Chapter 28: The Adopted Daughter of a Wealthy Family Leaks Telepathy 28 New Story Started “Mom…

Chapter 28: The Heiress’s Inner Monologue Leaks (New Story 'Mom...' Now Live)

Li Yunhui's face twisted in displeasure as she zeroed in on Ding Jie amidst the crowd and asked, "How long ago did you see them?"

Initially, few had noticed it was Ding Jie who spoke, but now, thanks to Li Yunhui's question, everyone knew.

Ding Jie hesitated before reluctantly admitting it was twenty minutes ago.

Now things were getting juicy!

So this was why the Ding family had appeared so composed while celebrating the Fu family's birthday—they had been waiting for this moment all along!

The question was whether this was the Ding family's scheme or Fu Dongfeng's own doing. Either way, the Ding family clearly had malicious intentions.

Some pitied Li Yunhui—her loving husband pulling this stunt in public at such an occasion would be humiliating enough to haunt her for life, even if it was a setup.

Others revelled in her downfall. With similar family backgrounds, why should Li Yunhui alone enjoy marital bliss and filial children? Now that such a scandal had erupted, they were determined to savor every moment and watch her lose face.

Xu Ziyan was finally getting excited. "This is next-level! The main event is about to unfold! How come I never realized I was such a gossip? I live for this tea! Where's Ding Yao? This is his chance to play the good son—he'd better not be dumb enough to rag on old man Ding now!"

Ding Yao, who had been fixing Yang Anni’s gown at the edge of the crowd, froze upon hearing this thought. What did that mean? Was he part of this? What kind of 'good son' was he supposed to be? Why weren't there more details?

Already, someone was deliberately stirring trouble. "Twenty minutes is way too long—something must have happened. Let's go check."

"Yeah, let's all go together. If there's trouble, we can help."

Some had ill intentions, while others wanted to intervene, but in the end, the entire group headed toward that room. The door had excellent soundproofing, but the moment Li Yunhui pushed it open slightly, graphic sounds spilled out, making her expression even grimmer.

Someone snickered under their breath, "This is way too wild—talk about stamina for an old guy!"

"Shh—keep it down, but they really are like dry wood meeting a blazing fire."

A lady standing beside Li Yunhui grabbed her arm and kindly said, "Perhaps someone had too much to drink and crossed a line. Let's not go in."

Li Yunhui immediately replied, "Yes, let's not disturb them." She went to shut the door.

Ding Jie hadn’t expected Li Yunhui to try covering things up at the last moment and frowned deeply. Now what? Was the whole plan ruined?

Bai Qingqing, standing beside him, had more or less figured out what he was up to. She had been ignored for far too long today—Ding Jie’s attention was either on these "serious matters" or Xu Ziyan, hardly giving her the time of day. Every time she faced Xu Ziyan, she felt a loss of control and knew she had to reinforce her importance in Ding Jie’s mind.

So she boldly stepped forward, took Li Yunhui’s hand, and said sternly, "Mr. Fu has wronged Mrs. Fu, and we’ve all got Mrs. Fu’s back in calling him out. Mrs. Fu, don’t be afraid—confront him directly."

The crowd thought, *Who’s this?* Before anyone could react, Bai Qingqing pushed the door open and walked in. Naturally, everyone followed.

Inside, the two on the bed were so engrossed in their passion that they didn’t even notice the intrusion. Bai Qingqing grabbed a glass of wine from the table and splashed it onto their faces, jolting them back to reality. Only then did they notice the crowd and hurriedly yanked the covers up.

"Ah—!" Qin Yuexiang had been smug at first at the sight of Li Yunhui, but when she saw the man beside her clearly, she let out a horrified scream.

The crowd stood frozen in shock.

Fu Dongfeng, standing at the back of the crowd, asked, "Why is everyone here? What’s going on?"

Ding Jie, who had stayed outside to avoid disrupting Qin Yuexiang’s performance, was floored to see Fu Dongfeng. "Why are *you* here?"

Fu Dongfeng smirked. "Why *shouldn’t* I be here? Where did you think I *should* be?"

He stressed the word "should" hard, and Ding Jie instantly realized his scheme had been exposed. But if Fu Dongfeng hadn’t fallen for the trap, then who was the man inside? A terrible premonition struck him, and he immediately pushed his way into the room.

The crowd parted for him, their gazes full of disdain. His and Fu Dongfeng’s reactions had made everything clear—Ding Jie had tried to set up Fu Dongfeng, but Fu Dongfeng had outplayed him, pushing Ding Jie’s father into the pit instead. Nobody could fault Fu Dongfeng here. If it were them, they’d have retaliated even more ruthlessly. After all—

The Dings are clearly making trouble out of nothing. Their so-called illegitimate son is truly outrageous. I heard he even stole the Fu family's game recently—such despicable tactics.

When Ding Jie pushed through the crowd and saw his father, he knew it was over—everything had gone wrong.

Old Man Ding had already sobered up and roared angrily, "Why haven’t you all left yet?"

At that moment, Ding Yao arrived just in time and said calmly and confidently, "Just some drunken fooling around. My father had too much to drink and lost his manners. Please, everyone, do us a favor and let him clean up. Thank you."

Ding Yao didn’t give Ding Jie a chance to redeem himself. Instead, he stepped forward to usher everyone out and called for servants to bring fresh clothes for his father. Recalling Xu Ziyan’s earlier thoughts about someone scheming to climb into bed, he decided to help her by dealing with this woman, since she had helped him so much.

