. If we go out now and there's a conflict, those reporters will definitely make a big fuss."

It would only worsen the situation. She couldn't take that risk.

"Okay, I'll get the security guards to be careful."

After the staff member left, Song Fengwan passed the glass of water to her. "Have some water. It'll be fine."

"I really didn't expect things to turn out like this just because I rejected someone's request.

Song Fengwan sat beside her.

In fact, the paint splash incident and the subsequent stalking incident were all because of a few Weibo posts by the girl in the wheelchair. Actually, before her Weibo posts, she had reposted the design exhibition's official Weibo and said, "It would be nice if they could give the deaf and mute children some space."

Soon after, she posted another message, saying that she would find connections to negotiate with the other party and see if they could cooperate.

She had given some people hope, but Tang Jingci had rejected her, leading to the current situation.

From all angles, she had done it out of goodwill and didn't seem to be responsible for anything. But Song Fengwan felt uncomfortable that Tang Jingci was being reviled because of her.

Now, these people were using the excuse of their physical disabilities to make Tang Jingci reconcile with them. No matter from which angle, it was moral kidnapping.

Coupled with the turmoil in the Qiao family, she was practically being roasted over a fire.

"I'll discuss this with my father again. Wanwan, I'll send you back to school first." Tang Jingci took a few sips of water and got up to leave the exhibition hall.

***

They left through the back door and didn't encounter any reporters.

It was still Jiang Ershao who came to pick them up.

After Jiang Ershao was arrested yesterday, he had gone home to wash up a few times. He had even gone to a hot spring in the middle of the night, but he still felt disgusted.

When he finally felt better, Duan Linbai called him in the middle of the night.

He didn't offer any condolences and just laughed out loud.

"Second Jiang, I heard that you were touched by a man? Haha, I only asked you to drive Miss Tang around and protect her. You didn't have to sacrifice so much!

"I heard you even betrayed your purity. Haha…

"Say, how miserable are you?"

Jiang Ershao was dumbfounded. Is this what he thinks?

Song Fengwan was the one who came up with the idea, but his goddess had spoken, so how could he reject her?

When he saw Song Fengwan, he still felt a little ashamed. "Where are we going now?"

"Let's go to Beijing University first. We'll send Wanwan back to her dormitory. Sorry to trouble you again." Tang Jingci felt embarrassed to keep getting him to run back and forth. But Qiao Xiyan had gone to the police station again and wasn't back yet, so she could only trouble him.

"It's fine."