Ding Yao said to his father, "People outside are already gossiping. To save face, why not just say this lady is your girlfriend? You’re single now, so having a girlfriend isn’t a big deal. Just claim you drank too much and didn’t mind the setting—at least it’ll cover up the scandal. No one can say anything then."

Old Man Ding glanced at him, surprised by his eldest son’s newfound shrewdness. This was indeed the best way to save face—far better than admitting he had schemed against Fu Dongfeng or that he himself had been set up. "Fine, let’s do that," he said before glaring at Qin Yuexiang. "Come here and take my arm! Whatever deal you had with Ding Jie, forget it from now on. You’re my companion—stick to your role!"

Qin Yuexiang didn’t dare argue and nodded repeatedly, moving to stand beside him.

Old Man Ding then turned to Ding Jie, his expression dark with fury. "Worthless idiot! Takes after your mother—complete trash! I don’t want to see you again. Take your idiot girlfriend and get out!"

With Qin Yuexiang in tow, Old Man Ding left to bid farewell to the hosts. Ding Yao shot Ding Jie a disdainful glance, scoffed, and followed.

Bai Qingqing was shaking like a leaf, looking at Ding Jie nervously. "D-Did I mess up?"

Ding Jie whirled around, his eyes chillingly sinister. "Who told you to act on your own? You’ve ruined everything!" He stormed off, leaving Bai Qingqing feeling like she was being tortured in this luxurious mansion. All she wanted was to marry up by attaching herself to a wealthy heir—why was it so hard? Too afraid to stay and endure the judgmental stares, she stumbled after Ding Jie.

*Congratulations, Host, for completing the plot: assisting the male lead in helping Qin Yuexiang successfully climb into bed.*

Xu Ziyan sighed. "She succeeded in climbing into bed, but she drugged herself and ended up with the wrong person. That means the divorce plotline won’t happen later. Ah well, getting this far is already impressive. The Fu family won’t suffer tragic fates, so the later plotlines were already gone anyway."

She smiled at Yuan Bin and took him along to secure investments. Her hot date had provided so much emotional support and thoroughly angered Ding Jie—of course, she had to repay him generously. For someone in the entertainment industry, the best repayment was connections and resources, and she had plenty to offer.

Fu Dongfeng and Li Yunhui exchanged a glance. Divorce was out of the question—they couldn’t let Ding Jie know they were just following the plot, nor could they actually divorce and make it public. That would cause massive repercussions, with the company suffering heavy losses. The tragic outcomes in the original plot couldn’t be allowed to happen—they couldn’t let the company’s finances collapse or their children come to harm.

So, they had all done their best. The rest was up to fate.

After the birthday banquet, Fu Dongfeng and Li Yunhui realized they could no longer hear Xu Ziyan’s thoughts. They felt a sense of loss, as if they had lost a bridge to their daughter’s heart. But they were grateful—having avoided disaster thanks to her inner monologue was already a miracle. They couldn’t ask for more. From now on, they would simply live their lives well.

Ding Jie, reeling from the blow, was too preoccupied to bother Xu Ziyan, giving her a nice break. Coincidentally, the employee benefits she had pushed for at the company were being implemented—flexible leave, gourmet snacks, comfortable areas for pregnant employees, anonymous mental health support, and more. These were all based on employee surveys, addressing their most pressing needs.

Of course, this meant additional expenses for the company, but for a conglomerate like Fu Corporation, it was hardly a burden. From a corporate standpoint, such measures were usually deemed unnecessary, but Xu Ziyan, remembering her own grunt work days, had advocated fiercely for these benefits. She oversaw their implementation personally, ensuring everything was done right.

The new policies were met with rave reviews, and employees finally formed a strong impression of the CEO’s younger sister. Pregnant staff, in particular, were overjoyed—not only were their positions secure, but they were also relocated to more comfortable workspaces. Their gratitude toward Xu Ziyan was immense.

Small but smart changes were made across workspaces, making them more convenient and comfortable. At first, the differences seemed minor, but over time, employees realized how intelligently designed these adjustments were. Their work stress lessened imperceptibly—they could rest properly and focus better, leading to a noticeable boost in productivity.

Even the executives stopped objecting. Fu Qixuan, surprised by the positive impact, praised Xu Ziyan and gave her a formal office and a new title—she was now Fu Corporation’s Employee Benefits Manager!

While Xu Ziyan was busy, Ding Yao wasn’t idle either. He remembered his biggest crisis wasn’t over yet. Getting Ding Jie to cooperate in making him a beggar was unrealistic—he needed to get Ding Jie to make a move so he could exploit the situation and follow the plot.

Ding Yao also understood why Xu Ziyan had wanted him to play the filial son at the banquet—it was his perfect chance to return to the Ding family! Not only did he move back, but he also brought Yang Anni to live in the main Ding residence.

When Ding Jie was packing to leave, he overheard Ding Yao telling Yang Anni they should start preparing a nursery after marriage. It hit him that Old Man Ding didn’t necessarily have to pass the family business to a son—even if he was disappointed in Ding Yao, he could always train up Ding Yao’s kid instead.

This realization made Ding Jie feel time was running out. He had stolen Fu Qixuan’s business intel—with some time, he could use them to get back in favor in the Ding family. But if he didn’t deal with Ding Yao now, he’d lose his chance forever. He had to go all out.

Ding Yao was too much of a thorn in my side—he needed to get rid of him for good!